Been awhile since I last update it seems. Lack of photos are to be blamed.
Anyhow, I was heading to fill up my tank at the end of last month at Kayu Ara Shell station when I spotted this.
Everyone know that BHP Damansara Toll is practically empty most of the time, no thanks to Shell right across it. It was a sad thing that they weren’t queueing up for BHP’s gas but for another thing all together.
For the last week of September, BHP’s new automated carwash, Cyclone, operated free of charge from 8am to 8pm daily!
Being a person that refuses to part away with my RM8 to get my car washed, this was the very first time I gave in to the thought of going through the automated washing mechanism. You can ask Gerald how excited I was.
That 3 minutes cleaned the car adequately but I have to admit that it was uch cleaner than what I expected it to be. For this entire month, BHP Kayu Ara/Damansara Toll gives free car wash for RM20 pumped!
This past 2 weeks has been both sweet and sour for me. God blessed me with a great job with great people in it but to those who didn’t know, my car was involved in a driver door wrecking accident in Ipoh and rear right door has someone in Seksyen 14’s leg imprinted onto it. Then my bonet nose got jealous and it just wanted to kiss the rear end of a Vios just to join in for the fun. I thought the worst was behind me.
I was dearly wrong.
I guess its God’s way of telling me I didnt clean the house thoroughly the 1st time round.
I remember it was just yesterday that I first step foot into UKM to do civil and environmental engineering. Bangi was the last place I thought I would end up, UKM being my final few options in my list of universities application.
Up till today, I still ask myself, “Why did I choose not to go to Canada on my own free will?”. At times I still don’t know if I did make the right choice. But its one I have to live with now.
The first week in local university was hard even for me as compared to those from the chinese background. It was easier for me to fit in with the malay group, given the fact that I speak the language like one. This too meant that I had a difficult time conversing with the mandarin speaking chinese.
This mother of a staircase to my room back in hostel days taught me how to curse in Mandarin and Hokkien.
I started off in local university, getting hooked on DotA and ended up being a semi-pro at the end of it.
It was here that I found God in my life.
Along the way came us.
I picked up photography on my own and what a passion I have for it now.
It is also here in these 4 years that I came to love and hate flights.
Now here I am at the end of what I began 4 years back. Am I satisfied? I never really like structural engineering like I loved automobiles but time soon thought me that my passion lies in the environmental side of engineering like marine engineering. These 4 years have taught me that getting screwed is an art. Its how you get yourself out of trouble that counts the most.
