I got back from class early today( as usual, friday i will finish my class at 12pm). Ok, I got plan after back from class,( after arguing with the driver, to take the M4, A470 highway instead of back way that take ages to arrived). Last week was terible after the driver took the back way for about 2 hours journey to campus. Actually it just about 45mins drive from Barry to Treforest. I went to Cash office to settle down spring term hall payment, I still got balance GBP 538.00 from the total payment, GBP 806.00 (wow! that a lot! I can shopping anything I want or enjoy my holiday..yeay! still have 3 weeks to go for my next trip...) Ok..too much story here..I'm wonder why all places that I've been here, in UK, the bank, shops, restaurants, offices, people have to wait, I'm pretty sure if u ask people here, the customer service are very very poor..Everytime I went to the cash office, we have to wait about 30mins to get to the front office. Even in fast food takeaway, such as Burger King, I can see the worker laughing,chit chat behind the counter among theirselve while the customer is line up and wait..Patient huh?! The cultural here is totally different in Malaysia. I learn a lot. After waste my time for about 45 mins at the cash office just to pay the fee, I went up the hill to get back to my room. 
Today as promised, we got a meeting with the landlord at 4pm (I will move to student house at Broadway, a few mins walking distance from my uni this coming July). (At the end,the meeting was cancelled as all of us wait for about 2 and 1/2hours).As I reach my room, I went to kitchen make a cup of capucino and 2 toasts for lunch. After that, while waiting my toast, I grab some coins inside the drawer, then went to public phone at 1st floor to call mum. Nothing much we talk, I just want to tell her that I already transfer money to pay the housing loan. My mum pass the phone to my brother, Ali, he said he missed me soo much and wondering why I didn't send any postcard to him. I explained, if I'm going anywhere, I will send a postcard for him. Afterthat, we hang up.
Back to my room, I switched on my laptop, sign in to Yahoo Mesenger, then Pak Teh say hi to me, greeting from Damansara Specialist Hospital. No, he is not the patient there, he is accompanying my aunt who had a major operation last Thursday. After an hour talking and video conferencing to the patient ( i saw the patch of the operation) and the nurse too, not to forget, Pak Teh and Hadi, I suddenly remembered that almost every year I went to the hospital to visit different person in different hospital. But this time, I just visit via online and I can assume that there are so many decease and not all can cure.
It depend to the person to handle the decease he or she have. As I look at my aunt, suddenly I remembered clearly, my other late aunt, who suffered breast cancer for about 6years. She was so strong to fight the cancer, but god love her more than us in this world. So, to cik Ila, take a good care of yourself ok? I will cook a special and super duper delicious lasagna when I come back home
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