pre-stroke - higher education

when i reached ostend, i was completely broke and did not have any money for the ferry fare back to dover. i then took the only option left to me i.e. to beg, so i just sat down at the ticketing office entrance and extended my hand,pleading for assistance, thankfully, within a short while, i had enough to purchase the ferry ticket, around 2o pounds i think,and soon enough i was on the ferry back to olde england. in london , i managed to contact ismail fatah, who had made the university application on my behalf, i thaught him how to forge my signature!!! he told me that i would be going with him to university college cardiff. ok-lah, at least i would now be going to a university, i then took a hike from tengku malek, an ex-rmc colleague who was heading to the united world college in wales, where he was studying. so i reached cardiff in one piece and straight away shoot for the university's student union building where all registration were being conducted. my first impression of cardiff, one which still sticks with me today, were three bobbing arumugam alleycats-like hair. they belong to three other malaysian students also registering, jang, mat kent and duan, all very hip, liberal minded and fun guys, who were to be among my best friends in my six years in cardiff, so began my university life.one which was fun and interesting and a belief in life that was to mould my character in later life for good or bad