I'm so glad my mock trial's done. It's been weeks of nightmare for all of us and i'm proud to say we're the first group to say "Good Riddance!"
However, this whole mock trial thing brought all the worst of my coursemates. People whom you've always thought to be nice and helpful turn out to be bloody hypocrites and they turn on you to suck your blood dry.
Tips to handle such b*****s:
1. Forget bout making agreements with them. They'll turn around and take a huge bit off yer hand. No point making promises/agreements with people who don't even know how to honour their words. In Canto, this is called "Bei pei, mo chi, ha lau, jin kak!"
2. Expect the unexpected. In order words, just expect tons of s**t being thrown on yer face. Under-handed, dirty tactics etc etc... You name it, they have it.
3. Expect them to go bragging all over the faculty declaring their glory and victory when the truth is, they suck big time in court. Wrong procedures, no ethics, language suck, unprofessional and a public display of outrageous bitchiness... Kalau nak gedik tu, main jauh-jauh... I have no idea why would they wanna brag about their shit character and their even shittier work.
Well, what can I say? I'm so tired of all this nonsense I have no idea how long can my patience run... Those who knows me well enough would know I have a temper of a volcano. Let sleeping dogs lie... No need to take stones and continuously pelt that fella. Once you've provoke it long enough, good luck. You've awaken a monster.
Last but not least, before you go around bitching about others and declaring to the whole world about your so-called greatness, go look at yourself in the mirror and tell me what do you see.
I bet it's gonna be lots of shit on it.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Road Woes
Any motorcyclist reading this blog? If yes, then welcome to my world. I am so frustrated that I feel like forming a "I Hate Potholes" campaign/club just to get my message across to JKR (where is Samy Vellu when you need someone to blame for the lousy road?!). Maybe I could form another rally just like those people who were marching to Istana Negara last Saturday to protest on teaching Math & Science in English (6 years too late, i think... and whatever is wrong with learning them in English?)
Well, I think I have better cause to go marching around the palace and also the whole of KL and lots of other people will be willing (and happy!) to join me. Why?
Have you notice the abominable road conditions in KL recently? Especially when it rains like now. It's horrible. Potholes appear everywhere. It's as if we were hit by cluster bombs. It's not just small holes, it's big enough to kill an innocent motorcyclist who is trying to make it home after a long day out in the crazy city.
Last year, a day after I came back from Australia after spending 2 enjoyable months in Tasmania, I took my beloved red scooter out for a ride when i suddenly started drizzling. Better head home to my aunt's house then but what do you know? On the way home, I went into a pothole covered with rain water and voila~ almost got myself killed.
I admit it. I was scooting at 80kph then but that is the normal speed we go on highways. But, for unwary motorcyclist like me who did not expect the stretches of road all of KL (especially in and near UKM + Kajang) to have so many holes all around! My tyre was busted and thank God there was a nice Indian uncle who fetch me on his bike to a workshop insteading of kidnapping me!
There have been many cases where motorcyclists like me ended up in the grave or in the hospital just because of all these stupid holes. Where are the people in charge of the maintenance? Why are our roads so bad in the first place?
I demand for a right to life safely under Article 5(1) of the Federal Constitution as well as the right enshrined under the United Nation Declaration of Human Rights.
I demand that the Government do something to protect the lives of its people, we motorcyclists who use the roads every single day of our lives!
I demand to all politicians, do your job! We didn't elect you just to sit and relax in a nice big chair and also to attend so many functions just to get your name up in the newspaper every day!
I demand that all city and town councils to check on the roads to ensure it's not covered with holes and making me go around it as if I'm in some kind of motorcross rally!
I demand that we have roads with better quality and worthy of a country who is going towards the developed status (2020... remember? or is everyone too busy scuffling for power and politicking until its people are ignored and shoved aside?)
Do something people!!
Well, I think I have better cause to go marching around the palace and also the whole of KL and lots of other people will be willing (and happy!) to join me. Why?
Have you notice the abominable road conditions in KL recently? Especially when it rains like now. It's horrible. Potholes appear everywhere. It's as if we were hit by cluster bombs. It's not just small holes, it's big enough to kill an innocent motorcyclist who is trying to make it home after a long day out in the crazy city.
Last year, a day after I came back from Australia after spending 2 enjoyable months in Tasmania, I took my beloved red scooter out for a ride when i suddenly started drizzling. Better head home to my aunt's house then but what do you know? On the way home, I went into a pothole covered with rain water and voila~ almost got myself killed.
I admit it. I was scooting at 80kph then but that is the normal speed we go on highways. But, for unwary motorcyclist like me who did not expect the stretches of road all of KL (especially in and near UKM + Kajang) to have so many holes all around! My tyre was busted and thank God there was a nice Indian uncle who fetch me on his bike to a workshop insteading of kidnapping me!
There have been many cases where motorcyclists like me ended up in the grave or in the hospital just because of all these stupid holes. Where are the people in charge of the maintenance? Why are our roads so bad in the first place?
I demand for a right to life safely under Article 5(1) of the Federal Constitution as well as the right enshrined under the United Nation Declaration of Human Rights.
I demand that the Government do something to protect the lives of its people, we motorcyclists who use the roads every single day of our lives!
I demand to all politicians, do your job! We didn't elect you just to sit and relax in a nice big chair and also to attend so many functions just to get your name up in the newspaper every day!
I demand that all city and town councils to check on the roads to ensure it's not covered with holes and making me go around it as if I'm in some kind of motorcross rally!
I demand that we have roads with better quality and worthy of a country who is going towards the developed status (2020... remember? or is everyone too busy scuffling for power and politicking until its people are ignored and shoved aside?)
Do something people!!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Half Naked? Definition Please...
I would like to comment on the news pertaining to some UM females who were "half naked", as quoted from our "learned" and "holier-than-thou" MP and Malaysiasiswakini.com proprietors on 4 March 2009.
Why I think that all those who were criticising these girls are pathetic and narrow-minded (as if they're still living in the 13th century, where females have to covered every single inch of their body except the face?):
1. The event's name is UM's 8th College Ladies' Day.
- If the ladies can't even wear what they want without showing any boobs or standing stark naked in the crowd during a Ladies' Day/Nite, I have no idea when we women will be able to do so.
2. Who are we to label people "half-naked"?
- Isn't that equivalent of a slander? What is the exact and precise definition of half-naked by
the way? Every single individual on planet Earth have their very own definition for what is decent and what is not.
Why can't we simply respect the difference in opinions and thoughts? Is this what we call moving forward in life, or just staying at where we are and picking on the tiny little things people do? Isn't that as bad as being a paparazzi? Seriously, if a bare-backed dress is considered half-naked, I guess that's the end of Malaysia's entertainment, fashion and modelling industry.
Maybe they prefer every single female to dress in a jubah every single day of their lives in Malaysia, preferably covering their faces to prevent them from being "tempting" to men. *roll eyes*
3. Blame the Chinese students from China.
- Well, when they can't find any scapegoats, there you have it, Chinese students from China. Somehow, Malaysian society has been stereotyping as "sluts", "wife-stealers" and what-have-you-not. Yes, they are students from Beijing. So what?
They simply have different cultures and mentality. If you don't provide a proper instruction to them in advance, why blame them when they dress in tube-dresses? Just like a Chinese student representative said, it is very normal for non-Muslim girls to dress in evening gowns like that during events and not during classes! Somehow, I don't see this guy getting an erection...
Usually, those who makes the most noise are the guilty ones...
4. Look who's talking
- Another excellent Malay proverb: The heart of a germ they can see from across the river, but the heart of an elephant right in front of their eyes they missed.
This is a classic case of a witch hunt for innocent victims. Instead of pointing fingers on people who wear clothes with lower necklines than you, try focusing on bigger issues such as poverty, literacy and improving your English!
In my opinion, these people should just stay put in this country and not go anywhere because once they step into even our neighbouring countries such as Thailand, they're bound to suffer from heart attack, high-blood pressure and shock. Why? Because everyone dresses like that during events and non-events! Can you stop them?
How about trying to study in Western countries? They throw parties bigger and wilder than ours! Do you choose not to join them and stay in your room every single day? Do you choose to stick to your gang and not see what the world has to offer?
5. What is morally wrong to one is not to another.
- Who is morally wrong? What is morally wrong? It is a very subjective question with no one being able to correctly answer it.
Who are we to condemn one person to hell and thinking we've done and excellent job on behalf of God?
Remember cases where tudung-clad girls were still caught with their pants down, having sex in public areas? What about that? Half-naked? I'm sure it was...
Jesus was upset with the Pharisees precisely because of these traits, picking on the tiny-weeny things and making people observe rules so strictly there's no room for spiritual growth at all.
They have missed the whole point of these rules. If we love God, we will act in obedience to God and His law. No one have to whip anyone like a donkey to make them obey rules.
Remember again: It is with law we are aware of sin and we are tempted to sin. Just like how Philip Yancey put it, "Tell a child not to eat cookies from the cookie jar because dinner will be ready in an hour. The thought of eating cookies wasn't there then but now, it has been awaken and the child is tempted to eat it because he is hungry and tempted, even though he knows it's wrong."
Still half-naked? I suggest that you pack your bags and head straight to the mountains and live there on your own.
Why I think that all those who were criticising these girls are pathetic and narrow-minded (as if they're still living in the 13th century, where females have to covered every single inch of their body except the face?):
1. The event's name is UM's 8th College Ladies' Day.
- If the ladies can't even wear what they want without showing any boobs or standing stark naked in the crowd during a Ladies' Day/Nite, I have no idea when we women will be able to do so.
2. Who are we to label people "half-naked"?
- Isn't that equivalent of a slander? What is the exact and precise definition of half-naked by
the way? Every single individual on planet Earth have their very own definition for what is decent and what is not.
Why can't we simply respect the difference in opinions and thoughts? Is this what we call moving forward in life, or just staying at where we are and picking on the tiny little things people do? Isn't that as bad as being a paparazzi? Seriously, if a bare-backed dress is considered half-naked, I guess that's the end of Malaysia's entertainment, fashion and modelling industry.
Maybe they prefer every single female to dress in a jubah every single day of their lives in Malaysia, preferably covering their faces to prevent them from being "tempting" to men. *roll eyes*
3. Blame the Chinese students from China.
- Well, when they can't find any scapegoats, there you have it, Chinese students from China. Somehow, Malaysian society has been stereotyping as "sluts", "wife-stealers" and what-have-you-not. Yes, they are students from Beijing. So what?
They simply have different cultures and mentality. If you don't provide a proper instruction to them in advance, why blame them when they dress in tube-dresses? Just like a Chinese student representative said, it is very normal for non-Muslim girls to dress in evening gowns like that during events and not during classes! Somehow, I don't see this guy getting an erection...
Usually, those who makes the most noise are the guilty ones...
4. Look who's talking
- Another excellent Malay proverb: The heart of a germ they can see from across the river, but the heart of an elephant right in front of their eyes they missed.
This is a classic case of a witch hunt for innocent victims. Instead of pointing fingers on people who wear clothes with lower necklines than you, try focusing on bigger issues such as poverty, literacy and improving your English!
In my opinion, these people should just stay put in this country and not go anywhere because once they step into even our neighbouring countries such as Thailand, they're bound to suffer from heart attack, high-blood pressure and shock. Why? Because everyone dresses like that during events and non-events! Can you stop them?
How about trying to study in Western countries? They throw parties bigger and wilder than ours! Do you choose not to join them and stay in your room every single day? Do you choose to stick to your gang and not see what the world has to offer?
5. What is morally wrong to one is not to another.
- Who is morally wrong? What is morally wrong? It is a very subjective question with no one being able to correctly answer it.
Who are we to condemn one person to hell and thinking we've done and excellent job on behalf of God?
Remember cases where tudung-clad girls were still caught with their pants down, having sex in public areas? What about that? Half-naked? I'm sure it was...
Jesus was upset with the Pharisees precisely because of these traits, picking on the tiny-weeny things and making people observe rules so strictly there's no room for spiritual growth at all.
They have missed the whole point of these rules. If we love God, we will act in obedience to God and His law. No one have to whip anyone like a donkey to make them obey rules.
Remember again: It is with law we are aware of sin and we are tempted to sin. Just like how Philip Yancey put it, "Tell a child not to eat cookies from the cookie jar because dinner will be ready in an hour. The thought of eating cookies wasn't there then but now, it has been awaken and the child is tempted to eat it because he is hungry and tempted, even though he knows it's wrong."
Still half-naked? I suggest that you pack your bags and head straight to the mountains and live there on your own.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Juggling Too Much On My Plate
First and foremost, I apologize for not updating my blog.
For the past 2 months, things have been very hectic and turbulent for me. As the title of this post suggested, I've been juggling too much on my plate and I think things are starting to fall off it, making me feel worthless and useless.
Fatigue and stress have been my best friends during this period of time. After preparing and going to Beijing, I came back to prepare for my competition (on the night I arrived itself!) I felt it was a joke and I felt I'm being used to get things done, to win things. I started to question whether my friends here in uni are truly genuine or manipulators trying to pry their hands on me for their own interest.
After winning the competition, I felt I should be happy. But my friends told me I don't seem glad that I will be going to Las Vegas end of March for the international round. Indeed... I felt nothing of that sort at all. Winning this competition was nothing as I felt like a puppet being pulled here and there by strings. I am very tired...
A visit to the morgue and forensics department didn't help much either. It was eye-opening and very interesting indeed to see the pathologist cut open a dead woman, just like something experienced only by medic students. However, by the end of the day, when everything had been digested...After looking at tons of gory pictures of murder victims... After witnessing the post mortem in which the person's organs were being emptied and our skin is just like a rubber suit, empty and useless....
You can't help but think if there's more to life. Somehow, looking at all these things, you'll start to lose hope in humanity, as Man can kill another brother for something as simple as a parking lot.
For once in my life, I felt utterly depress to the point of a mental breakdown. I couldn't think, eat, sleep or do anything at all. I was paralysed and numb. Nothing motivated me, not even food. My soul was desperately crying out for help but I heard no answer. I prayed and cried out to God, but all I hear was silence. Is this another dry period for me? Am I back to wandering in the desert again like the Israelites when they escaped from Egypt? Do I look at life like how Solomon did in Ecclesiastes, when everything was meaningless?
I know I can trust Jesus even when I know there's a lot of doubt inside of me. However, the fear I have right now is... How long can my trust in Him remain? Will it fade away in time and I, again, will fall into this deep abyss of depression and hopelessness?
I hope that day will never come. Never~
For the past 2 months, things have been very hectic and turbulent for me. As the title of this post suggested, I've been juggling too much on my plate and I think things are starting to fall off it, making me feel worthless and useless.
Fatigue and stress have been my best friends during this period of time. After preparing and going to Beijing, I came back to prepare for my competition (on the night I arrived itself!) I felt it was a joke and I felt I'm being used to get things done, to win things. I started to question whether my friends here in uni are truly genuine or manipulators trying to pry their hands on me for their own interest.
After winning the competition, I felt I should be happy. But my friends told me I don't seem glad that I will be going to Las Vegas end of March for the international round. Indeed... I felt nothing of that sort at all. Winning this competition was nothing as I felt like a puppet being pulled here and there by strings. I am very tired...
A visit to the morgue and forensics department didn't help much either. It was eye-opening and very interesting indeed to see the pathologist cut open a dead woman, just like something experienced only by medic students. However, by the end of the day, when everything had been digested...After looking at tons of gory pictures of murder victims... After witnessing the post mortem in which the person's organs were being emptied and our skin is just like a rubber suit, empty and useless....
You can't help but think if there's more to life. Somehow, looking at all these things, you'll start to lose hope in humanity, as Man can kill another brother for something as simple as a parking lot.
For once in my life, I felt utterly depress to the point of a mental breakdown. I couldn't think, eat, sleep or do anything at all. I was paralysed and numb. Nothing motivated me, not even food. My soul was desperately crying out for help but I heard no answer. I prayed and cried out to God, but all I hear was silence. Is this another dry period for me? Am I back to wandering in the desert again like the Israelites when they escaped from Egypt? Do I look at life like how Solomon did in Ecclesiastes, when everything was meaningless?
I know I can trust Jesus even when I know there's a lot of doubt inside of me. However, the fear I have right now is... How long can my trust in Him remain? Will it fade away in time and I, again, will fall into this deep abyss of depression and hopelessness?
I hope that day will never come. Never~
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