Last fortnight, couldn't breathe. But getting better.
Last week, chest pain, but thankfully ECG Test is ok. Unfortunately got dumped by a snobbish girl. so heartbroken anyway.
Today started with a confidence in my stamina to try start cycling after days of rest.
But first, lunch at 3 pm.
|Malaysian food made from banana|
|The inner side of the banana food|
After cycling for just 5 minutes, I saw a hawker-stall, which is still in the vicinity of my housing area.
|This is Cendol = crushed ice + coconut milk + brown sugar + red beans and other stuff|
After cycling + walking for 30 minutes, I reached here.
Vicinity = A small park located behind Kajang Hospital and Yu Hua High School., in the town of Kajang, Selangor, Malaysia.
One unhappy scene I watched today (no photos), is of a Malay couple who sits on the park bench.
The girl was wearing headscarf, a symbol of Islam religion, so she must be a Muslim, and she speaks Malay
She came with her male partner, eating and drinking while relaxing on the park bench.
Unfortunately, she and her partner just left the bench, leaving the food rubbish, plastic bottle and the plastic bench just like that.
Selfish. Irresponsible. and yet she's showing the world she's a Muslim.
What a bloody shame!
After ensuring they had left, I got to the bench, and pick up the dirty rubbish and throw it to the nearest bin.
With my heart cursing of the lady.
Then I cycled to Masjid Jamek mosque which is a 5 minute walk from the park.
I was wearing shorts, but I did brought a "kain pelikat" which sort of like the Irish skirt worn by the men.
After locking my bicycle and just about to sit there, I found this poor fella.
I pour some water to the bottle top and feed it.
Poor fella drink and drink.
Poor fella must be dehydrated.
|Poor fella dehydrated|
Bad strategy. I came here cycling.
I got to go back cycling and carrying this poor fella back.
|Poor fella jumping from bicycle seat every 12 seconds.|
|Poor fella jumping here and there during the walk|
In the end, I opened my bag and stuff the poor fella inside.
|Stuffing Poor Fella|
Then I wear on the bag and ride home as quickly as I could. I keep meowing and listening to Poor Fella reply to ensure the guy is still in the bag!
|Checking every 10 minutes to ensure the cargo is safe|
And by 7.30, I reached home, cargo safe!
Feed the Poor fella with water, and fried fish.
|Drink drink you must be hot in the bag|
|Food, water, and the box for the Poor Fella to sleep|
Poor Fella played around for a few minutes, then got tired and slept.
I placed Poor Fella, his water, food and sleeping box to a room and left it there.
|Poor fella closeup|
|Poor Fella right eye bleeds and had pus. Cleaned it while he's sleeping|
|Poor fella's lower limb is full of fleece and red rash|
|Before he wakes up and want to play I better leave him sleepy|
|Manowar "Louder Than Hell", Joe Satriani "Engines Of Creation", G3 Live, Tool "Opiate" and Oi! Punk Fest 2002|
**UPDATE 3 JUNE 2012**
Poor Kitty went AWOL. Missing.
Put the fella outside with his sleeping box, food and water...
food = rice + chicken sausage + fried fish
After feeding and putting the poor fella outside the house, I went jogging.
It was the last time I seen him.
Take care Poor Fella.