Back to square one: March 2007

It is the day. 24th March 1987. The day i took my 1st breath on my own in this world (my 9months holiday in my mother's womb not counted bymyself). This is how i imagined myself being borned...we shall start at the part where my mother feels a surging pain in her stomach.

My mother, Maria was chilling comfortably on a hard wooden chair when suddenly....she felt a surging pain in her stomach. There was a loud crash!..'PRANG!' a bottle fell to the ground and smashed into a gezillion pieces. My father was the 1st 1 at the scene as he panicked on what to do next. There was blood dripping down my mothers dress. I could sense during that moment of panick that my father really didn't know what to do. Fortunately, my mother stayed calm. These were the last words before she went.......

Mum: Dont worry, this isnt blood...its just the 'cili giling' that i was making.

Dad: Ok but we still need to get you to the hospital.

Mum: Dont worry, i just need to use the bathroom.

Those were the last words before she went to the toilet.

Alright.....fast forward to the part where we were already in the operating theatre. 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2.........push push...........after abit of struggle....i finally decided to come out and meet the world. I was borned naturally..not by caesarian. The 1st person to hold me in their arm was either the pretty doctor or the cute nurse who then proceeded to hand me over to my mother. A slap to the @$$ made me cough out remaining whatever liquid that was still in my mouth so that i wouldn't suffocate. I cried. As i lay in my mother's warm arms i felt something.........i felt...hungry.

Fast forward.....to now

In a blink of an eye it was already 20yrs. Kindergarden was fun but i've forgotten 98% of the ppl i met there already. Primary school was great, made good friends there and we're still friends up till now and the best thing about primary school was that you dont have to study to score high marks. By the time secondary school started, some from primary school moved on and some continued at the same school as well......DJ!. i was quite close with girls...but even closer with guys. AHAH.....no regrets though. 5yrs of secondary school life was great. Next...college. Taylors college to be precise. Although it was only for a year...but the togetherness of the class was awesome. Having lunch breaks together with ALL ur classmates not once not twice..but uncountable times.

Finally....i have arrived at almost the peak of my studying life...university. Things certainly are going for the better and i'm sure that this is just the beginning of a whole new life.

I'm heading off to Manchester in a few days time...then off to Sheffield...then off to France........more specifically...PARIS!!! the city of love.....ahaha!

So no updates for quite some time...cya!

It was a Tuesday morning. I was awakened by a sound, it was the kind of sound which you hear and it gets stuck in your head never knowing when it would go away. It annoyed me as it shattered my wonderful dream i was having. As i laid in bed confused of what was happening, that same irritating sound was still there. The sound was not part of my dream but a part of reality. The day before, i was awakened by the fire alarm as someone had triggered it. This time it was no fire alarm, it was something different. It was my phone's alarm. I threw the blanket to 1 side of the bed as i got onto my feet and stumbled across my room towards the sink where the phone was which was only a step away (my room is long not wide). Turned off the alarm and got right back onto the bed. As i lay there staring up onto my ceiling filled with glow in the dark stickers i realised it was not any ordinary day. It was the day. The day MU takes on EuroXI.

(I am not an MU fan) It was also the day i get to meet up with fellow malaysian which i havent seen since a LLOOOOOONG time ago.......hehe 6 months only.

Took out my sling bag and started packing.

Things i packed: 1) Train tickets

2) Match Tickets

3) 600ml water bottle

4) Camera

5) Tissue incase of emergency

6) Condom incase of emergency

The condom part needs some explaining so here it is......someone slipped it into my bag during lecture. Anyway its still in my bag so nothing happened k. Anyway its for emergency...better to have 1 than not to have 1. Basically i forgot to take it out before i left for my journey.

Took a bus down to the train station.

I took this train

This was when i got off the train already....already in MAnchester!

Chilling on the walkalator. Its more fun compared to an escalator.

I was supposed to meet a friend in MAnchester by the name of Jithan. I called him an hour ago when i was still back in Lancaster and told him i was on the way. So he should be waiting for me by now but nooooooooo he wasnt there. So i took a walk around the station. After 5min i realised i needed to go. Go as in go to the toilet. Nature calls. Small business only. So found my way to the gents and guess what.....gotta pay. 20p. Ok fine so expensive just to go but couldnt help it so took my wallet out and guess what.......10p, 5p, and four 1p's....= 19p. Asked some people to spare me a penny also dont have, ask for 20p straight also dont have. Don't know they lie to me or not also. After asking SOOOOO many people...about 3 person's i gave up. Went out of the station found a public toilet........McD's. Hehehhe freeloader. Hey dont laugh at me i bet you people out there do these kinda things as well. Stop at petrol station go toilet, go into restaurant go toilet, come my house go toilet......haihz.

After that went back to the station to wait for Mr Jithan again. Called him and he asked me to wait in front of the Burger King there. Ok so off i went for my quest to locate this legendary Burger King that i was suppose to wait for Mr Jithan at. It was right infront of me.

1min passed...nothing........2min...nothing....3min...still nothing......then....i heard someone shouted my name!

MR X: "SEAN! HEY! UR SEAN RIGHT!"

Me : No! i'm not SEAN!

Mr X was Mr Jithan. After hearing me saying that i wasnt me he just stood there smiling at me. He stood there for almost 20-30sec without moving while smiling at me as though he hasnt seen me for such a long time. I even had the time to take my camera out to take a pic of him. He must've been in a state of shock or something.

TADA! Jithan's 20-30sec pose when he saw me.

Then we walked together out to the open big city of MAnchester .......talking..laughing......side by side.........hand in hand.....yeah..enjoying this moment we have.........NO! not hand in hand of course.

A little example of what we talked about.

JH (Jithan): That building is my engineering department. I always go there to do my work.

Sean: oh..wow! Serious ar!

JH : Yeah...come let me show you whats inside.

So yeah it went on and on..bout nothing really. In the end didn't go inside coz he said he show me next time...lol. So we headed back to Mr Jihan's place!

Passed the security gates and now we're within his halls of residence compound. His flat was right at the end of the route. Got into his room which was a much smaller version of mine just that it was missing a few MUST HAVE things like the sink.

The 1st thing that Mr JH did.

DOTA!!!!!!!!!!

the average time taken to finish 1 dota game is around an hour.

2nd round DOTA!!!!!

THATS 2 HOURS gone just like that. Poor me was left all alone in the dark and cold corner of the room. There was nothing to do. I looked down and staring back at me was the answer. A camera. It was time.......

This pic got him killed in the game as according to JH...FULL CONCENTRATION is needed to win. Due to this pic he got killed once so i was told not to proceed with any flash photography near him as it will......'disturb' his concentration.

............freaking bored. If cant take any pics of him and me. Then take pics of me only lo.

humble, good, angelic, holy, innocent, goodboy look.

more of a crazy look. Different from Happy Look. This is more.......crazy

2 Hours and i only took 2 pics? ahah definitely not. Still have sexy look, handsome look, cool look, miang (ham sup) look, happy look, even more handsome look, and etc etc etc.

I have vowed nvr to play dota again. Unless provoked.

Fast forward....Outside the stadium before the match. THere were gazilions of ppl out on the streets most of them in blazing devil red caps, tops, pants, scarfs, flags etc etc. The impact the wonderful game has on the people of the world.