Tuesday, May 20, 2014 0 b*tchin

The longest journey - US@US - Part 3

Dear Emma,

I'm still trying to cope with the reality, I'M IN THE US! It feel rather surreal that I'm living in the states for already 3 days now... As my colleague in the US said "Things are abundance here", which I already can see from the streets, houses and food.  I also noticed US is quite the Malaysia in the way how it's comprised from people from many races... Indians, Pakistanis, Afghanis, Mexican, Vietnamese, Chinese, etc...

Well, continuing from where I left off in my previous entry, it's our 2nd day in the US. Kwai mui had arranged to take us on a short tour around Manassas before going to claim our car. Before she arrived, we had our breakfast at the hotel which is rather good. The selection is rather standard for a hotel, oatmeal, cereal, scramble eggs and patties and bread. One thing different though is the waffle making machine, where you can make your own waffles from it. We had a rather heavy breakfast, I of course opt to meet my daily protein requirement through eggs and patties.

Kwai mui arrive at around 10.30+ and the 1st official place we visited in the US is... [drums roll]


LOL, yeah Walmart. We had to get some daily things like toothpaste, cooking oil, detergent, etc. My junior had some skin reaction, so we also got some medication from the pharmacy there. Things I have to say is mostly cheap here (if we ignore the currency exchange off course). You can get shit like 2 litre coke for only $2. I was tempted to buy a ciplak brand protein powder there which is only priced at $16 however decided to make some research 1st on the brand before simply throwing my $$$ into it.

After Walmart, kwai mui show us the most important path in our stay in US. The route to our office. The route is quite straightforward and would take around 15+ minutes to reach. After seeing our office building which looks like a prison camp, we went off to pick up our car. The car rental agency was located in the Manassas airport which looked really like those private small plane airport. We had to deal a rather fiery counter lady to get our car, a Mitsubishi Galant. I had to forked out $1.5K (a whopping RM4K+) for the rental before claiming it from my company when I get back from the States.

I had a short pilot drive at the rental place with kwai mui guiding me on how to drive in the US. I found it surprisingly difficult to drive when everything is swap opposite, signals light control, gearbox, etc... I could adapt quite fast to the controls in the car but the muscle memory of driving on the left hand side instead of the right was hard. I would automatically sway to the left hand side of the lane and I had to constantly remind myself, right instead of left. The rules of the road here in US also is slightly different from Malaysia. Like for instance the left lane is the the fast lane here, you can turn right in front of a red traffic light when there is no car coming, one a 4 way junction the 1st car that reaches the junction can go 1st but if both arrives at the same time the car on the right can go 1st.

Anyway, I had a driving test where I had to follow kwai mui car across some random route. I managed to slowly get the groovy at driving a US car on a US road and pass the test of following her car to our next stop which is where we would have our lunch, Famous Kebab.

After lunch, we drove back to the hotel and parted ways. Me, being worn out decided to take some Zzz. I woke up at our planned "Visit Walmart part 2" and "find dinner" event. I requested to practice driving to the office 1st as I needed some practical time driving without guide to the office, which I managed to do but with some mistake on the route I needed to take. After I verify some major landmarks on the route, we headed to Walmart where we shopped for some eating stuff to fill our fridge with.

As usual, choosing a dinner place which is halal. Not really an easy task especially when both colleague would say "Anything la" when I ask them what they want to eat (Quite frustrating at times). I decided to drive to TGI Fridays which is us behind our hotel. My Pakistanis colleague decline to eat here (not halal) and say he would eat things he bought from the supermarket at the hotel later. I got rapped when I suggested we maybe drop in him the hotel 1st before we go eat, so he don't have to watch us eat. We all ended in the restaurant and decided to order a 5 small side dish meal which we could share.


Despite the initial, "Shit, won't be enough for me", the meal was quite fulling. When we got the bill, we got into a small debate as the bill include some figure for tipping. You see, whenever you dine here in US, if you're serve by someone, it's practice to tip that someone. This is because these people base pay is low and rely on tips. This practice also make the "you get your pay on how well you service is". Back to the debate, my colleague claim that they shouldn't put the possible tip figure in the bill as tip should be based on the customer's free will. I however believe the figure is there not to force you to tip according to this figure but to provide some aid when calculating the amount of tip you want to give.

After the dinner, we finally hit our hotel. I counterstrike till 1am before managing to get tired enough to finally get some shut eyes... Hence ending this blog entry for this time, next on my entry is my 1st day at the office...
Sunday, May 18, 2014 0 b*tchin

The longest journey - US@US - Part 2

Dear Emma,

Continuing from my previous entry, we touchdown in US (Dulles Airport) soil at 3.15 am Sunday Malaysia time, which is 3.30 pm Saturday US time. So it would felt like the 20+ hours journey took around 12 hours only based on depart time which is 3.30 am and arrival at 3.15 pm.

Anyway, we were tired, sore, dehydrated and sleepy at this point of time. Then came the immigration. There was a very LONG queue. I suspect peak hour since it's after all a weekend afternoon. After a long 2 hour wait, finally reached my turn. For me, I was rather surprise with how relatively easy it was.

Officer: So what's your purpose coming to the states?
Me: I'm came here for training by my company
Officer: What kind of training?
Me: Well, I'm a new hired in my current company, so they will be giving me some product and domain knowledge training. Since 1/2 of the team is in the US, so I will also be train in terms of culture of the team, how the team will be working with each other.
After 20-40 seconds inspecting my passport and visa
Officer: Okay, put your right hand fingers at...

And it was over... F*ck all those horror stories about US immigration... My Jr was however requested to aid be a translator for a Chinaman (Did I told u, I disliked Chinese from China?) which couldn't speak English. My Pakistan colleague however had an harder time, as after round 1 of immigration, he had to enter a special immigration counter. I think he took 10-15 minutes before he was finally through immigration and Hello Washington DC!


We thought the worst was finally over and looked forward towards lying on the hotel bed only to find out the limo our company rented for us was no where in sight. We were requested to find a guy/gal with a paper with our name at the International Arrival Area but I suspect after a long 2 hour wait, the dude decided to give the finger to these foreigners and hit the road. I tried to contact the driver only to get an answering machine on 2 tries. We had to resort to calling our team leader here, and she tried to contact the driver as well and also got the answering machine. We finally decided to get a cab to the hotel.

We got onto a airport cab, whose driver turn out to be a Pakistanis. A short 30 minute drive (which cost a f*ckin USD 50) and wala, we arrived at our hotel. Check in was relatively easy as they have been expecting us. I was bunked with my Jr while my other colleague had his own suite. Imagine my surprise when I saw this:



Our room had a living room, a kitchen and 2 bedroom with a double bed and a toilet each! Talk about luxury... I was expecting 2 beds not 2 bedrooms. And 3 TV all together...

We unpack, slack, poke around and bath till it was around 9pm, when we decided we want some yum yum to fill our stomach with. We asked for aid from the hotel receptionist and she recommend we ate at TGI Friday but since one of us needed to eat halal food, we ended up roaming the street looking for halal food. I had to actually run back to our room to gear up as it was freaking cold at the night (~16 degree and the hotel receptionist called it hot!?). We finally ended up at Pizza Hut, where me and jr dine and my Pakistan colleague had to eat himself. With the halal word out of the equation, we dine on a this:


A large meat lover pizza... The portion was enormous... The pix above was a 2 piece takeaway from original 8 pieces we were served (We takeaway 4 piece = 2 box). We tipped our 1st tip in US, as the bill ran $18 and we gave $20. Do note, tipping is a culture in the US. If you don't tip and come back to same place, be prepare to be thrown out or have a bad service.

Anyway after our late dinner, we did some shopping at 7-11 where my Islam colleague bought some chocolates for his meal. We return to the hotel at around 11.00pm and finally decided to call it a day. I awoke at 4am and decided to capture the journey in this blog before I forgot it.

Look forward today, as kwai mui will be bringing us around at around 10.30am and I will get to drive in the roads of US... Hahaha.... till next time...
0 b*tchin

The longest journey - US@US - Part 1

Dear Emma,

After enduring the LONGEST travel journey in my life... An EPIC 7 + 13 hours flight from Malaysia to Doha and then Doha to US... I finally set foot upon the great land of unlimited opportunity...

I was scheduled to fly at Saturday 3.30 am at KLIA. Due to this early morning flight time, we asked our HR for a early release from work, which I think is a reasonable... Sadly I got a "Hahaha, 5.30 pm not early?" from my HR.

05.30 pm, Bla from office
07.30 pm, Reach home
11.00 pm, Bla to KLIA
12.00 am, Arrive at KLIA
12.30 am, Queue to checking to flight
02.30 am, Board flight
03.30 am, ~I'm flying on a jet plane...
10.30 am, Arrive in Doha

So obviously, unless you can sleep in the plane (which I slightly manage to snuck in 2-3 hours of restless sleep), you'll feel like zombie-like by the you reach Doha. My F and M drove and drop me off to KLIA from home. I arrived at around midnight, and went to find my colleagues. Here I get abit of the "~Lonely, I'm so lonely, I'm on my own vibe" as both colleagues had their family and close one with them at the airport. My junior had his family (F, M and 2 Sis) and his GF. Another colleague had his wife, 2 daughters, his bro family and his close friends... I however had was alone as ask my parents to bla, since I decided they are no use wasting their time waiting with me and since the drive back home will be rather dangerous if they waited for me till boarding. At that moment, I feel the urge to get a "family" like my other 2 colleagues, and perhaps another set of best buddies...

The flight to Doha is an rather okay one for me. I feel asleep rather early in the flight and snuck in a restless 2-3 hour sleep. After awaking, I enjoyed myself watching "The Anchorman 2" staring Will Ferrell. Wasted ~2 hours watching that crack movie and then a rather nice breakfast/lunch/dinner (lost track of time already) followed... Had spicy chicken with rice... Not a bad meal I have to say. A bit battle shiping, and tada... We're arrive at Doha.

The 1st thing I noticed when I set foot on Doha is the sun. I would classify it as stinging type... We had to do a change flight here, so we had to go through the normal checking and hand held scan luggage again. Had a short delay when we checking as we could not proceed to the plane as the bus from what I gather was MIA. This resulted in a backed up long queue. After quite awhile delay, the bus appeared and business was back to normal.

~12.30 am, Board flight from Doha
3.15 am, Touchdown at American soil at Dulles Airport
3.45 am, Queue for immigration
5.30 am, Clear immigration
6.30 am, Arrive at hotel/inn

The 17 hours flight was without a doubt, the most travelling unpleasant experience I ever endured. I couldn't really get much sleep in this flight not because my mind don't want to, but because my body won't allow it. Here I felt like I lost connection to time. We're losing time to travel to US, but because US time zone is earlier than us, that time lost was contra back. Time felt like it spiral out of control for me. Going forward and backward... This is not helped much when flight meals was served at 3.00 pm and 1.00 am. Odd hours for my body to have lunch and dinner.

The flight itself was okay, but had lavatory problem. Had to wait quite abit for my turn when I was already urgent to make business in the loo. One thing I disliked is there's alot of Indians in this flight. Yea, call me racist but I'm just dislike Indians from India due to past experience working with some of them in my previous company (I'd also dislike Chinese from China despite being a Chinese myself). Food was okay in this flight as well, had lamb + rice and beef + mushrooms. I however noticed my throat and lips drying out oddly rather fast in this flight. I wasted the 1st 1/2 portion of the flight watching "Firestorm" and  "Dallas Buyer Club". Then came the 1/2 to 3/4 mark (~ 3 hours), which I deem as the most suffering part of the flight. My eyes were tired so I couldn't watch movie nor read book, my neck and back was in pain so I couldn't sleep. I frankly speaking can't recall what I did to pass these 3 hours. The final 3/4 was less suffering thanks to final meal and I managed to get some shut eyes for 1 hour. I finally step foot on American soil at 3.15am!

[To be continued...]
Friday, May 16, 2014 0 b*tchin

Flying on a jetplane

Dear Emma,

I'll be flying on a jet plane in about another 6 more hours...

Where am I going? Well, I'll be finally stepping upon the land of opportunity... Yeap, the United States of America.


Will have to endure a LONG 18+ hour flight...

Another big page in my story book... Still busy at the moment ensuring I packed everything I need... But I decided to post this short entry so I can mark tis moment right now...

I end this entry with perhaps the moment I feel like a rich man the most over this past few years...

Sunday, May 4, 2014 0 b*tchin

Hey there Dellilah...

Dear Emma,

After a rather fun relationship that lasted 5 years+, my wife Dellilah finally was forced to leave me behind and move on to a better place (atleast I think it's a better place). 5 long years, she have slaved and endured countless abuses for me... *Sniff* *Sniff*

I could still remember the 1st day we meet, I had just order her via the internet... She was so breathtaking in red, I feel in love at first sight... Yea, she was rather pricey but nothing good comes cheap (even love, ok). We had so much fun together during the 1st 2 years... Movies, dota even programming... Then she fell ill... I remember the agony of seeing her in that distressful state. Lucky for me, Dellilah came with a 2 years warranty... Apparently after a check up, I discovered she was born with a genetic defect... However after a complex organ replacement surgery, Dellilah was back to servicing me like normal. A year later however, she came down ill again. Another surgery ensue and the doctors declared her fit again.

Finally, last Tuesday when I came back home from work... As I walk into my room and was expecting her to service me again, I'd was greeted with the sound of silence from her... I stared in horror as I slowly move towards her to check her pulse. I felt a tonnes of brick fell upon me as I couldn't feel a pulse... I realized I would never again hear her voice...

While I often complain about her genetic defect, I guess she had indeed served me well though out the years. So I would like to take this opportunity to bid you farewell...

R.I.P Dellilah

Breathtaking in Red
Her final pix










Forever My Beloved 1st DELL Laptop

Anyway as they say, no use crying under the bridge... I decided Dellilah would be happy if I was happy... So I decided to fork out some moolah to get another wife. Meet my new Taiwanese wife, Huashuo... I hand picked her myself. While she isn't a beaut like Dellilah (in her prime), but she got a pretty good bang for buck and not to mention 3 years warranty. Here's some cutey pix of Huashuo...

Win 8 SUX
Lack a sexy body like Dellilah










#Note: Huashuo = Asus in Chinese