Bike = Bicycle

Just came back from the city area… had already transfer this month rental over… and settled all the banking issue here. If no problem… in a few days time my atm card will arrived in my hand…

Actualli we wanted to get ourself a bike (bicycle), the main transport in this small town is by bike… but the bike shop owner is such an ass… cant stand talking to him.. met him at the Bahnhof yesterday… he wanted us to check out the most significant architect in german. We were all like… WHAT… we ned to take a test before buying the bike… I almost fainted. He can talk nonsense for almost an hour and in the end we still cant buy the bike. We can only buy the bike on the 28th when the student event is over…

German class

Back frm my 2nd German class... tragedy... everybody was like chicken facing a duck... we dun understand what the teacher was talking about... so have to work extra hard to translate on the net...

Had met some of our class fren, 1 from Japan, 2 from Taiwan, 3 from Thailand and China...1 from turkish and some from indonesian... not all we have meet.. so next monday when class start i will be meeting everybodi...

DInner!!! What a joke!

Just came back from Marshall’s place. I was invited for dinner there. Monday I went over and I cooked for them. Tonight it was their turn to cook for me. I brought Rosy there with me. Rosy is my newly made Taiwanese fren in the same course. Out of politeness, we went to Netto (supermarket nearby) to buy some dessert and drinks over.

Choirul was invited as well. But the joke was… Choirul was suppose to prepare additional dishes but he only brought dessert.. and on top of the joking part was he brought two other fren along… and some plain rice. The few of us was like… WHAT! KL was f***ing all the way… It was really a joke.

So no choice, 8 people share two small dishes with white rice… we were so pathetic…. After the dinner, choirul took out his dessert. Yuck! His dessert taste like medicine as commented by KL. I only had a few bite and the rest was down in the toilet bowl. Choirul didn’t even have his own cooked dessert.
What a funny and pathetic dinner we all had.

Day 3 in wismar

10pm now in Wismar, it should be 4am now in spore. Everibodi should be asleep at home now. I’m tired again. Hand are aching. Done all my washing today. There are washing machine and dryer but I didn’t used them. Why… the laundry room was at the basement. I didn’t like the feeling of basement.. too creepy and quiet… somemore usage per time will cost me 4euro… dun wan to spend the money so I would rather wash myself and hang inside my room to dry… not quite used to the food yet.. so I didn’t eat much since I’ve arrived. Still miss homecooked food the best.
Had a video call from daddy and mummy… saw baby kaden as well. So happy.

Safe and Sound in Germany!

Reached my destination, safe and sound. After 21 hours of travelling in total, with plane and train. Didn’t noe where on earth I got the courage from to travel alone to this small town of germany, Wismar. Now my journey of education had began.

It rather messy when I was in hauptbahnhof train station. The station is so buzy and messy as it was the central station. Thanks to the staff working there, manage to ask the right people and board the train to bad klein in time. Didn’t miss the train thot. Didn’t dare to buy ani food on the way as I had my big and bulky luggage to guard. Luckily got Jiejie handmade aixin sandwich to last me thru. Muck….. Rita's fren came to pick me up at wismar train station. 2 nice guy, they helped me carry my lugguage

Didn’t sleep very well last nite as it was raining at midnite so it was super cold. Looking out of the window…. The sun was shining brightly in the sky here but later will sudden rain heavily. Been told that this was their changing season so had to be used to it. In November it will be worse, it will not have fallen rain but fallen snow.. it will be even colder.

Went to the supermarket yesterday and bought myself some food supplies. Grapes, macaroni, cereal and milk. I was searching for milo to my horror, they told me that milo is a no no here. The German dun drink milo at all.. What… ganno miss my milo with biscuit liao.