For Auld Lang Syne, Kwai Chong
Farewell Liu Kwai Chong, if God wills, we shall meet again. Thank you for everything you brought me. (My tribute to Kwai Chong on MBSLoop) Sadly I lost the memory of my first meeting with him. Since everyone tell good things about him, let me tell you what not-so-good things he taught me. He's bad. He smokes in front of the youngster, and takes out another cigarette when you tell him not to. (See the attached picture) He's bad. He scared the heck out of me with his ghost stories during Karak Observation Camp in 2005. I did not dare to pee alone at that raining night. He's bad. He made me carry heavy stuffs and carry out heavy duty all the time. His favourite:" AH Mock Kar Wai ah, lei hui bong ngor (You Go Help Me) ..." made me hard to refuse to help. He's bad. He made me stand in front of everyone and talk even though I don't want it. It's so embarassing standing in front of everyone with my broken language. Worse, he asked me to sing and teach people ...