The darn grass is always greener on the other side....

Turn the lights down, it's time to get romantic! :P

2011-03-04T18:30:00.000-08:00

Ok so we know that music has evolved from rock ballads in the 80s, to schmaltzy ballads in the 90s, and now it has sorta transformed into the shit we hear on the radio, or iTunes, or however you listen to your music la.

No, don’t get me wrong; I do love the music they spew out these days too, putting aside that annoying Kim Kardashian song, and the Renassaince-flavor beginning of Britney Spears’ ‘Criminal.’ Seriously, feels like some sort of 1840s festival listening to the flute intro.

But meh.

Plenty of good singers out there too, and I have to admit, although people say that music those days were the bomb and such, I would beg to differ. I used to think that way, but looking back in my music playlist, I’ve gone a bit more mainstream now. Not to imply that I have the finest taste in music or anything. I admit feeling a little guilty pleasure listening to Paris Hilton.

However, I would like to say that I’m still a 90s fanatic. Michael Bolton, MLTR, Whitney Houston, Celine Dion, those boybands, Spice Girls (Yeah laugh la idiots, I know you like em too!), M and Janet Jackson, Roxette, all those la!

The 90s were filled with really really awesome music, and it’s just sad to see a decade like that past. So, to completely become part of my filler-ish post, (which is what I’m going for now), I’ll be posting forgotten songs of the 90s, to remind us all on the music we grew up with, or any great tunes we completely shunned away, or were shunned away from amidst the NSync, BB, MJ, Whitney spotlight.

Part of the fun is to unearth any gems that are amazing.

Like this one, ‘Romantic,’ by Karen White. You know her as the lady who sang ‘Superwoman.’ But she actually scored a US Billboard #1 in 1991 with this sexayyy song! And it doesn’t hurt that she looks smokin’ in the music video.

It was too bad she did not rise to become a mega star, the girl had so much potential.

Anyway, enjoy the song. And if you come across gems from the 90s, post em link here.

The way I roll.

2011-02-18T01:47:00.000-08:00

Yes, tis been a few months, (make that half a year) since I last put my thoughts into writing.

Blame it on the course. Blame it on being too busy. Blame it on actually FORGETTING I had a blog, until a certain someone pointed it out.

Random Person munching on chocolate cookies: Sooo, chafha (mouth was full), shu haf a mog?

Me: Say what now?

Random Person: A schfog.

Me: Huh??

I'm not kidding, it really did happen. And it went on for like another 2 minutes, as he tried to explain what a 'schfog' was. Which I won't put it in writing, considering bits and pieces of chocolate chip was now flying out and about. Not to mention the participation of saliva and its amylase la.

Me: Oh, you mean a blog!................... OH %&*#$@!!!!

Needless to say, here I am again. I had totally forgotten about it at one point. Maybe it was because I didn't really need an outlet to vent my anger, or probably because I was too busy filling up my free time with other random inane stuff. Like running. Or breathing.

You know, random important stuff.

But, all in all, life has been good. A few ups and downs. Some achievements, some minor mishaps.

A few laughs here and there,
a few sobs there and here,
yelling and cajoling from time to time,
all to earn me a dime.

So anyways, I'm still alive. Yeah. That's the reason this post came up.

What's in store for me?

Maybe a little poke at that whole Interlok-Pariah shebang. :)

Why I'm always tired and angry.

2010-05-22T02:07:00.000-07:00

Sometimes as I give bed baths for immobile or unconscious patients, I ponder on the steps I’ve made to get here… What I’m really doing here, in a hospital at 6.50 am, giving a bath to a patient who just came out of a bad motor-vehicular accident… Then I get back to work.

The towel goes into the basin full of soapy water.

I squeeze the extra water out just for sufficient lathering of the ‘gentle body wash’ the label of the body shampoo bottle boasts.

I put it on the patient’s feet, and clean upwards to his knees. My friend then raised his knees a bit to allow me better access.

And cusses at us he does. Not only does he curse my friend and I. Our families weren’t spared either. At one point, the anger just manifested in me to just break his neck in a coup de grace way, while the other less-violent-all-is-well side of me just sighed and reassured him, that we were just cleaning his leg, and we’re sorry, and all that bull.

So no, I did not go Rambo on him.

We were always told to think in the patients’ shoes and how we’re lucky to be helping them. But hey, we’re just human too. Sometimes we snap.

And one day I just did… (Also in a non-Rambo fashion; damn)

I was trying to explain to this particular guy that his dialysis was to be held at another dialysis centre not too far off the hospital, to which he claims that it couldn’t be possible. He had been going for his dialysis in Seremban GH for a year now.

So, considering that it was already written in his case notes that he was scheduled for a dialysis at Mawar Centre (a local dialysis centre) I told him I’d go and check it for him.
After confirming everything, I went back to him and again REASSURED (I get mad when I hear that word now) him that his dialysis was at Mawar and the hospital would provide the transport service to go there and such.

To which he yelled at me “But I’M WELFARE PATIENT! I CAN’T PAY FOR DIALYSIS AT ANOTHER CENTRE! WHO GOING TO PAY? YOU?! YOUR FATHER?!”

The whole thing caught me by surprise that I just glared at him and walked off, admitting defeat. I just gave a curt “Then you wait la uncle, the doctor will come explain.”

Throughout the whole day when I walked past him, I just refused to look at him and walked on. Yeah, not my proudest moment, but fish gotta swim. So yeah.

And come the next day, he called a friend of mine to give him a bed bath. The old guy had an amputated lower limb, so he couldn’t walk to the bathroom. And my friend called me to help. To which I groaned, saying never in a million years was I going to give him a bed bath.

But, yea la, a last minute conscience attack came in, and I had an influx of empathy at that single moment. So I approached him and asked him if he’d rather I wheel him to the bathroom and give him a shower instead; to which he smiled and agreed. Shocking.

And after the whole affair was over, he said “Thank you very much,” and as weird as it may seem, it sounded like it was heartfelt. But still I just mustered a “No problem la uncle.”

Even my clinical instructor seemed albeit a bit surprised at the fact that we managed to coax him to take a shower in the bathroom. But, I guess on some day I’m just lucky, and others, it’s a big pile of bull crap.

*

On another occasion, I met this intravenous drug user, who was one of the nicest patients I ever met. He smiled, talked nicely, and thanked us for everything we did. And yet, he abused drugs. Then again, who was I to judge him? People tend to wear gloves when they deal with clients with infectious diseases (HIV, Hep B & C, STDs and such), and this poor chap had tested positive for Hepatitis C. Yet, I decided to give him a bed bath bare-handed, to the horror of the other nurses and some doctors. Call it blind faith or stupidity, but if there were no blood on him and I did not have any cuts on my hand so I don’t see the reason on being paranoid over something like blood-borne diseases. It’s just disrespectful in my opinion.

It just teaches me that, I should be non-judgmental of people in every way possible, no matter how difficult or annoying they can be at times. Even to the point of killing them. Or just ignoring them (Since you can actually do that). But nahh. My instructors are always keen to remind me that I should put myself in their shoes.

Empathy. A very hard thing to understand and feel.

Yet, 2 years into this, of being through the worst and best, I could feel a bit of it. No, we’re not shiny gems. But when life roughs you up, you get a good polishing outta it.

*

I used to thing that doctors were the front-liners in the wards. That has changed for me now. Nurses are actually the ones who should actually take helm of this duty. After all, you’re for your patients, and no one else. Fighting for my patient was tough, but when I definitely got what I wanted for him, the feeling was more than anything I could imagine.

We had a male patient who developed an infection around his left pectorals, which progressed into an abscess. On the first day, I could see yellowish hues underneath the skin, which were the pus (nanah). And he seemed to be in pain all the time, so some standard painkillers were prescribed.

On the fourth day, when I was in charge of his cubicle, I noticed that some of the tissues had died off, leaving a blackish spot around the infected tissues. The guy was sweating, gasping, and just clutching his chest complaining of a severe pain. The pain capsules were useless obviously. This was a grown man, whimpering in pain, so you could imagine the discomfort he was going through. Oh, and he did not get any sleep last night because of the pain/

I asked another staff nurse if a stronger painkiller could be given, preferably an opioid analgesic. To which a nearby doctor who overheard our conversation replied “Oh, he’s on some pain tablets, so it’s fine.”

I remarked loudly “Well, obviously it’s not working then. He’s in so much pain, and the infected area’s necrosed. I don’t see why it can’t be given,” considering all the risks that the opioid could’ve had on him. The benefits were mucho mucho more.

The doctor mumbled something about not wanting to give an opioid drug if he might be overreacting because of the pain, and I just replied incredulously “His pulse is at 120 and blood pressure is at 230/120! Surely that is a sign right?”

The doctor, looked taken aback at one moment, and the staff nurse (an experienced one) was also on my side, and so we won. Woot.

After administering the drug, he was able to rest much better, just after telling me a bit weakly, “Thanks a lot for your help. Can sleep now too.”
A simple act of fighting for my client went a long way. And at that moment, I felt at the top of the world. It may be small for others, but, it justifies what I have studied and practiced for. And thus, semester 4 ends. 2 years more!

I need sleep.

Of being a nurse.

2010-04-09T06:15:00.000-07:00

Being a nurse is cool. No really. Although my flair for sarcasm and dry wit have dwindled over the weeks, due to waking up early, sponging patients, giving health education, changing diapers, setting up intravenous fluids, making beds, being the nicest as I can be etc etc. You know the drill la.

But throughout my weeks in the wards, I've observed and made theories which turn out to be true most of the time; about the people, and things in the ward.

- The micropore is a truly essential tool in the ward. No, scratch essential. It's a MUST NEED/HAVE. It virtually holds the universe together. Micropores are these SLIGHTLY adhesive tapes, softer than our usual generic cellotape la. Needed for almost anything. Never does a day go by without someone yelling 'MICROPORE MANA?!'

- When patients are on diapers, chances of diarrhea commencing is 99.2%(Just some fancy approximation)

- House Officers are very nice people because they're just too tired to be mean.

- Things ALWAYS go missing when you need it the most. Applies for blood sugar meter, gloves, micropore, gauze, cotton swabs and such.

- At some points in nursing, you have to be a brute. Force feeding, getting them to exercise (Forcing more like) is essential.

- The amount of gloves you need for a particular procedure is never enough. And when you stop your work halfway to look for more gloves, it'll be missing. (solution? Always carry at least for pairs of gloves inyour pockets)

- Most student nurses carry virtually everything in their pockets. Plastic bags, masks, gloves, penlights, thermometers, cotton swabs, gauzes, pen, paper, stethoscopes, small note books, alcohol swabs and mucho mucho more. If we had more pockets, we'd carry diapers in them too.

- Giving a bed bath to a patient with 10 tubes going into his/her body is possible.

- The more you try to focus and stabilize your hands in doing delicate jobs ( Dressings, removing sutures) the higher chances of screw-ups.

- Standing in the middle of the ward holding a bedsheet in one hand and a soiled diaper in another is perfectly normal.

I are at seremban.

2010-03-20T06:47:00.000-07:00

Half of semester 4 just whisked away. And the denizens of N108 find themselves in the mercy of their clinical postings. The air is thick with anticipation and tension.

They plough on ahead.

And the cafeteria's serving some hot nasi lemak. Woot.

It's another 10 weeks of postings in Seremban. 1 down, 9 to go. Once again, I find myself waiting for the weekends to come. Don't get me wrong, postings are fine, but they take the energy outta ya. Even if you don't do work all day long. Heh.

Seremban's a great place to be. The town. Not the hospital la. The food's good. It's pretty cheap, in comparison with KL. The town's pretty quaint, in it's 1950's sorta setting. This is however ruined by a Guardian Pharmacy, KFC and Ayamas there. Not that I'm complaining la.

The people on the roads, are crazy, but, somehow patient. No idea how to elaborate on this. And the weather is just nice. It rains enough, and the sun shines enough. Never have I been so blaise about the weather.

Seremban's going through its Renaissance now. UCSI (Sedaya) is planning to open a clinical school there too I believe. New housing areas and condominiums are erected (hurhurhur); along side the influx of people into Seremban. And old timer from Seremban commented that too many people are coming here in such short notice. The bubble is about to explode he observes.

Maybe so.

Dad/Appa/Boss followed me to Seremban the other day. He contemplated retiring here. And I get why. Many retireees are here. It's a peaceful area. (At least my portion of Seremban is. I keep forgetting that seremban is actually like... big). And they serve good food. People tend to be more friendly here too. And surprise surprise there're a lot of english speaking people here. Added bonus for some so called self-proclaimed coconuts and bananas la.

Just the other day I was in the temple trying to figure out how to say 'I want to perform some prayers' in Tamil, when the priest just whipped up a perfect "Do you want to do an Archanai?" (offering/prayers/or something - don't ask me the direct translation of this) Needless to say I was relieved la. I'd rather pretend I was deaf and mute than have people laugh at my fragile Tamil. Still working on Tamil though.

Other than that. It's pretty much same old same old. On one hand, it has clean air at some parts. On the other, there's a jusco, tesco and parkson. Nice.

A review. Joy.

2010-02-16T19:15:00.000-08:00

Ok, transitioning from a very highly sensitive topic on my last post, it’s time for a little superficial, mundane post; the review of Percy Jackson & The Lightning Thief.

Watching the trailer, I had pretty high hopes for this movie, considering it had the elements of Greek Mythology incorporated into it. Greek deities often fascinated me, even back to my days as a seven year old, where we had storybooks of Jason and the Argonauts, Hercules, Perseus, and the likes of it.

I expected the movie to be more Divine Bickering, and less Teen Drama. Heck, I did not expect teen drama at all. Nada! Zilch! And what do they give me?? A 2 hour random mess on imbalanced hormones, impulsive behavior, sheer luck and random corny dialogues that left me wondering whether Greek deities were just THAT weak, and uhm… Dumb?

*Spoilers ahead ah*

The movie starts off pretty well, until they start showing this Zac Efron wannabe/lookalike/carbon copy submerged in a swimming pool looking dumbfounded as though he’s trying to make potty. And yadda2 school stuff, museum, Oh Hello Pierce Brosnan! And in like 15 minutes, Percy Jackson is son of Poseidon! Joy. And he’s accused of stealing Zeus’ lightning bolt. (Being the leader of Olympia, you’d think Zeus would actually have a good hiding spot for his bolt.)

Then, Oh, infirmary?? Narnia Potter much? I just have a bone to pick with these movie goers. The movie is set in like… 2010? Ok, the millennium at the very least la! Why does the training camp have to be like a freaking Renaissance Fair?? Why can’t they have normal chalets, and such? Why does it always have to be goatskin tents, twigs and leaves for fire and such? You’d wonder as DemiGods, they’d have some perks to it!

Oh, here comes teen drama! Annabeth is the daughter of Athena. She has huge eyes that shine. She’s awesome with the sword, and she has issues. And here comes Percy Jackson to fight here, with no experience whatsoever; and he loses, AT FIRST. Then he invokes the great power in him and defeats Annabeth and her platoon. Oh Hello Narnia!

Oh I forgot! Pierce Brosnan’s a centaur. And they made him wear a beard. I guess it’d be weird, if he had that James Bond look and swagger on a centaur’s body. He’d be all… ‘My name is Bond. James Bond. *Neighs*.’

So now, after a day of showing how awesome he is, Percy Jackson decided to graduate of Renaissance Fair Training Academy to go look for his mother, and apparently the lightning bolt that was stolen. And some random son of Hermes, Luke decides to give them a map, a good shield, and some flying shoes! And this son of Hermes emo-es on the fact he never met his father, the Gods are selfish, yadda yadda, I hate them and all that.

At this point, I turned to my friend, and concluded that Luke was indeed the Lightning Thief.

And I was right.

So, adventure, adventure, fight, conflict, drama, romance, a bit of lame comedy here and there, and I’m left wondering what the Greek deities were doing at a time like this.

Athena, aren’t you the Goddess of Wisdom? Can’t you find the bolt?

The movie doesn’t boast much of anything. All elements were mediocre. The dialogues, the jokes, the action; and the only highlight of the show was Uma Thurman as Medusa. She was awesome. Even when she was dead, she was awesome. When they waved her decapitated head around, she was awesome. So the whole movie was actually overshadowed by this element, really.

The teen drama didn’t get much better. For Annabeth, she was just downright useless. Athena was an awesome battle strategist, and I’d hope a war would’ve broken out, and this young, full of potential girl could use her brain to devise something downright genius; but no. All she did was fire arrows, looked pretty, said pretty obvious, redundant statements, and well, swish her hair around.

The Satyr/ Goat guy; was okay. He had a few funny lines, kept us laughing with his goofball shenanigans. Other than that, nothing special.

Another good thing that came out of the show (besides Uma Thurman) was Percy Jackson’s mad water-bending skills! The effects were great during the final battle, but it was only about 30 seconds. So, that’s that. Joy.

I would’ve enjoyed this movie had I been 9-12 years old. I expected polished dialogues, better casts, and a solid, smooth story line. But in the writer’s defense, 2 hours isn’t enough to actually make a good movie with less gaping plotholes. If it were a series, it might’ve been better.

I hereby give this movie a 3/10! Sad, I know.

Assalamualaikum. My name is Chakra.

2010-01-07T08:54:00.000-08:00

Ok, so everyone’s jumping on the bandwagon. I think, for a new year, we’d see new hope. New visions. New mindsets and such. A new Malaysia. And when I say a new Malaysia, it’s not the infrastructures, the smooth roads, (and even the ones full of potholes at Shah Alam), or even the cars.

I talk about the people of Malaysia.

Now, that I have that in the retrospect, it’s time to delve into the issue that would normally have me sitting by the side of the road, shaking my head, and watch the constant contradiction between 2 major sides happen, albeit like a tennis match here.

The usage of the name Allah by the Herald. I’m not gonna do a recap for ya’ll. Read the newspaper and such on that.

Okay. Things like these usually have me at the side of the court. Or on the fence. When we talk about religion in Malaysia, it’s like being a cross-dresser walking in the streets of Jamaica. You’d be bashed up; verbally or physically. Period. And most of my friends are Muslims, and for the sake of not hurting their feelings, I won’t say much. I respect the religion, but I respect my friends more. As I’ve said, or written before this, the religion is never a measuring stick of a person’s credibility. The character of a person is.

With that being said, I apologize beforehand to all who might find my writing offensive and such. And if you do wish to comment on the situation or disagree with me, do so in a civilized manner. I’m no God of the world, but I can delete them useless comments. That’s MY divine intervention.

I’m not going to talk about the legal battles pertaining to this issue. I don’t wish to dissect and do a post-mortem of the case, and post my comment. That’s all the newspapers’ job.

I’ll comment on this as a whole.

These past few days, religious groups have been popping up Facebook. Not for spiritual enlightenment, no. It actually came up BECAUSE of this very issue. 2 groups in particular caught my eye. And these 2 groups have opposite goals and such. I’ll just put the address here for you to see and decide who you think it right.

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=227724322514&ref=search&sid=726659216.4085029105..1

And the other.

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?v=wall&ref=nf&gid=248123628088

All I can say is, if YOU KEEP TALKING LIKE THIS, IT WOULD SEEM THAT YOU’RE VERY VERY VERY ANGRY AND GRRRARGHDIEEE!!!!

Meanwhile, the other website seemed more peaceful. Man, it is true!! It’s all about the presentation!! :P

Okok, jokes aside la.

Everyone has their own opinions over the matter. Some seem to agree with the court’s decision, some don’t. Others just shrug their shoulders and go on having their coffee. We seem to become more opinionated however, when the issue is politicized or smeared with an icing of racial or religious issue.

Personally, I don’t see what the big hullabaloo is. Some say the name Allah is translated, and actually purely synonymies the Lord, or God. Upon talking to a Muslim, he explains however, that Allah is especially pertained for the Muslims only, and it means something that only the Muslims can relate to. Or, that’s what he said, I would hope to believe, to summarize.

I read what both sides have to say. Referring to other websites, asking people questions, until I had an epiphany. A revelation.

What does it matter if 600 years ago, this happened? Or 502 years ago that happened? People from either side are opening their history books, riffling through it looking for a loophole. Some are putting articles that are dated wayyyyyyyy back, which as fascinating and interesting as it is, doesn’t serve a purpose for me. True, we want proof and such.

Think for a second;

On second thought, make it a minute all of you. What does it matter what was done hundreds of years ago? What does it matter what other faiths want to name their deity? I’ve said the name Allah a dozen million times and I did not become a Muslim. Neither did my Muslim friends become confused when I said Allah.

Muslim friend: Darn, I forgot to bring my notebook today.
Me: Ya Allah.
Muslim friend: OMG I’m CONFUSED! AM I MUSLIM OR HINDU???? YOU SAID THE ‘A’ WORD!!!!

Neither is it a confusion when I say ‘Assalamualaikum.’ And I can spell that correctly without googling it mind you. It just means ‘peace be upon you’ no? But sadly, I’ve met people who’ve said this to my face.

Me: Hey man, Assalamualaikum.
Friend: You can’t say that la! You’re not Muslim!
Me: Urm, ok. Ni hao then.

But I Digress.

The name Allah is used by many. The reason the Christians use it, is because their publication runs in the Malay language. So, as to translate the name ‘Lord’ or ‘God’, they opted for Allah instead. I have Christian friends at Sabah and Sarawak. Upon asking them if the name ‘Allah’ made them confused, they just shook their heads and said

“Well, it pertains to God. What’s there to be confused about? It’s just in another language, that’s it.”

To me, my faith is never tested. Regardless what the name of my God is. And believe you me, the Hindus HAVE PLENTY. Which are representations of different aspects of life. And I certainly won’t go berserk and join a facebook group ‘Membantah penggunaan nama Vishnu oleh golongan bukan Hindu’ if a non-Hindu friend of mine said the word ‘Vishnu’ out of nowhere. That’s just crazy.

It would seem that if your faith is strong, and you have a good foundation on it, no one can take it away from you. God tests us, to see how we fare. And with that, I end this brouhaha. Happy new year kids!

Eywa!

2009-12-26T03:04:00.000-08:00

Ok, so here’s what I have to say about James Cameron’s Avatar.

The first half of the movie has the most dialogues for me. Then from thereon forward, it’s a mind-dazzling display of cinematography.

Sigourney Weaver was awesome in this movie. She was the only one for me that was well casted. The others were just bleh.

You know the movie really is awesome when you wish you were a Na’vi. You wanna climb tall trees, fly on those mean birdies, are hitch a ride on the ‘Last Shadow’. The action, the humor, and the dialogues were good. At some moments, you question the main character’s credibility by him throwing away his belief on the entire human race, and turning to fight against them.

Man, the humans are represented as exploitative, greedy, inhuman (how ironic), and rude. Which is somewhat really true.

Behind the special effects, arrays of dazzling colors and storyline is a deep message. The way we treat Mother Nature. When the Na’vi kills something, they utter a prayer for the creature they had slain, thanking it for the flesh it’s about to offer and such. When a tree is destroyed by the humans, they cry. The connection the Na’vi feels with the forest is linked by an unexplainable bond.

The message is clear really. We should appreciate where we’re living in. And IF we do go to another planet, respect their people’s culture too.

Ok, back to the movie again. The storyline isn’t so perfect. But, they make up for the effects and all, as I’ve said earlier. The movie is almost 3 hours by the way, but worth every second of it. Too bad the idiot snoring next to me had to ruin it for me for at least 1 hour in the movie.

To watch or not to watch the movie? Watch!

To re-watch or not to re-watch the movie? Re-Watch!

To become a Na’vi or not to become a Na’vi? Become!

I can’t wait for the trilogy!

Less is more. At least that's what they all say.

2009-12-22T03:47:00.000-08:00

Gah, my sem 3 results are out. Shocking. I scored an A for a paper I studies the least for, with a low assignment score to accompany it. How's that even possible??

Not that I'm not thankful. Hey, an A is an A, be it a - or a +.

Someone commented that I was being a tad bit too serious with my blog posts, with HIV, nursing and such, and all I can reply is

'Well, whaddya want me to write about??'

To which he didn't have an answer for. Ok, nvm, onto more serious matters! The Princess and the Frog! Dum dum dum, dumdumdum, dumdumdum! (yea wrong movie I know, but it could happen!)

I had a great time watching it. Period. You know how the ending is gonna be like. You know there has to be an introduction, the exposition, the climax, the betrayal part, the fight against evil, good triumphs over evil, the lovers have... oh wait. wrong genre.

Moving along.

What gives this movie an edge over the other movies, is the fact that it pays tribute to where the setting is, New Orleans. Jazz, and broadway. Mmmmm. You can just smell the music that emanates from the back ground. The songs were shamelessly infused with heavy broadway essence which was something I really loved.

You can't stop but just enjoy every single bit of the movie. The feeling of criticizing the movie is long gone, cause you'd just feel to guilty about complaining about a feel-good movie. Damn heart-string-pulling-genres Walt Disney seems to be good at. But it's all fair in love and movie productions.

It's a really must watch, for all you jazz lovers out there. And it doesn't hurt that the movie has witty dialogues, and silly moments that'd make you laugh la. Go. Spend that money. Get a popcorn while you're at it. It's all worth it.

Of HIV and shaking hands.

2009-12-17T21:48:00.000-08:00

It's no secret that the spread of HIV is getting more prevalent. I would say more rampant than the Influenza H1N1. But, the media chooses to cover the flu more closely, like it's a celebrity sex tape and all. Don't get me wrong, the flu is serious business, but, with the media attention that it gets, one from the healthcare field, (or any other field for that matter) may ponder for a moment; is all the attention worth it?

Let's bring some light into this issue. I've worked in the hospitals before. And from what I see, people DIE of anything but the flu. Well, that's what my experience dictates. Don't get me wrong that the H1N1 issue should be taken lightly; it is serious. But, the spread of HIV, and other diseases should be brought up front too no?

I had the pleasure of actually meeting someone with HIV+ . She contracted it from her husband apparently. Although nervous, I did ask her a few questions, since she was a counsellor for HIV+ people; and her answers really did enlighten me. For one, the media doesn't really focus much on this, as they should.

When I say 'Media focus', I'd hope that they would bring it out into the open, that it isn't a disease that can be contracted via a handshake. Crushing the stigma of the public's perception over the disease is imperative, before we can actually prevent the spread of the disease. My friend recalled an experience, that when she introduced herself as a HIV+ person, people withdrew their hands to avoid handshakes.

I guess hugs and kisses were out of the question too.

I also met a Chinese chap about my age in the wards. Very well educated, doing his degree and all, fluent in English, and he had good looks too. He had a STD, known as syphilis. He was somewhat shy to admit it, but once we got talking, he was actually eager to entertain my curiosity. He admitted to having multiple sexual partners and whatnots, and regretted every moment of it.

Although one could easily judge his every decisions that very moment, I kept my opinions to myself.

Some nurses were unkind though. Behind his back, they'd remark:
'Tu la, siapa suruh gatal sangat?' or something along the lines of 'Kids now days are just plain bad la' while munching on their karipaps and kuih lapis, depending on what's on the pantry tables.

One can't help feel angry and annoyed. Who are they to pass snide remarks of other people. It's easier to throw stones on others when you THINK you're on higher ground. That's what sucks bout us humans. We love throwing stones. Figuratively.

I enjoyed talking to the guy. He had humor and wit, and interacting with him made me realize, syphillis wasn't what made him. He was just a normal human, who was sick. That was about it. The specialist tending to him, was also a very understanding man. He explained the progression of the disease to the boy, and ensured him that syphilis was very much treatable.

It's the attitude of these kinds of professionals that make what I do, see or hear worth every minute of it. True, it doesn't benefit me in terms of health or wealth, but, at least I view the world in a more positive sorta way. Sorta. Some idiots love ruining it for me though.

So, keep the stigma at bay. If we get rid of the negative mindset, half the battle is won.

The ongoings of the world.

2009-12-12T17:25:00.000-08:00

Right about now, there're some political conspiracies going on in Papua New Guinea.

And there's a plot to assassinate some very important people. (Perhaps Uncle Quakers)

There's also a natural disaster coming our way, date unknown. (Pigeon poop)

Somebody's also planning to steal some money from some place with lots of money. (the piggy bank)

I think an accident is gonna happen today. (Vehicular, out of wedlock child, any accidents)

Me? Just reduced from holiday freeloader to house-cleaner. I've gotta mop, and clean, and fold and wipe. Bah.

But since I have a bit of free time, I was wondering bout the current erm... madness? (in a good way madness) of the Twilight and New Moon saga. The books, the movies, the people and such.

I'm not a big fan of the whole baa-baas, but I sorta get why people, go crazy over the whole thing. What I don't get is why do girls melt at the sight of an anemic looking hero? For the love of blood transfusions, U'd think a vampire would actually be like... red? from all the blood drinking, but they're somehow too pale. Ironic. But, feh.

Yea, as a friend said, "I wouldn't have casted it any better," and cue the vampire, the werewolf, the sheepdog (is it in the movie?) and others. I wouldn't have casted it any better either. Ashley Greene is enticing as Alice Cullen. Although she has a boyfriend in the movie... boo.

yes, this is a completely irrelevant filler-like post. Nothing much to say.

The update

2009-12-05T19:19:00.000-08:00

My god, it's December already! Where did the year go?

I can still remember my first stint in Port Dickson, where we (my batchmates and I) were clueless in the healthcare profession. Time certainly polished and refined us. Though we don't sparkle like a 5-carat diamond yet, we're somewhere near aluminium already.

My 4 weeks in Hospital Sungai Buloh, and another 6 weeks in Hospital Tuanku Ja'afar, Seremban certainly did a lot on me. The exhaustion. The multitaskings, and such. Sungai Buloh wasn't much of a hassle. The hospital was new, and there weren't many patients.

Seremban however, was an entirely different story. Lack of things in the ward, added with the amount of patients coming in, plus grumpy co-workers could really drive you over the deep end. Thankfully, my emotions were still in check, and i didn't snap at anybody. I think.

Seremban was another sad case. It made me realize that people just die even though you've done your best to help them. Somethings are just out of your control. At most times, it's predictable. As a nurse, when you're at the patient's bedside most of the times, you develop some sort of intuition regarding the patient's prognosis.

A particular patient of mine, came in with a mild chest infection. Yet, after a week of nursing her, I could see the deterioration in her condition and such. My clinical instructor, was with me on the time of the ward rounds. She asked me to touch my patient's feet and explain what I felt. The skin was moist, yet eeringly cold. 'Cold and clammy skin' as my instructor explained. Out of the patient and family's cubicle, she mentioned that this can be an ominous sign that her end is nearing, coupled with the patient's poor response to her surroundings.

Needless to say, my patient passed away an hour later. Shocking, as it may seem, it was rather said. Sadder, when the patient's daughter took our hands (my friend and I) and thanked us profusely for helping her mother out in such trying times. It's still a learning process... Gah.

When it's predictable, it's ok. However, when death comes as a shock, how do we react to that? I've had experience nursing clients with poor prognosis and whatnots, due to cancer, liver cirrhosis, end stage kidney failures, and even sever multiple infections due to AIDS; and most of our care pertains to the palliative side. That, in other words, means 'care for the dying'.

I did learn though, this one particular day, that, a seemingly stable person could go from ok, to the whole opposite, in a matter of minutes.

I was busy doing a wound dressing for this particular old lady with multiple bedsores. (Took me 2 hours to slice through the dead skin and flesh and whatnots, and to also irrigate, wash and pack the wounds. 2 hours is bloody long btw, but she had like 7 wound sites... ), and anyways, the patient in the next bed, was a young girl, 22 years of age.

She came in due to food poisoning (if i'm not mistaken), severe vomiting and diarrhea, and also breathlessness. That morning, my friend and I changed this particular girl's bedsheets and pillow cases. She could talk to us, and seemed friendly. She was on an oxygen mask, and all. Nothing was out of the ordinary. The vomiting had stopped, and she seemed very lethargic. That was about it.

So, while I was doing this wound dressing for this old madame (@ 12noon), I could hear this young girl screaming and yelling, like she's in pain. She pulled out her intravenous lines and was thrashing about. (I couldn't see what was going on, since we had curtains over my patient's cubicle, but judging by the people trying to calm her down, the creaking of the old hospital bed, and the muffled sounds and such, one could guess.)

I sorta had a feeling that she might have a severe plunge in her condition. No idea why, I just had an inkling. But, I had to dismiss any thoughts, since the wound dressing required more attention...

After my wound dressing, I packed my things, and went straight for lunch. Yes, I know I should've checked on the young girl, but with the amount of people being there, I did not want to be a bother. She was crying. And that was the last I heard, when I went for my lunch.

Half an hour later, on returning to the ward, I noticed the curtains were drawn around the young girl. The 'teet, teet' sounds you normally hear and see on TV was emanating throughout the whole ward. It's as if everyone was quiet for some unknown puprose. Curiosity got the better of me, and when I went in, the anesthesiologist was there. They were gonna mechanically intubate this girl. She suffered a respiratory collapse, apparently. Shockingly enough, even though she was stabilized and all, she passed on bout half an hour later.

Most of us didn't take the news well. Some were just in a state of complete disbelief. The veteran nurses shook their heads, talked to the family, and went on with their work. And the cycle goes on.

I'd end my update here for now. My finals are over, and I would just love to get that rest i've been vying for. Meep.

Do do do do do, the DoDo bird went extinct.

2009-11-28T08:49:00.000-08:00

Yes folks, there used to be a dodo bird, and yes it's extinct. No, I'm not entirely too sure if it did make those 'do do do do do' sounds. Anyways, for the first time in 7 months, I digress once again! On writing!

I are back-eth!

It's been 7 months, and yes, I know, it's long. I always apologize whenever I'm back from a hiatus... but not this time. Yes, this time I'll be providing excuses on why I couldn't make it.

I was busy with my course
throughout july to september, I was playing Ragnarok Online
October to November, I was in seremban.

There, not too bad for 7 months, yes?

I'm back to just state that I'm alive. And not too well. But, more seasoned in life.

More Mursing up ahead. Thou shall sleep now. Night,

The tale of 2 cockroaches.

2009-04-07T04:41:00.001-07:00

It's no big secret I despise cockroaches.

I mean, how could anyone learn to like em? It's mind-boggling-ly fast, it's brown, and it flies.
It's like having a shiny, brown flying turd buzz around with such high velocity to make you scream out all your great-grandparents name in the pitch of Minnie Ripperton when she sings 'Loving you'.

Ahem.

So, basically, I was back home in Shah Alam for the weekends, and it occured on a Sunday night. I was planning to get back to campus on Monday morning, and I had a test around 10am. (Which I barely studied for)

So, I was sleeping la, around, 12am or so? And it was so hot, and stuffy in my room. It's like sleeping in a small square shaped space, with poor ventilation, with the ceiling fan recycling the hot air around it, and throwing steamy air right back at you at high speed.
And then, I felt something creeping on my legs, but I sorta dismissed it, for an itch.

It became more prevalent, and I leaped out of bed. Not the way Mulan jumps. More like when Danny DeVito jumps over a ledge when he's chased by bad guys. Not to imply that I'm fat and short. (any titterings will be met with cruel injustice of the syringe)

Zoomed ahead to the switches, and I turned the lights on. And I looked at my bed, and there wasn't anything on it. I sorta sighed a sigh (what else) of relief, and looked down; and lo and behold, there it was. right next to my small toe, was a huge cockroach.

Quickly opened my door and ran into the kitchen I did. No, I'm not gonna cover it up. I pretty much get chickened by a roach. So, I reached for the Aerosol, and looked for the penyapu lidi. It's basically that broom made out of long, fine sticks, and bound together by a rafia string.

I don't know if it was judgment, or punishments for my past life, but when I reached for the penyapu lidi, then string just gave way, and all the fine long sticks/lidi dropped on the floor!
Wtf wey?!

I cursed till the cows came home, and just decided to pick as much of lidis as I can, and held it with my hands. Wasn't much, but, who cares. It came to the point, I just fumigated my room with the aerosol spray. When I went in to check whether it was dead, my somewhat sensitive ears (it is true, that when you face imminent danger, your senses boost tenfold) picked up the sound of the roach flying behind me.

Do note, that I sprayed the aerosol on the floor of my room. (And it was quite oily)

I ran out of my room again and tripped on this oily floor, and fell on my side. Needless to say I had a bruised hip for like 3 days. ouch. Imagine, a small critter able to kick me out of my room effortlessly. Twice!

Oh, and what happened to the penyapu lidi I held in my hand? I let go of it when i fell, and it now laid strewn IN MY ROOM!

Sorta had to crawl out of my room there, and headed back to the kitchen. Gathered the lidis and tied a rafia string tightly. And that's when another roach appeared. It was just laying there quietly at the corner of the kitchen, minding it's own business actually. But, the pain, suffering and humiliation had made a brute outta me.

Without spraying the aerosol, I moved in for the kill, smashing its exoskeleton repeatedly with my brutal... smashing? So, the kitchen corner was taken care of. Poor guy, when I think about it now. It was merely in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

One down, another to go. Headed back to the room, for the bane of my sleeptime. And there it was on the floor, weakened by my superior aerial apparatus of amazing-ness. (the aerosol la) And it was sorta wiggling, and half dizzy.

I knew it was now or never. It was big, and I sorta still feared it. Chanelled my energy, I did, and brought forward all thoughts that made me very angry, to combat fear. Forget happy thoughts, angry was the new black.

Ran in and gave it my first blow!

(thought of the time I ran out of coffee sachets in the midst of studying for STPM)

SMACK!

(the time an idiot irritated me with his non-existent wit)

SMACK!

(the time my car got hit by another)

SMACK!

(the time I slipped and fell on the floor which was like, 15 minutes ago)

Quadruple-embedded-strength WHACK!

and there it lay... still moving. I was panting like mad, and sweating; also like mad. (never really understood the term, but wth)

Easily disposed of it and I saw a standing fan in the living room. Plugged it in my room, mopped the floor, cleaned the areas, and yes, collected the lidis, and I went to sleep, feeling so damn proud of myself.

(sorry, the epilogue sounded dry; I just ran out of juice)

Yay. No,seriously. Yay!

2009-04-04T06:27:00.000-07:00

Finally, after a month after scavenging, cajoling, crawling, battling, begging, pleading, and such.

(no, I wasn't negotiating an increase on my monthly allowance with my parents)

Class tests are finally over!! Yea!
For the past 4 weeks, the denizens of Nursing 2008 were subjected to murderous, villainous class tests. Such was the scheming terror they had, they ambushed us with such evil ingenuity.

Well, it was partially my fault that I confused dates in the timetable.

But all in all, it wasn't a messy affair. Managed to answer most of the questions.

We have a new PM. Well, Mr. Najib, good luck. That's all I'm gonna say.

The tests. ZE TESTU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2009-03-27T05:50:00.000-07:00

With the flurry of tests I had to go through these past few weeks, would've just made an entire Paris civilization stop making love.

It was THAT anticlimatic.

Class tests here. Class tests there.

Communicable disease, Microbiology, Parasitology, Pharmacology, Anatomy, Physiology...

Suicidalogy.

Massacre-ology.

Shoot-ology bunnies-logy.

Anyway... there were too many tests, that it was really taking its toll on the denizens of N108.

Friend: What's cholera?

Me: Err.... A disease?

Friend: Of?

Me: Well, they'll get diarrhoea, and rice-watery stools... And dehydration's the main cause of death kan?

Friend: Eh, how you spell *cirit-birit* ah? (ignoring my answer to her question)

Me: D-I-R-R-H-E... eh wait...
D-I-A-R-R-H-E-A?
Ey (to the class) how to spell diarrhoea??

after getting the answers;, and wasting 10 minutes in that process due to unnecessary gabbling and poobahs...

Friend: So, what's cholera?

Me: A type of fish?

Well, the tests weren't so bad. Just had a run it with some cough and sniffles... But I shall be fine! Thou shalt smite germs with thou's trusty sterile Forceps and alcohol swabs!

And, end.

It's an epidemic.

2009-03-07T01:50:00.000-08:00

Sneeze, cough, rub nose, cough, sneeze, snot dripping.

Yep, doesn't make a Saturday get any better than this.

I have to make a long write up. Too many short posts, makes the readers think I've gone superficial. (yes, iknowtherearentanyreadersSTFU)

Sigh, it's finally come down to this. Talking to myself.

Oh who gives nuts anyways....

The Perak thing has gotten way over hand la.
Will the Opposition and Government, please put down your bloody pitchforks-for-tongue & acid-for-saliva and get on with how to make Malaysia a better place to live in...

I wanted to write something here, but i sneezed 5 times, and I forgot the point.

Too many demonstrations going around here... Too many out-of-this-world assemblies! Too many motorcycles on the streets. Too many health conscious people jogging in the park, thus distrupting my run. Oy! go back home and be fat la! Sigh. Why do KL-ites have to be so health conscious?

As for the Rempits, am I allowed to disable their brakes so that when they pull up onone wheel, and they'll somehow fall backwards and ~~die~~ escape unharmed?

Yes; this cold is making a sadist outta me.

The country seems to be in the midst of chaos, yet it's still on the superficial level. I just hope it won't escalate. Don't want them to declare a state of emergency. Which mamak shop am I supposed to patronize after that?

And, I love 'If this isn't love' by Jennifer Hudson. Yes, I know this song is a few weeks/months old... took me long enough to hear it, so, shut yer traps.

And I need coffee....

Oshkoshbegosh!

2009-02-28T20:43:00.001-08:00

A look at my timetable for this semester induces squirells to kill and devour their young. It's just that scary.

A look at the 'Nutrition and Dietetics' course's timetable induces rabbits to multiply. So damn productive. They sometimes start class at 4pm. 4-(What the hell am i supposed to do in between)-PM!!!! ARGH!

And I'm slaving over here... with 9am to 5pm classes. The only solace is that it passes quite quickly; and a week in Bukit Jalil is, like... fast. (sue me for not having any suitable adjectives... my vocabulary has been 'blah' these couple of days)

Turns out I'm gonna be posted in Tung Shin Hospital again, for 8 weeks, starting in April.

gah.

And, that's how a month of IMU has brought me down to. I need coffee damnit. Not the 3-in-1. Strong, mocha espresso, topped with ice-cream, full-cream, whipped-cream, and... a cherry. For the glucose level.

Sem 2.

2009-02-07T19:24:00.002-08:00

Okay, so now I’m officially a semester 2 student. Nahh, I’m still in my first year, so, I’m practically still a freshman there, so to speak. Just when I thought I could really focus on extra curricular activities this time, IMU slaps me with my timetable for this semester.

The concentration of our classes per day was so high each of us needed to be resuscitated due to excess amount of foams forming at the mouths. I needed to be called back from the other world, but that’s another story.

So, basically, this semester, I’m learning:

Health Assessment – the art and science, of assessing a patient, to deliver nursing care. No, it’s tough. Yes, it’s subjective. And no, I do actually like the class. There’s one session where we learn bout breast examinations. No, that’s not why I love this module. I’m too young to be a dirty old man.

Pharmacology for Nurses – This is where we study the medications. How, why, where, when, who and such. Effects of the meds, reactions, side effects, and so on. It’s too heavy at some areas, but, boleh la. Paracetamol anyone?

Basic Medical Sciences : This is basically my anatomy, physiology and biochemistry. Learning about the renal (kidney) system, bones, muscles, and all that jazz this time. Specificity in the parts of the body is stressed here, since we have to learn about the diseases arising from different parts of the body next semester.

Microbiology and Parasitology for Nurses – well, it’s self-explanatory, this one here. My lecturer asked me to give an example of a parasite. I quietly muttered “He whose face always comes out in the newspapers….” Much to no one’s chagrin I might add.

Nursing for Communicable Diseases – I’m not so sure about this one. I basically thought it’s about nursing people who could talk. But, that’s a little on the loose end… So, I think it’s nursing for infectious diseases… Tuberculosis, blablabla.

*
Well, I guess it’s time to just show a picture of us during the postings. It’s long overdue. Can’t wait for my posting this time. 8 weeks! I’m actually looking forward to it.

Back row (L to R): Toyin, Malathi, Rachel, Ms Lee, Ms Eliza, Dr MB, Praveena, Me.

Front row (L to R): Calvin, Caryn, Shi Yee, Kelly.

Lost.

2009-02-06T08:46:00.000-08:00

Just before starting the 1st day of my second semester, a bad news hit most of us ex-SMKSSAAS 6th formers real bad on the face.

We're all familiar with newspapers, aren't we? Often times, we'll read bout the fluctuating petrol prices, sales, and if from Harian Metro : 'Remaja skodeng nenek mandi'.

And quite often, we'd read bout murder, kidnap, and ransom demand cases. I don't tune out, but rather just shake my head and wonder what's the world coming to. 5 minutes later, I'd forget about it, and move on with my life.

But, on Sunday, the feeling I experienced reading about a kidnap cum murder story, OF A FRIEND, is something I will never forget.

I had just gotten a text message saying a friend of mine from STPM had passed away. Shocked, I was... But... the underlying reason behind his demise shocked me further. The cause, reason behind his death came out in the Monday newspapers.

Guramardev Singh, or Dev, we affectionately knew him, was a friend to all of us. He, (some girls would put it), had a cheeky smile, which radiated on his face. He was a friendly guy, someone polite, someone good. I may not have been his closest friend, but, it's a shock nonetheless to find someone I know, someone decent, be robbed of his life.

I was, furious. Yes, extremely furious, when 3, not 1, not 2, but 3 other fucking Newspapers flashed the title 'Mayat Warga Asing ditemui di ladang kelapa sawit'!

Hai, such is the stupidity of such reporters to not thoroughly examine the case, or there might be some reason behind it. I'm just so... tuned out, I can't even string angry words together...

To where ever you are man, I wish you well. I know you're in a better place. Rest in peace.

I'm bored.

2009-01-24T03:59:00.000-08:00

judging by the overflowing comments I got on my return; I'd say a whole lotof you miss me out there. (Yes, I'm still as sarcastic as ever, I think)

Anyway, Edwan, the Tasmanian Devil, in more ways than one... tagged me. He decided to pull me in his boredom-ness whirpool thingy.

So, here goes....

1. Do you think you're HOT?
Well, some people think so, so, let's go with a yes. ;)

Upload your favourite picture (s) of you:

3. Why do you like that picture?
I photoshopped the hell out of it. Lack of pimples, better proportioned teeth, slightly smaller nose. No, the budgie's real. And awesome.

4. When was the last time you ate pizza?
Last Sunday. How is this crucial?

5. The last song u listened to?
Norah Jones - Turn me on

6. What are u doing rite now besides this?
wondering what possesed me to do a tag, and uploaded a picture of me, for that matter!

7. What name would u prefer besides yours?
I'm partial on Jason. Or... John. Or Darren. But Chakra's fine.

8. People I Tag:
I'm not tagging anyone... Sue me.

(Normal blogging will resume after Chinese New Year. Sorry for the fillers)

2009

2009-01-20T01:54:00.000-08:00

Yes HELLO! HI! I'm still alive, thank you for asking!

Blogging will resume after Chinese New Year. I'm busy enjoying the holidays, and am just too tired to blog.

This? Well, this is a social call.

So, see you guys soon, and Happy Chinese New Year to all of you celebrating!

New year resolutions? Blog more, laugh more, eat less, and kill more roaches.

My 2 sen on the Yoga hullabaloo

2008-11-26T07:27:00.000-08:00

I'm not gonna say anything.

It's funny, ridiculous, and utterly disappointing statement from an important official who didn't bother to do a research (actually going to observe a yoga class in session would be out of the question, no?)

Well, I actually said something about it la. Couldn't resist.

What do you guys think about it? Share, spill, dish, and say.

Of mursing, and continuous bladder drainages...

2008-11-21T21:03:00.000-08:00

It's down to the last week of my hospital attachment! FINALLY!

Not that I didn't enjoy my work or anything, but, having to wake up at 4.30am almost every morning to catch the first LRT to Plaza Rakyat can make the worst out of everyone.

And add that to the fact, you're caffeine deprived, sleepy, and you're expected to be the most caring, hospitable person ever, in the... well, hospital.

Plus the fact I clean poop every morning before using the very same hands to eat my bread embolised with chocolate cream in it. Yes, I can finally just smell shit and eat bread without getting nauseated! Eat your heart out!

And, it's come to the point of my life that I've learnt that being a total bitch in the work place, can realy break you, in a setting where you actually need to work well with everyone to achieve the optimal thingy.

So, since Syaza ranted on the fact that my last entry had no substance, (which I have to agree with....) I decided to just write a little about what I do in Port Dickson Hospital (PDH) and Tung Shin Hospital (TSH).

No offense to PD, but Tung Shin exceptionally kicks PDH's butt in every single department. Even the category of 'best looking female nurses' can easily go to Tung Shin.

Now, before you raise your pitchforks and maces (namely you Mike, since you might scream 'RACISM'!), PDH and TSH have a good number of student nurses, demographically spread evenly... with a good mix of Malays, Chinese, Indians, Sabahans, and Sarawakians. Mmmm... Yummy!

*Cough*

But, one wouldn't let that get in the way of professionalism, no?

Okay, first up, we have the pass over reports. Pass over reports are mainly done during the start of a new shift, say the morning shift la... where the night shift nurses report the ongoings of the patients in their ward, and about specific events that happened during their shift. Like, "Mr. Choochoo sneezed at 12am yesterday, and started yelling about Rabbits and politics, so we gave him some morphine yaddayadda."

In PD, the staff nurses usually just say things like 'Patient fever," or "Patient kata dia sakit kaki." Malay is the lingua franca (however you spell that) in PDH as English is spoken in TSH.

One patient is briefly summarized in about 30 seconds in PD. So, in 10 minutes, 30 patients in my ward are passed over already.

In TSH however, the pass over report was superb. They not only touch on the patient's physical assesment, but also their feelings, opinions and such. The report is just very specific that makes us student nurses understand, what's really going on with the patient, what's his problem, what was done, what happened, and what can be done, and what we, as student nurses can do to ease their problems.

Patient care, tak payah elaborate la. TSH is wayyyyyy better than PDH. enough said. But I'll give PD the benefit of the doubt, and claim they are wayyyy understaffed... Government policies... sigh.

Moving along.......

Just wanted to share a story that happened to me in PDH la.

This was taken out of my reflective diary as port of my nursing assignment. Just thought I should re-post it here.

I was working the morning shift on a Wednesday, and it was still my first week in Port Dickson. The weather outside was calm, and windy with that same kind of feeling you'd like to fly a kite with. Inside the hospital ward however, was a different story. It was hot and stuffy, not at all a therapeutic environment for patients, and me for that matter. Where's the damn ventilation??? A squirell could suffocate in here!

Patients are split into 3 major cubicles, each able to take in approximately 10 patients, and it was a full house in our ward. There was also one mini cubicle for one patient, and it was normally a patient which needed extra nursing care. I read the patient's case notes, and learnt his name; Mr. Khairul (not his real name).

Mr Khairul has been there since my first day in PD, but I never did have the time to check his condition due to the fact I was still trying to orientate myself with the bustling ward.

My clinical instructor, Ms. Hanida told me that his condition had deteriorated by the day, and it was steadily declining. Mr Khairul was getting more oblivious to his surrounding and himself. I asked him to blink if he could hear my voice... and I thought I saw a minor flicker in his eye. Coincidence? I certainly hope not.

Mr Khairul looked disheveled, yet no one cared. He hadn't taken a shower since who knows when... and, pardon me for saying so, he looked somewhat ragged, dirty, and just pitiful to look at. We (my friends) told Ms. Hanida we wanted to bathe him, and just assess his body for any bedsores.

*bedsores are wounds developed by bedridden people, due to the fact pressure is always applied on their backs, sacral, buttock region; which causes the skin to break down, and peel off, which later could create a hole in that particular spot, and it ain't pretty*

We noted that Mr Khairul had been given food orally, when he couldn't even swallow to begin with! What the hell was that all about?? Aren't we taught to assess a patient's situation before intervening? To make matters worst, 80% of the food given to him sedimented at the base of his mouth.

I felt more pity than repulsion. For the first time ever, I questioned my signing up for this course, for I did not expect this.

We cleaned every part of his body, and when we turned him over to the side, I saw a large bedsore, developed over his sacral region. The skin had peeled off over an area of 4 by 4 centimetres... and blood was slightly oozing out. I heard Mr Khairul moan in pain a little as we cleaned the wound. He was also bleeding from the anus, something the other nurses failed to notice.

How can this man just suffer, and not have someone tell the nurses of his condition? True, his medications were given on time. But, are medications sufficient? Isn't caring as a whole, a personal touch, in the lines of being therapeutic? I was disappointed over the attention Mr Khairul wasn't getting.

We notified the staff nurses about his bedsore, and they just nodded and dismissed us, as though it was unimportant. Why I could've just whacked them with Beh's fake LV! The nerve of it all!

When we confided how we felt, to Ms. Hanida, she advised us not to be like them (the other nurses), and keep your compassion in check at all time. She also said, that we, should be the backbone for the future nursing care wherever we go. And with that, a 5tonne anvil popped up my shoulder... shouldering as much weight I lost during my stay in PD...

And Mr. Khairul, sad to say, passed away the next day, after he had a lung collapse. To me, I took his death well. I was happy, that before he died, he was treated like a human being. We talked to him every chance we had, even though he couldn't respond. I have a feeling he would've heard us.

We learned, that nursing is not just to restore health. Sometimes, it is to help a person move on, in the most dignified, human way...

Back, from the ashes of burnt/soiled/wet linens, surgical scrubs.

2008-11-14T19:55:00.000-08:00

It’s a good 3 weeks I’ve spent in Port Dickson so far. For those of you who didn’t know, I’m actually spending 6 weeks for my hospital postings, where we would be… well… posted… to work, and apply what we’ve learnt in our theory and practical classes.

Since we have two hospitals to work in, it’ll be 3 weeks per hospital, and my first 3 weeks were spent in PD Hospital. Another good 3 weeks will be in Tung Shin Hospital, Kuala Lumpur.

Working in PD Hospital didn’t turn out to be a disaster I thought it would be. Skepticism has been my main agenda these past few weeks, hence, the negative mindedness.

Right now, I’m in Tung Shin Hospital. And no, it’s not in some ‘ulu’ place. It’s in the heart of KL, as in if KL was a heart, it’ll be in the right atrium… or the aorta. Whichever comes first. Sweeping aside the digressions, Tung Shin’s actually near the Plaza Rakyat LRT station. (BOO public transports! And gasp in the horror of waiting for the LRT with it’s over crowdedness, putrid smells, slow rides, and hot air-‘conditioning’.

I can, really, I can, go on and on bout the hardships of working in the hospital… but, then I’d be labeled as some weakling, or wuss who’s just complaining after 4 weeks of work… so I won’t.

I enjoy nursing. I really do. I’m just not in the mood to write bout what I’m doing. Maybe over a cup of coffee… but, not here, not now.

I want to be in your gravity Sara Bareilles!

2008-10-08T07:26:00.000-07:00

I’m not much an avid fan with the songs of this decade. Sure, I love listening to a little Madonna feat Justin (Or was it Justin feat Madonna?), or a little Jordin Sparks, and David Cook, but, none of the songs really mean anything, other than making me feel good on a rainy day, or give me that extra push when I go for a jog.

If I had my way, I’d order all radio stations to play the songs of the 90’s. Yes, even THR Raaga! I mean, come on! The 90’s!! Twas the time of awesome lyrics, heartfelt emotions and whatnots.

Grunge was incorporated in ballads to give it a little edge, and everyone was just feeling so overemotional at one point

I know I was overemotional in the early 90s. I used to just throw tantrums for no reason at all. But, I was only 3 then, so you can’t really blame me.

I remember, I loved listening to Enya, Tina Arena, Toni Braxton, Whitney Houston, Micheal Learns to Rock, Celine Dion, a bit of Mariah (when her songs were bearable)

To me, these songs were written so beautifully, and sung with such WOW (can’t really describe it) which can easily eternalize it in my playlist.

The songs these days however don’t really make me feel much. The same overplayed songs on radios sometimes make me sick to my stomach. True, Bleeding Love had a certain flair to it, but I really didn’t go with the flow of the radio stations playing this song. My ears certainly did bleed, and it didn’t bleed love.

NOT that I don’t like Leona Lewis or anything. But I prefer her singing ‘Footprints in the sand’ and ‘Better in time.’

But, Lo and behold, an angel comes in the form of Sara Bareilles! I mean, isn’t she the best thing to happen right now? People compare her to Norah Jones and such, but I think Miss Bareilles (pls be single pls be single!) is just what I need on my play list.

‘Love Song’ was a cheeky rendition where she sang out to the producers who insisted she wrote a love song for her new album, and the video clip certainly was creative in it’s on way. She’s no bimbo there.

But, though ‘Love Song’ and ‘Bottle it up’ were catchy, and certainly giving a feel good vibe, she totally won me over with ‘Gravity.’ I only took her seriously after this particular song, as it was just, magical. I loved the lyrics, the piano, the vocals….

If she doesn’t win a Grammy, the world’s deaf. So go listen!

Raya Hols~

2008-09-26T19:16:00.000-07:00

It's a much needed 1 week holiday for me. The amount of studies and praticals I've gone through is enough to put a poodle through rehab. Or even kill Amy Winehouse; but she can do that without my help anyway.

Too bad I have to study during the holidays... Have 3 tests coming up after raya.

But that doesn't mean you guys shouldn't invite me over for raya! I can afford to fit in time for ~~FOOD!~~ friends okeh!

Selamat Hari Raya to all of you celebrating it!

Apakah?

2008-09-13T23:44:00.000-07:00

I always thought I’d be ready to be in IMU, in perspective of education and also the social point of view. I mean, how hard could it be to communicate with people who share the same point of view? It’s easy right to speak to others who are mature/more mature than you are? The cultural/mental/philosophic exchange that I thought would’ve taken place whilst I am there would be more than exciting.

IMU turned out to be a pretty cool campus. They have a lot of student-oriented activities, (yes, besides lectures) like those outdoor/indoor games, clubs, etc. It’s just sad I can’t join the Dance Club or rekindle Taekwando (I have a red-black belt okeh) since we nurses have the 6 week clinical posting coming up. Lack of time and money really makes my life here insipid. (I’m being posted to Port Dickson General Hospital for 3 weeks by the way, followed by another 3 weeks at Tung Shin Hosp.)

In a social context, it’s just like one of those movies about a new girl/guy entering high school, and fights to be on top of the social ladder. It’s basically the survival of the fittest. Throw me into a situation like that, and I’m like a deer in the headlights. I don’t know how to play that game!!

I’m thankful I’ve come to full terms with myself, and don’t actually see the need of climbing any sort of ladders, I’m thankful to have companions in IMU as well. Though from the nursing department, we hang out with some guys from the Psychology Department. Ironically, those guys are pretty ‘psycho’ too; if you get my drift…

While I tend to worry about my life in IMU from time to time, it’s time to get a little serious here. Too much digression in the form of emotional outbursts (points at the paragraphs above) just tends to take place a lot eh? First up, we have someone from the Barisan Nasional labeling the Chinese as squatters, and etc. Then we have his supporters tearing up Koh Tsu Koon’s portrait, BN members going on an educational trip, following a few random yet surprising arrests.

I’m just gonna comment on the first issue. True, labeling the Chinese as such is VERY erroneous. And to deny it very blatantly, claiming the media misquoted you, when it was heard by many, is just dumb. And to NOT apologize?

Now that’s just condescending.

Coming from a background where we are trained to look beyond a person’s physical and mental appearance, yet respect the people for who they are and where they come from, I just can’t put my finger on why they’d want to say something so, dumb.

Come on, don’t screw our future up. Free them.

A summary of what I've learnt.

2008-09-04T23:54:00.000-07:00

Through all the experience we garner in class, and in the Nursing Skills Lab, here's what I've gotten so far...

Patients are NEVER your friend. You can be friendly, but, they are your clients.
Bed making is a bitch. I'll never be able to master that in the next 2 years.
If a patient screams at your face, don't take it personally. They probably dreamt of you killing them... Yeah, it can happen.
It's an honour to give bedpans to patients.
I have really low tolerance. (we're gonna have to work on that)
Shifting patients from wheelchairs to beds can really give you an unbearable backache unless done properly.
Microsoft Word is considered a word processor. (wtf eh?)

The murse's uniform just came over, and it looked like a cross hybrid between a tight cheongsam and loose pajamas. "For more comfort while moving they say." Sigh... why can't I wear a labcoat instead.

Wall-E and blood pressures

2008-08-22T19:10:00.000-07:00

The lack of updates was due to the fact that I ‘was/am/will be’ really busy. I R sorry. But, I knew the limit was reached, when Winston said my blog was like some sort of rotten, flesh of a website right now. *I paraphrased a little, but that’s what he said anyway*

I watched Wall-E a little over a week ago, and to just shed some light into the movie. This adorable little robot is the only living, functioning thing on Earth, cleaning the whole thing up, as its denizens fucked it up. (That’s us).

Wall-E has a companion made up of 6 legs, brown, and just creepy. Yep, a roach. But, to describe the roach in the movie, it was cute. I mean, seriously. It came to no surprise Pixar was able to animate such a disgusting multi cellular organism to look…. charming.

No, I’ll still whack a cockroach to oblivion if I see one running around.

So, Wall-E later meets EVE (which was sent by a space ship, and reminded me a lot of iPods) to seek out if Earth is ready to sustain life. And, as usual, Wall-E (we can safely assume he’s a guy) is smitten by EVE and a romantic pursuit ensues.

So basically, this movie had a:

- simple story
- some hint of love
- some conflict
- some sad moments that will tear you up
- some touching moments
- and a happy ending

One would say it’s typical of Pixar to do something like that. I agree, but, the magic of the moment is the animation. The story-telling. How it actually brings people together, for about 2 hours, to just see to souls start loving each other and such. The simplicity of the story just makes everyone calm, laugh at the right moments, worry at the climatic moments, blow their noses at the sad moments, and have a heart-warming moment at the ending.

Wall-E gets a touchdown from me, as it’s so far the only movie that’ll keep any brats (the cinema was full of them that night) in the cinema quiet, for 2 WHOLE HOURS. Any movie capable of doing that certainly is magical. So, go watch it.

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Yesterday, my class finally went to the Nursing Skills Lab, to learn something practical!
Finally!!! No more powerpoint slides! No more sitting in air-conditioned-sleep&drool-inducing classes in the afternoon!

If I had to go through one more class with theories in it, I would’ve just slept through it. Enough was enough, and I couldn’t take anymore.
So, Miss Siew (my lecturer on Holistic Nursing) taught us how to take blood pressures, measure pulse and respiration rate, and note down temperatures, using the oral thermometer. (Pictures to come up soon enough, in like 2 months or so :D)

Turns out, taking blood pressure was really tough, and none of us got it right until after like, 5 attempts. It was really hard listening out to the sound lub-dub, or lub… They call it the Korotkoff sound.

Taking temperature was quite easy, and so was pulse rate. The only problem with pulse rate was, well, looking for the pulse. It’s quite comfortable having someone grope your wrist looking for a small, minute beating. But all in all, it was good fun, and I just can’t wait for more. But, bedpans? Hmm……

Oh, and congrats to Lee Chong Wei for winning our very first Olympic Silver medal. You’re an inspiration to my little sister who wants to grow up to be like you one day.

Of IMU and etc.

2008-07-18T00:38:00.000-07:00

First week of IMU was tedious. With a LOT of activities, and tours, talks, lectures and others. My posts from now on will be more on the superficial side, just ranging from the facilities they have to the conondrums I have to endure.

The university is,... well.... cold. It's not the kind of refreshing coolness you get when a nice breeze washes over you on a hot day. It's like that freakin Mak Minah Snow Queen COLD! I was literally shivering like mad inside the auditoriums and classes.

Coursemates are still initially shy with each other. We have about 20 of us, with 4 guys, and 15 girls, and one other... girl too. heh.
We're still at the timid phase of not being to friendly with each other, but, we're a pretty decent, nice bunch. Give it some time, for our personas to grow and become the rowdy hooligans that we really are.

Housemates, though, are a different matter. The four of us guys basically clicked when we first met. Bunch of funny guys la, and noisy for that matter.

Cafe food, sucks. They boast for exhibiting variety in their food. Variety my ass la. They have a variety all right; each variety suck worse than the other. I mean, a senduk-full of nasi goreng and a piece of chicken for RM3.50????
Thank god for the hawker food stalls outside there. Not much for comfort food eating here though.

I better lose weight damnit.

Course seems to be cool. A little anatomy, physiology, microbiology, holistics, and communication, with clinical practicals here and there. And, we're gonna be posted to several hospitals for 6 weeks or so, this October.

Yeah, I miss home, and I miss my family. And I miss you guys too. You know who you are.

laptopku, matahariku!

2008-07-08T19:35:00.000-07:00

Sorry for the lack of updates people. *namely, for the 2 or 3 people who actually read my blog...*, but moving along...

Been just hanging out with some old friends lately. Arif got back from New York, and Mike from, Melbourne, Perth or Sydney... (I keep forgetting where he's studying)

I had an interview for a scholarship yesterday, and had Beh, and Arif grill me up by asking a few obvious questions every interviewer would ask, ranging from the 'Tell me about yourself' and 'Why did you choose this course?'

Interview went really well. There were interviewers, both ladies, and were really friendly. My only problem was to maintain my professional-ness and tried hard not to really just slack off. I guess I had to channel a little bit of the 'uptight' persona... man am I confusing.

Interviewer 1: Tell me about yourself.

Me: *Gave a little info on myself, academic background, cocuricullar, Prefectorial and Presidency, and a bit of work experience.* Verdict? Aced, with perfection.

Interviewer 2: Why, nursing? Off all courses?

Me: If I got a Ringgit everytime I was asked this very question, I'd be filthy rich by now. *Gives reasons* Verdict? Pass.

Interviewer 2: What's your proudest moment in your life?

Me: Persuading myself, and the people around me, that I can be a great nurse. Namely my family, who had a hard time adjusting at first. *personal dilemma explanation, and how i overcame it* verdict? A little emotional conflict, laced up with some problem-solving resolve. Touchdown!!!!!!

The next few questions were quite straightforward too. Until...

Interviewer: So, your dad has been working with us, for quite some time now.

Me: Yes, a little more above 30years.

Interviewer: *Nods head*, can you tell me what he does?

At this point, I was thankful I asked my dad earlier on his job, just 10 minutes before his interview started!

Me: Well, he's the assistant manager for his division. And their priority is to manufacture car exhaust pipes for toyota, proton, kembara and a few other dealers.

Interviewer: I get that. But what does your dad really do?

Me: *Shit...* Err... He deals with the administration, and meets other dealers and potential customers regarding his workfield. *smiles a little too nervously*

Both the interviewers laughed a little and said: Well, you got a bit of his job right. Better go ask him what he realllyy does!

Gahhhhhhh!

Other than that, messy flop, I thought I gave the interview my all... Just hope I'll get it. Or I might have to chase the PTPTN loan next.

*

On a brighter note, I should be getting my Compaq Notebook tmrw! Pics to follow up soon. And this, is this week's addictive song, by the lovely Agnes Monica~

I am, I said

2008-06-21T04:23:00.000-07:00

I’m an Indian. How do I know that? Well, a common Malaysian will differentiate me from my friends, as I’m dark. Yep, if you’re verging on almost being black, then, you’re automatically an Indian. That, or the ‘mark’ on the forehead female Indians put. It’s a ‘pottu’ by the way. I’ll come to this point in a moment.

For now…

Born in a moderate family, my parents did not emphasize religion unto me. I didn’t know the Mahabratha. I only knew we had four main Holy Scriptures in my Form 4 History Textbook. That didn’t mean I was free to linger and do all sorts of wild shenanigans.

No, my parents stood by the lines of discipline. I wouldn’t say it was physical abuse, but, what I certainly got from my parents if I did something bad would be quite uncommon and even unheard of these days. Beltings, canings, slapping, the old hot-knife-onto-leg method and scolding.

I wasn’t always beaten though. I was a fairly good boy. Yeah I was! Occasionally, a toe might slip over the other side, but was quickly retracted when my dad or mum raised the voice.

I wasn’t raised as an Indian or a Hindu. I was brought up as a human being. I did not grow up having the Indian ‘pride’. Or the ‘Tamil’ pride. Or even the ‘Hindu’ pride. I was just brought up, as a person. It was more important who I was inside me, than my colour or my accent, or my mother tongue.

Maybe that’s why I never actually grasped the Tamil language really well. Grandma said I was particularly adamant talking in Tamil. The nerve of me those days; despicable! :P

This all escaped me in my primary school days. I went to school in a community surrounding a lot of Malays and Chinese. In fact, I was always the only Indian boy in my class. Or some sort. Some became my friends. Some called me ‘keling’ or ‘hitam’. Of course, as a kid, when you’re ganged up by people, you tend to feel hurt. So, I was always ashamed of being ‘black’. My only way out? Kick their sorry little butts in examinations.

I always got number 1, 2 or 3 when I was in the pre-UPSR days. It’s my way of telling those who teased me; ‘Fuck you assholes. I’m smarter and I’m black!’ Of course, I didn’t know the ‘F word’ then. I just merely inserted it in to invoke more drama. It was certainly a bit shameful to grow up as an Indian; to listen to people tease and make fun of the way I looked and such. Just because of the black skin and big nose.

*

It wouldn’t be a surprise to say; that being in a multicultural society, racism will be oddly prevalent. However, we would always see advertisements where, first they’ll show a Malay; drinking coffee or playing the congkak, then a Chinese; doing the Dragon Dance or playing Mah-jongg, then, an Indian, doing a 2 meter Teh Tarik, or dancing the Bharatanatyam. This might be followed by Bidayuhs, Sikhs, Kadazans and such.

Some scenes might depict the younger generation mixing together without bothering about race or religion, without bothering the skin colour, dialects or nose sizes. These friends will be laughing among themselves and in the background would be some uplifting music with some uplifting messages like ‘Inilah Negara Kita,’ or ‘Bersatu Teguh, Bercerai Roboh.’

But, this is all wrapped up in the realm of the advertisements we see in the televisions.

How true is the message portrayed there? Do Chinese, Malays and Indians get together really well? Do they share the same table; share the same views, without judging and labeling?

Hell no.

To the government, those without the Bumiputera status are deemed as ‘immigrants.’ One IDIOT even had the balls to say the reason BN received a big blow was because of us immigrants. And the biggest mistake they ever did in 1963 was giving us immigrants the Malaysian Nationality. Yup, they said that.

Prior to the General Elections, these IDIOTS roared out loud that us immigrants’ votes wouldn’t affect the election results. And boy did they pay for that.

Elections aside, things seem to improve slowly, but head downhill to a certain degree of destruction. Sans the opposition taking over 5 states, the petrol price went up an incredulous amount, making everyone scream blue murder.

To make matters worse, most politicians play the racial card. Racial politics. Us ‘immigrants’ are not to question the Bumiputeras’ Special Privileges. As immigrants, we must be already thankful the government gave us our nationality, which we ‘forced’ them to do, in the 1960’s or so. Jus Soli anyone?

We are not to talk about it, hear about it, touch it, ask about it, smell about it, and most importantly, taste the special privileges ourselves. Sounds like some pretty lethal stuff there. The ‘immigrants’ are told not to question anything Malay or Muslim. If you did, they might charge you with sedition, or even better, tell you to return to your home country, namely India and China. Yep, they did that too.

*

So what are the advertisements really trying to say? Does it give out a message that Indians, Chinese and several minority groups are ‘immigrants’? Even though, in the television screen, we actually mix, mingle and understand each other without being judgmental? If that’s the case, why not throw in a Burmese, Indonesian, and a Bangladeshi in the advertisement as well?

They are immigrants too aren’t they?

Basically, what I assume is, we have no right to demand equality. There will be a racial quota for our Public Universities, government oriented jobs, and there’s also a racial quota for the demographic of a certain area. Thank god they don’t have a racial quota for the public transports and public toilets, but either way, they both are horrible, smell bad, and slow.

Does this mean, my Muslim friends are actually a stair higher than me? Must I look up to them just because of what they are? Not who they portray themselves to be? Must I bow or scrape or ‘kow-tow’ every now and then? I mean, we’re not equals right? That is what the government is implying aren’t they?

Listening to all this, I’m hurt. My pride hurts.
Not my pride as an Indian.
Definitely not my pride as a Hindu.
Nor my pride as a Malaysian.

But my pride of being a Human.

We are born of the same source, we breathe the same air, and the same blood runs through our very same arteries, veins and capillaries. Most of us are gifted with a sane, healthy and willing mind, yet we don’t see the splendor beyond, and focus on momentary euphoria, only to regret later.

Sometimes I just wish I could lie down, sleep and wait for this racial crap to be over. But that’s not gonna happen now is it? At times like this, I just mull things over in my mind, and think of ways I could be a better human to this world.

I’ll start by sweeping the leaves in the front yard which have overstayed their welcome. At least the road will look a little cleaner.

Arwen, where art thou? :P

2008-06-16T05:06:00.000-07:00

Which server are we gonna play next anyway? ^^

Ergh.

2008-06-09T21:43:00.000-07:00

Ok, so this particular tag; I have been really avoiding for quite some time. But, Syukri still wants me to do it. Sigh…
Please don’t laugh at my Bahasa Melayu. It really is quite horrendous, and on the verge of being skema.

7 fakta tentang saya:

-Saya suka makan pai.
-Saya tak tahu maksud peribahasa, ‘yang kurik itu kendi, yang merah itu saga, yang baik itu budi, yang indah itu bahasa.’
-Saya gemar berjoging.
-Saya takleh hidup tanpa coffee.
-Saya akan belajar kejururawatan.
-Menulis tag di dalam bahasa melayu sangatlah susah, tapi alang-alang menyeluk pekasam, biarlah sampai ke pangkal lengan. *wtf…..*
-Saya seorang lelaki.

7 perkara menakutkan saya:

-Kehilangan sesuata yang amat berharga.
-Masa depan.
-Terjatuh di khalayak ramai.
-Lipas yang besar, warna coklat kehitaman, dan boleh terbang.
-Tidak ada duit.
-Berucap di atas pentas.
-Menaiki roller coaster.

7 perkara yang selalu saya sebut:

-Eh? Yeke??
-70 sen kak. (due to working in the bookshop)
-Hmm…
-Cis kau!
-Ala…
-Errrr… okay?
-Takde la.

7 lagu buat masa sekarang:

-Vanessa Mae – Toccata & Fugue in D Minor.
-Shania Twain – Up!
-Leann Rimes – What I Cannot Change
-Leona Lewis – Footprints In The Sand
-Bruce Springsteen – Dancing in The Dark
-Amanda Marshall – I Believe In You
-Celine Dion and Yuna Ito – Anata Ga Iru Kagiri

7 perkara yang amat bernilai:

-Kereta
-keluarga dan kawan-kawan
-jam tangan dan handphone
-internet
-lagu2
-minda yang cerdik, cerdas, dan cergas! (yes, very the skema, I know :P)
-buku2

7 ‘pertama kali’ dalam hidup saya:

-Menulis blog dalam BM
-Memandu ke bukit jalil, tapi tersesat di Sentral KL. (I was alone)
-Tersilap tekan cash register sampai jumlahnya menjadi RM1012.00; customer to beli The Star & Sinar je.
-Pergi ke sekolah tanpa coffee. Dimarahi cikgu Maths kerana tidur di dalam kelas.
-Menjadi emcee ‘last minute’ tanpa skrip. Terlalu banyak ‘ad-libbing’.
-Menjual burger dan float di gerai, menjerit2 sampai sakit tekak.
-Membeli jeans pertama dengan duit sendiri :D

Glad that’s over with. Malas nak tag la.

Thou shalt useth cooking oil as car fuel next!

2008-06-07T22:29:00.000-07:00

Ok, so everyone's bitching about the fuel hike recently, and I did/do/am still gonna complain about it. Considering the fact I don't pay taxes just yet; I'm still safely tucked away in a nutshell that is my parents' protection. J-forms, Cukai pendapatan, and tax receipts sound Russian to me.

How much my parents make, how much tax they pay, and how much money they spend monthly on household items, I will never know. But I can approximate the value and such la. I do know they have to declare their taxes every year, and are entitled to pay 10% of some stuff since we're 'immigrants'.

Mum and Dad are generally okay about the whole fuel affair. In fact, they seem rather blasé over the whole matter.

But, the fact cannot be just obscured like dust swept under the floor rugs. People are ANGRY.
The fuel hike came like a ~~sashimi~~ tsunami. Of course, there was a warning like, a week or so. But a 70 cent increase sounds ludicrous, don't you think? A normal Saga takes bout Rm 70 or so to fill up a full tank. Now it shoots up to a whooping (approximately) RM 100.

Like I've said, I'm in no position to complain. Yes, I do pay for my car's fuel. I buy lunch using the pay from the Bookstore and tuitions. Regardless all that, I don't pay taxes. I don't have to repay bank loans, mortgages, and God knows what other squirell feed.

The government promised not to raise the price of fuel before the 2008 General Elections. Yet, even after gaining the simple majority, they go ahead and increase it anyway. Is this their way of telling us, 'You screwed us over by not giving us the 2/3 majority, so the fuel hike's our payback!'

The politicians tell us to change our livestyles. I tell them, I'm leaving Malaysia for good by 2014.

c'RAP' sandwich~

2008-05-30T08:28:00.000-07:00

Did you hear about Shania Twain’s recent split with Mutt Lange? Well, if it doesn’t shock you or you barely know either of them, move on with your lives, and let my pathetic boring self rant on like a crazy loon.

I guess it’s a shock, since Shania is one who’s always scandal-free and out of celebrity gossips, unlike Britney *she’s getting fatter/preggers*, or… err… Britney. I mean, Britney’s on every celebrity magazine I wrap and display on the bookshelves. What the fish eh?

I had a talk with my ‘shrink’ a tad bit earlier, and he claims I’m afraid her songs won’t be the same in the future. Very astute observation. Good think he doesn’t charge by the hour la… But then again, if Mutt Lange doesn’t produce her next album, I’m sure it would be something with a little country, a little pop, a little mainstream…

I’ve never considered myself to listen to music classified under mainstream. I’m usually the sore thumb among my peers.

It’s either:

- I’m the only Indian in the group.
- I’m the darkest in the group.
- I’m the loudest in the group.
- I’m the tallest in the group.
- Or… my mind is rather controversial in the group.
- Or, I have the biggest feet in the group. (I don’t really mind that one; hehe)

Yeah, that about wraps it up.

But, I find myself listening to mainstream music a lot more these days. Working in a bookstore, we get a little bit of HotFM, SinarFM, MixFM and FlyFM. Listening to HotFM makes me appreciate Indonesian bands like Letto and Andra & The Backbone.

Or drool over Rossa’s ‘Ayat-ayat Cinta’. Simply magnificent.

I even kinda like the new winner Akademi Fantasia chose this year, Stacy. Her debut single, ‘Aku Stacy’ has a mixture of pop, ska, dance and rock. She has a little Joan Jett, Janis Joplin thing going on right there. She doesn’t fit the bill of the female singers the show normally overproduces.

No, I don’t watch Akademi Fantasia in general. It was a Saturday night, I was bored, the Finale was on, and I decided to just try something new for a change. Akademi Fantasia didn’t suck spectacularly as I thought. Stacy saved the whole show single handedly.

I’m getting her album most probably…

I’d have to say, I have a whole new affection towards the local culture and such. Did you guys listen to the ‘Here in My Home’ song sung by some of our local artists? It really was a nice song, the lyrics were decent, and music was mellow, and though Ning Baizura tried to channel so much soul out, it seemed like she was losing her own, but, it all went on fine… UNTIL!

Bertahuntahunkitasudahblablablalblb124onebigmacplssslaldkewkerpwpIKEELYOUomgwtfbbqqqqqqq!!!!

RAP! Raped by rap!!

There were rap verses inserted in! Like, in Malay, then Chinese, then Tamil and followed by a few lines in English! Already my tamil is bad, the Indian dude has to make my life more difficult by saying the words really fast! *yes, I know ada subtitles!*

That was the most anti-climax moment I ever felt in my life!!

‘Not even the moment I thought that Jco’s chocolate doughnut that was supposed to be obnoxiously delicious but turned out like mud in my mouth’ could compare with to this moment!

I have nothing against rap actually. I don’t hate it. I just don’t like listening to it. (I’m sorta being hypocritical here, aren’t I?)

Why are rap verses added into songs?? To make it more mainstream-ish? To give it an extra kick?? Get over here and I’ll give you A KICK DAMNIT!

Okay, I can’t understand when Rihanna’s ‘Umbrella’ had rap in it… it suited the song.

But, this is a freakin song bout racial unity.

LET THEM SING A FEW NORMAL LINES IN THEIR OWN LANGUAGES!

Argh, I just tuned out after watching that part of the video. And, now, I detest that song, and I’m not all that ‘semangat’ to promote racial unity now.

Why not just sing some lame rap verses throughout the whole song and be done with it??

Afdlin and Awie were sorta hilarious in the video. Everyone seemed comfortable. Except for the ‘thing’. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????

*throws a cute little hedgehog to Calcutta*

Too much rap!
Too much voice transposition!
Is Rihanna that nasal??
Too much up-tempo songs with baseless lyrics!
Too many gorgeous singers/songwriters coming outta the kitchen cabinets! *I can live with that actually*

Thank god for Leann Rimes, at a time like this. A little country, a little ballad, a little pop. Perfect amalgamation of what I really want to hear.

P/s: My composition lacked bombastic words. So, I typed ‘mixture’ and searched for its synonym and found ‘amalgamation’. So, there’s that, in case you guys were wondering.

I'm gonna write you a love song~

2008-05-27T05:05:00.000-07:00

It’s no secret I love country music. Ok, if you didn’t know that, now you do. And I love ballads, think Celine Dion to Faith Hill la. Anything that falls in their radar, is basically my cup of tea.

People around me seem to talk about weddings; their weddings as a matter of fact, as in, future plans, and all that shit. Here’s what some of my friends said during a recent mamak rendezvous.

A: I wanna get married at 28.
B: I wanna get married after I work la…
C: Before 35, I think
Me: I don’t plan on getting married.

My comment is pretty dry, as I sip my Milo Ais, and my friends have this dumbstruck look on their faces. Like this.

0_o?!

And so, their initial reaction is like…

A: Ewww… are you gay?

What does not having a plan to get married have anything to do with being gay? I mean, I’m not exactly put-off by him calling me gay, rather the fact that he was a bit narrow-minded-ish…

I basically shrugged, and explained I didn’t have a plan on doing so. In fact, I’ve not given it much thought at all. Searching for a one I basically fall head over heels with is not an easy matter.

So I’m not Brad Pitt or Prince Caspian (whatever his name is laa…), but, I do get to choose right?

God, I’ve really digressed!! So, I haven’t really given my marriage that much thought.

When will I get married and such?
Who will I marry?
What cake will I have for the wedding?
Should I have Edwan cater for the event as I can get a 50% discount?

I might not be sure what the answer would be to all these questions… but, I do know what song I want played during the wedding.

And that would be Shania Twain’s ‘From this moment on.’

The magnificent and alluring, yet cavernous lyrics. Though the song is sung in a soft, mellow way, every line hits out with a passion that screams, I LOVE YOU DAMNIT!!!
I first heard this song when I was 13 I think…

And it’s still my No 1 favorite love song… From this moment on.
And here she is looking smoking hot during a live performance. ^^

What is your favorite love song eh?

white uniforms deemed 'slutty'

2008-05-22T05:13:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I was arranging the newspapers that just came in to the bookshop this morning, and I chanced upon this article when it ‘accidentally dropped and opened to this very page.’ Ok, fine, I stole a few glimpses la…

I couldn’t believe what I was reading…

I was so shocked, I even found myself checking the skies if there were some ‘babi terbang’ skimming the clouds. (the one in yellow’s my 2 cents on it)

KUALA LUMPUR: A Malaysian group condemned the uniform worn by girls at government schools, saying it encouraged rape and pre-marital sex. (OMFG!!!!!!)

“The white blouse is too transparent for girls and it becomes a source of attraction,” National Islamic Students Association of Malaysia vice-president Munirah Bahari said in a statement.(yeah, I could basically see right through it)

“It becomes a distraction to men, who are drawn to it, whether or not they like looking at it,” she said, calling for a review of uniform policy so that it did not violate Islamic ideals. (yup, I do get distracted. Crashed my car into the wall once, when a few schoolgirls were walking by)

In multicultural Malaysia, home to majority-Muslim Malays as well as ethnic Chinese and Indians, female students at government schools have a choice of wearing a white blouse with a knee-length skirt or pinafore.

They may also wear a “baju kurung” and a headscarf is optional for Malay students.
Munirah said that “covering up” according to Islamic precepts was important to fend off social ills, including “rape, sexual harassment and even premarital sex.”

“This leads to babies born out of wedlock and, to an extent, even prostitution,” she said.

(how could a girl who doesn’t ‘cover up’ end up in PROSTITUTION??? And could girls produce asexually when she doesn’t cover up, causing babies out of wedlock? Wow…)

“Decent clothes which are not revealing can prevent and protect women from any untoward situations,” she said, suggesting that girls wear a blouse of a different colour or with an
undergarment. (Yup, so true. I heard GREEN is the new major turn-off amongst guys!)

However, the girls themselves also came in for criticism, with the association saying that some used the white blouse to lure men. (The statement is so full of bullshit I could fertilize the whole of the Sahara Desert into a lush green oasis)

“This is the source of the problem, where we can see that schoolgirls themselves are capable of using this to attract men to them,” Munirah said.
“This could see them getting molested, having premarital sex and all sorts of things.” – AFP

(If they wanted to lure men, they won’t be wearing those fucking white uniforms DOLT!)

God… with these Neanderthals, it’s a wonder I could still stay sane.

Farah Asyikin

2008-05-19T07:55:00.000-07:00

Ah, what can be said of Farah Asyikin?

She's pretty and she has a really lovely voice. So sue me for being superficial, but I've been a fan of hers ever since the One In a Million days.

I didn't follow up much post-OIAM, but i chanced upon one of her new songs, 1000 penipuan. And, I'm impressed. The lyrics are okay, the vocals great, and she sounded suitable with the song!

And she's sizzling in the video clip.

It's been 2 weeks??

2008-05-09T16:56:00.000-07:00

Dear lord; I've been so busy, it didn't occur to me that it's been 2 weeks since I last updated!

Okok, so here's how it went down for the past 2 weeks.

- I finally mailed in my scholarship application form
- IMU approved my hostel application! (RM 2450 per sem, wtf man!)
- I'm instantly recognised by the IMU admins since I'm the only guy so far taking Nursing (ooh la la; ladies, here I come! XD)

- Raja Petra Kamarudin was arrested for sedition, because he commented on the Altantuya case
- He was then freed.

Believe me, I have my own 2 cents on these ongoings, but I don't want the Gah-men to come and arrest my sorry ass, and march me off to the nearest jail and put me under the ISA thingamagicy!

I'm currently listening to Leann Rimes' latest album, 'Family'. I'd have to say, it's a really fantastic album, with more country flair to it, compared to what she's done previously. It's a personal album for her, since she wrote & co-wrote all the songs in the album.

And, for now, I'm hooked on to 'Good friends and a glass of wine'. Love her look in the videoclip!
She looks 5 years younger, no? And she's only 25 for heaven's sakes!!

How I spent my Sunday alone.

2008-04-27T07:45:00.000-07:00

Ever since working, I’ve developed a newfound appreciation for Sundays. I mean, when you work Mondays to Fridays, you WILL develop them. If you don’t, then you probably have the greatest job in the world, or you… err… well, moving on!

There was a sale on household items, clothes, and some trinkets at the Section 15 warehouse. Discounts were up to 70%, and things were literally dirt cheap.
So, I just got paid for a side job I’m doing, besides working in the bookstore…, and decided to get a pair of jeans and some nice shirts.

Called A, and here’s how the conversation went.

A: *sleepy voice* heloooooooo………..?
Me: Oi, wanna go for a warehouse sale?
A: I’m at my grandmother’s la… Sorry.
Me: Oh, ok la.

Called B.

B: Helloooooooooo *like someone who just had a good breakfast*
Me: Nak gi warehouse sale tak?
B: Hmm, tgk dulu la camne ek….
Me: Ok, kalau nak pergi, call tau.

By 12 pm, he didn’t call or anything, so I assumed he must’ve been busy.
Messaged a friend on msn, C.

Me: Hey man, you wanna go to the metrojaya warehouse sale? Takde exams kan esok?
C: Hmm, no exams. But, I’ll get back to you la on that one.

I waited till 2pm. Sitting in front of the computer just mindlessly surfing the web for… erm… certain goodies. It was hot, and my room felt like an oven. I would know… that’s the reason I’m dark now. I used to be so fair…

At 2pm.

Me: So, you wanna go?
C: Hmm, I think I’ll pass la. I’m really out of sync with my schedule.
Me: *had this certain WTF look on my face*

I was just flat out mad… SO MAD…
So mad that if someone just told me a lame joke, I would’ve kicked his balls to Timbuktu!!!!!!!

Out of sync with schedule? Pfft.

So, trying to invoke the ‘Aku tak kesah la pasal korang’ emotion in me, I left for the warehouse sale.

It was packed.
It was packed, and hot.
It was packed, hot, and full of children.

Watch as I use some conjunctions to string these 3 sentences together.

IT WAS FUCKING PACKED, SO FUCKING HOT, AND FULL OF THOSE “OMFG-SO-ANNOYING” KIDS RUNNING AROUND YAPPING AND SCREAMING WHICH WAS ALMOST THE ULTIMATE CATALYST FOR ME TO GO TO THE NEAREST SALESGUY AND WRING HIS NECK OFF!!!!

And that concludes our English lesson for today.
Sorry Madame, I’ve seemed to have lost my touch. :D

So anyway, the shirts on sale sucked. If I found a material I liked, the pattern sucked. I mean, WHO WANTS TO BUY A SHIRT WHICH HAS A DINOSAUR, DOG and MONKEY SITTING ON THE COUCH, WITH A BOX OF PIZZA ON THE FLOOR?????

WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, SUCH CREATIVITY MAN!!!!!!!!!!

God, if it wasn’t for the fact that I was tired, lonely, and tired, I would’ve…. Ah, done something horrid!!! I’m so bummed out; I’m out of evil ideas.

I didn’t buy anything, since my dad had bought me a ‘Durban’ shirt 2 days ago… So, I left empty handed.

Stopped by SACC and saw another sale there! And there it was, A PAIR OF JEANSSS!!!

*I know you guys have this incredulous look on your faces, but bear with me… I’m more of a shirts and slacks guy, so, this is the absolute highlight of my so called fashion life. And, my friends have been bugging me to get a pair of jeans since the Cretaceous Period… So, it was done to get them off my butt…*

Bought a pair, along with a nice, decent shirt! ^ ^

I went for a jog, after recovering from asthma, and spent some alone time at McDs’ earlier, until my uncle called seeking assistance as his car wouldn’t start…

Basically, I went out, with myself. It wasn’t all too bad… But, it would’ve been a little fun with someone to laugh with, rather than hooking on my earphones, listening to Sarah Bareilles saying she won’t write a ‘Love Song’.

Feverish, and emo-ish.

2008-04-13T05:27:00.000-07:00

Hey peeps. Work has been a good mix of fun and boredom. It’s nice to poke fun at each other once in awhile, but, 8 hours with no or few customers can really take a toll on your mind.

For one, I went around the whole shop, arranging, and rearranging things that didn’t need any adjustment in the first place. And, to top it all, on my only day off, Sunday, I have a terrible cold; sore throat and slight swell in my right eye.

If I got one ringgit for every time I sneezed, I’d be financially stable till I’m 70. But, that’s not the case here.
I’m supposed to be writing a 1500 word essay on why I deserve a scholarship but, I’m just too lazy to do that now. I might leave that for later la.
Just can’t wait for payday to come. I plan to buy my first pair of jeans. Yes, FIRST pair.

Oh God, this fever is really taking its toll on me…..
The only good thing to come out of it is the fact that I got to spend my whole day in bed.

Sleeping.

Now, on to another segment on the music corner. Today, we have Shania Twain! The epitome of country music ballads is right here. Shania stands out in so many ways, one being the real beauty she is. XD

Her unique, smoky and sensual vocals are just to die for. One of my favorite songs from her is ‘It only hurts when I’m breathing’. If you’re having a break-up, or feeling sad for some apparent reason, ranging from you’re flat broke to the fact you absolutely have no life *that’s where I fall under*, this is the song that MUST be in your playlist.

So, enjoy, cry, roar, meow or whatever…
I’m just gonna tuck myself in bed, and hope I’ll be better tomorrow.

I can't make you love me

2008-04-09T18:45:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I've been known to not have the greatest taste in music. Whenever I share my earphone with another friend, I'm always greeted with the 'sighs' and 'groans' of another slow song.

I mean, seriously, have slow songs with meanings and messages lost their niche? Or, am I growing to old so fast, I'm on the other side of the generation gap, along with my parents?

But I digress, *isn't that a surprise*

So, I didn't know much of Bonnie Raitt, until Lite FM played 'Let's give them something to talk about'.

Came back home, and scoured YouTube, to find this gem right here. It's weird how this song felt mellow, yet powerful. So, enjoy, and there will be more to come, I hope.

You and I

2008-04-06T08:53:00.000-07:00

Call her overrated, call her ugly, call her French. I don't care.

When Celine sings, I listen, with rapt attention I might add. I love the melismas, the runs, the notes, the vocal acrobatics, and, most of all, the message.

I just crumble to bits and pieces over this song. Damn love messages making me emo.

Nevermind me, just enjoy.

Oh, and these goes out to those happy couples out there. ;) you know who you are.

tag DESU KA???

2008-04-03T08:23:00.001-07:00

The rules:- Link to your tagger and post these rules. List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (8) people.

okay, I have writer's block now. So, you'll have to just read this and be happy.

1) I have zero confidence. Yes, me. Put me in a room full of people I know, and I'm good. Put me in a room full of strangers, and I can just crumble by the slightest touch.

2) I love jogging, or running, or whatever we call it these days. with a good list of songs in my handphone and a good clear weather, I can jog a good 10km.... but, i normally get gloomy skies, so... yeah...

3) I'm an extremely envious person. Be it about richness, good looks, charisma, wit and so much more. I hate meeting guys that make instantly makes me feel like a loser in every way. No, not you Edwan.

4) I'm single.

5) I have this unnatural obsession for the sitcom 'The nanny'.

6) I'm going to be a nurse! :D

7) I enjoyed watching 'Enchanted' thoroughly. Be it a kiddy film, it sorta became an outlet for me to become a small child for 1 hour or so. I tapped my foot through the feel good songs they played and I laughed at every little jokes they made. It certainly was a moment, where it filled a gaping hole where my lost childhood used to reside. :)

8) I love pie.

I'm not really tagging anyone, but, if you're rajin enough to do it, go ahead.

Taking chances... on my career!!

2008-03-26T08:50:00.000-07:00

Ok, so sorry bout not updating. I just didn't feel like it, and I was in this schizophrenic depression thing with my STPM results being the main cause.

But that's over, and I'll announce my results for the world to know.

Pengajian Am: B- *always hated it*

Biology : B *no idea how that happened*

Chemistry: B *had a shrewd idea how that happened*

Maths T: A- *the only paper I actually answered the crap outta it*

so, the other reason for my 'Oh so depressing mood' was because I didn't know what to become. I was now chasing the inevitable dream of becoming a doctor or actuarist through government universities. And when I considered entering the private institutions, the prices were exuberant.

I mean, it costs an arm and a leg! I may even have to throw in a kidney, half a lung, two thirds of a brain and a testicle!! WTF MAN?!!

But I digress.

So, to cheer myself up, I bought Celine Dion's latest release, 'Taking Chances'.

Thanks to Beh, who showed me the pirated shop that sold it for RM6.

I'd have to say, it's worth the RM6 I paid for. Maybe worth even more.

On the bad side, she has some sort lost her edge in singing ballads.

None of the ballads here can pull itself to height to the powerful beltings from 'Power of love' or 'My heart will go on'.

But on the plus side, there are some really cool dance pop songs, and a 'Celine does Shakira' number on 'Eyes on me', and a certain groovy rock and rool rhythm in 'Can't fight the Feelin'.

The ones I sort of highlighted, or *you could say* 'darkened' are my favorites in this cd.

Ok, so on to my career options! I decided to pursue something related to the medical field, and I wanted to go to International Medical University (IMU) at Bukit Jalil. Went to the Edu Fair at KLCC, and grabbed some pamphlets pertaining to the courses they offered.

So, basically, here was how I decided.

1st up, these were the pamplets I grabbed, where the course appealed to me.

Then, I threw the ones I KNOW I don't want to do. After careful consideration of course.

Dentistry and Medicine were taken of the list too. I didn't qualify for the course grade wise. Bummer.

Considering the courses left, these 2 were the most affordable. So, I sent my letter of application with these 2 courses as the choices.

And, 4 days later, the reply letter from IMU came...

I was offered....

And, I'm starting to like it. ;)

Oh, and thanks guys for standing by my side when I most needed it. random poet girl, random long haired cook, random bitch, random lawyer, random miss hot, random madam! :P

You guys know who you are.

My STPM results.

2008-03-11T08:51:00.000-07:00

Well, what can I say really?

The results spoke for themselves, and I don't think it can be changed no matter how I fret or sulk.

Thanks for your support guys. I didn't think I would've pulled through without it.

I'll be ok.....

I promise.

What now?

2008-03-10T08:56:00.000-07:00

It’s been a shocking 3 day affair since the 2008 Malaysian General Elections. Most Malaysians danced to the beat of that disco duet between Barbra Streisand and Donna Summers, “Enough is enough!” *it’s really a song y’know!*

Barisan Nasional saw their rapport between voters crumble into oblivion when major states like Selangor, Perak, Kedah and Penang fell into the hands of the Opposition. Even when BN won in other areas, the majority votes they garnered is much lesser this time around, compared to the elections back in 2004.

Pak Lah has decided to renew his tenure, by staying for another term as Prime Minister. I would have to say it is a bold move. A stupid, but bold move nonetheless. But, I do belive everyone should be granted a second chance, and I certainly hope he’ll do a better job this time around, and please listen to what the RAKYAT has to say.

If you know me, you’ll know which way I swing. No, we’re not talking about my sexuality. So, I’ve not been vague in showing my emotions when the results came out. But, after these so called positive emotions have died down, we should start to think about the Opposition.

Will they deliver? Will they hear our voices? Will they represent us? Will they value us?

For four years, we’ll have to be judges, observers, adjudicators, auditors in any such way. Some bad trash might’ve been taken out, but what are the chances the ones we put in the Parliament are ‘scraps’ too?

I should certainly hope they keep their promises to heart, and stand for us well, as well as the people stood for them in the elections. Only time will tell~

The warm fuzzy feeling

2008-03-08T20:01:00.001-08:00

You know that warm fuzzy feeling you get sometimes when you think you're in love? Or perhaps it was that superb hot cup of coffee you had on a cold, rainy night?

Well, hoo-haa, I just had that feeling "Oh, so much!" yesterday, watching the election results on the television. Believe me, being glued to the television from 7.30pm right up to the wee hours of 3.00am was no easy feat. But a few fried chickens, sausages, and curry puffs did the trick! :D

The 1st 2 hours were news of BN winning places in Sabah and Sarawak, but the 1st major blow came in when Samy Vellu himself lost his seat to Dr. Jeyakumar from PKR. I sorta expected it, but was still shocked nonetheless.

Another big shocker was Teresa Kok, from the opposition, who won by a freakin landslide majority of 36000 votes!! wow....

To hear that Anwar Ibrahim's daughter, Nurul Izzah Anwar seized the seat away from veteran resident Datuk Seri Shahrizat Abdul Jalil was just amazing news.

As they would say, it was a case of 'Like mother, like daughter", when Nurul Izzah Anwar's mother, Datin Seri Dr Wan Azizah Wan Ismail easily won the Permatang Jauh Parliamentary seat. Though they will never read this, congratulations to both of em~

At 2.00 am, there was still no news of Selangor. Even my dad was saying, though the tides have been turned, there's a high chance the government will still have their superiority stamped here. But, as the news would've had it, PAS took over Shah Alam with a staggering majority of 9000 votes! This is a 1st time affair, and the margin of votes were so far apart. It came to knowledge that Cheras, Kota Damansara, Pelabuhan Klang, Klang soon fell to the opposition.

Early in the morning, it was confirmed that Selangor was now under the clutches of the opposition.

Though BN formed the ruling party through the simple majority, they were denied the absolute power as they were unable to garner the 148 seats needed. The winds of change were strong this time around, and a lot of tigers from DAP, PKR and PAS have entered Parliament territory. Some may include the experienced Lim Kit Siang, and prominent Malaysian blogger, Jeff Ooi himself.

BN is suffering a huge loss on the northern parts as the opposition swept off Kedah, Perak, Penang and Selangor by a huge landslide. One would only think that this is a warning of the elections in 4-5 years time, where BN might lose more major areas.

Is it a dawn of a new era. You bet it is!

I just hope the opposition will deliver as promised or more pro-goverment blogs will start popping up soon! The opposition should be able to form a formidable coalition in voicing the people's qualms in the Parliment.

Actully, when i just finished blogging, I read another article on The Star Online, where Datuk Seri Dr Wan Azizah is vacating her seat for her husband to take over. Anwar Ibrahim is unable to contest during this election due to a court order, restraining him till april 14. Once the order is null, another by-election will take place to determine whether he'll be able to enter the Parliament.

Election Day 'Aiyohs'!

2008-03-05T21:28:00.000-08:00

I’m sorry for the lack of updates. Don’t really have any fresh ideas, and I’ve been a tad bit lazy. On the bright side, the entire house has a fresh coat of paint, and my room is toffee brown!! YEY!

I opted for light green, but they didn’t have the color in stock, so, the light brown vibe is certainly working. It somehow amplifies my image as a coffee addict! :D

My STPM result’s coming out next week. I wouldn’t say I’m dead calm about it, but certainly not a nervous wreck. At least not yet la…

I feel the signs of seeping into adulthood… I don’t find American Idol a MUST WATCH SHOW anymore!!! Gone are the days I scour YouTube to just rewatch every single performance! It’s like I have that “Don’t Bother” syndrome I got from You-Know-Who!

On another note, the political arena is exploding with clashing verbal talks, inspiring and uplifting messages, and pure utter bullshit. I can’t really make head or toe of this, as they all seem the same to me, so I’ll just wait for the results to come out. Reading Malaysian Today, (another sign of me growing old) an unofficial poll put in, indicates that at least 70% or so people are going to vote for the Opposition!

Newspapers are suddenly showcasing articles where the Government is very attentive on what the Indians desire. The Indian communities are suddenly pushed into the limelight and are paid extra interest by the upper hands. Desperate political move? You decide.

Friendster is now playing Politikster, where I get messages from other Indians. Yes, other Indians, younger than me, and believing everything they see.

One such message goes;

Dato Seri Hishamuddin says UMNO don'tneed the support of chinese andindians to win the next generalelection because malays already morethan 60% pls send this msg toall....this msg cant be display inbulletin....they deleting the msg....

And I had these “0_o” look on my face. So I sent him back another message, “Where did you hear this article from? Any evidence of to back it up?”

I’ve not gotten a response until now… so; I’ll deem the message to be BULLSHIT.

I’m not really standing up to Dato Seri Hishamuddin. Heck, I don’t really like him anyway, but which politician would want to say they don’t need the support of the non-Malays, whose decision also fiercely determines who stays in the Dewan Rakyat?

Come to think of it, only some of my Indian friends would send me these messages. I don’t get any political oriented messages from my Malay and Chinese friends. So, I assume they’re smart enough to determine the truth from the not, or they don’t give two hoots about the elections.

The problems with Indians are; if they see any news article degrading their Malay counterparts, they believe it.
If I were to write now,

“Pak Lah is not keen on solving the problems of the Indian community, and he doesn’t really care about the Indians’ fate!! It was written in the Star Newspaper! MSG IT TO EVERYONE LA FASTER AIYO!!!!!!”

And send this message on Friendster, I wouldn’t be surprised if I received this mail from another anonymous Indian “friend”.

*by the way, the message above is fake, and is written for case purposes only. It is not true in any nature whatsoever!*

Don’t want the ISA coming after me…

So, anyways, I’m not degrading the Indian community in any way. Heck, even I would believe the news if I didn’t know a bit or two about politics. :D
It’s just saddening how news like this can actually bring to a riot or another exact replica of the May 1969 incident.

Double sigh… South Africa sounds good this time of year… What say you people?

Manic Manifestation 2

2008-02-29T20:11:00.000-08:00

Manic Manifestation 1

2008-02-28T19:58:00.000-08:00

a few random happenings.

2008-02-25T21:06:00.000-08:00

Just yesterday, i picked up my little sis from school, and we were driving through when she saw those Barisan Nasional flags splashed haphazardly on tiang lampus and electric poles.

sis: anna, (Big brother in Tamil) what are those flags for?

me: they're for the election day.

sis: what is an election day?

me: errr... it's when the people choose the king of the country!

sis: ohhhhh. ok! *continues to stare at flags*

kids ask the darnest questions sometimes.... hope she doesn't ask me where babies come from. I might have to say she dropped from the sky next.

and 2 days ago, my car broke down in Buit Jelutong, because, well, for my negligence I guess. There was no fuel in the car!!!!! But help came in the form of Edwan, and until today he continues his snide remarks! oi! let it go la! XD

Yes, nasi briyani ok with you?

Just a few days back, an old friend called up, and we had a nice, long chat. Apparently, he just broke up with his girlfriend, who dumped him for a guy, who's much richer and better looking than him.

Great, another reason for me to stay single.

I thought these stories normally existed in dramas! Wow, gone were the days, the way people lived shaped dramas. Now, dramas are the real script of life.

Gee, I hope I get a nifty power like thise guys from Heroes. That would be awesome. If you guys had a choice, what powers would you want? I'd want a power to change looks!XD

that's just the way it is.

2008-02-22T18:53:00.000-08:00

ok, so a friend of mine haas gone to Australia to pursue a degree in medicine.

2 weeks to come, another 3 or 4 will leave for India.

and that leaves me.
At times like these, you begin to wonder..

~~"okayyyyyy, what should i have for lunch?"~~

"where should i go?"

should i go to India? Australia? Russia? New Zealand? Singapore? or, just stay in Malaysia@The Land I So Very Love??

Then, another question pops up. WHAT THE HELL AM I GONNA STUDY??!!

i have like 2 weeks to decide, as ze stpm results are coming out soon! it's not like i'm spoiled for choices on where I'm going to study. sigh.....

kk, back to scholarship scouting... *rant over*

Pagi-pagi cari makan

2008-01-28T00:48:00.000-08:00

Put together 3 lunatics, a sleek black Honda, and a Chakra waking up at 11.00am, and what do you get? Well, I got an invitation to have breakfast with Hezly, Beh, and Aiman.

Add Beh’s bitchiness… the: “I DON’T WANT TO HAVE BREAKFAST AT SHAH *boring* ALAM!”

And my dilemma: “Not too far from Shah Alam. Parents are at home man….”

And we get…
A nice breakfast at JCO’s doughnuts at Sunway Pyramid! Surprise surprise! I’ve heard many people praise it. They praise it to the extent; if they don’t stop they might start a new religion on it…

Well, if you ask me, I don’t mind worshipping the Oreo doughnut, but that’s another story. So, I digress *what’s new*.

Made our way there, and there was an “OMGWTFBBQ?!” line at the front. At 11.30am, and there’re people already? Whatever happened to waking up at 2pm people? Sheesh!

Didn’t take long before it was our turn, so, we chose a little of everything.

*A word of caution. All the doughnuts may look scrumptious and may seem to have the ability to cause euphoria in every single bite, but beware. You might be in for a nasty surprise!*

It doesn’t mean they taste really bad. But after those entire “Heavenly chorus” you hear from people, it might be an anticlimax when you taste a doughnut you don’t find tasty. I didn’t really like the mint, strawberry, and chocolate syrup on top, flooding my doughnut.

But other than that, the Mango and Banana Blintz were fantastic. And the oreos! THE OREOS!!! ZE OREOS PEOPLE!!!!!

There was another one, with soft strawberry cream in it. Ahh, nirvana… ^^

Well, here are some pics… of us, having… fun. Imagine, 4 grown up males gawking over doughnuts as though there was a free Giselle Bundchen poster in it. If there was, I would’ve bought another box… heh.

Well, I wanted to write a review bout the donuts, but, malas la.

So, here are some of the pictures we took. take it. TAKE IT. *courtesy of hezly's phone and Beh's blog by the way*

I had no idea why hezly put his finger in the mouth... But if he touched my Oreo Donut, he was as good as dead...

TEH OREOS! middle row, 2nd from the left! coordinates (2,2)... target was delicious looking^^

well, facial cream has a whole new meaning now...

And Beh was on the whole 'only Fibre diet', so the box, well, got eaten too.

don't throw things at me people!

2008-01-13T02:12:00.000-08:00

yes yes, i know some of you have your rotten tomatoes and eggs, and are waiting for the right moment to pelt them on me.

well, sorry to say, I was enjoying myself for a month. after STPM was over, i vowed to give myself a vacation. No internet, no blog, nothing. Just tv, jogging, leisure, friends, and such.

And this past one month was a blast. No, I did not climb Mount Kinabalu, or learned how to Mambo, but, I hanged out. SAYA LEPAK! ZOMGSH! that was a luxury i was looking forward to. Just talking, laughing for 4 hours straight with the people i love, is the greatest treasure ever.

I visited my school, SMKS9 and SMKSSAAS, where one madam *you know who you are* reprimanded me for not updating. had a fun time ~~gossiping~~ chit-chatting kan?

Decided to go jogging and return to the gym, and so far, 5Kilos down!! WHOPEEEE!
My political phase is over... for now, but beware of future rants to come. God knows when that will be.

And I do want to make a public apology to Nabila Azizan @ Nabel. Sorry i didnt wish u! my number god banned on your birthday! hmph!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NABEL! sorry ya! i blanje biskuat.
to all my readers who visited almost everyday to find out I haven't updated, i sincerely apologize too. I shall update twice a week minimum, as a new year resolution *which will be conviniently forgotten by me, in 2 weeks time*

have a good year everyone. I wish the best to all of you! ^^

Oh for the love of...

2007-12-10T06:11:00.000-08:00

I read this in The Star Online yesterday, and I contemplated for a minute; whether to just go lie down, and put a blanket over my head, and wait for Malaysia to change hands, or to blog. So, obviously, I chose the latter.

By the way, thanks for your kind comments guys, and I do feel much better actually. Just a fatigue-ish problem I’m going through I guess. I didn’t think that I would touch on the affairs of our country when I started this blog. But now it’s becoming more politic oriented!

Nooooooooo! I am becoming old!

But I digress… as usual.

So, back to the article! The headline read ‘Furore over ‘stupid’ word. After I skimmed through the article, I am sure I can say that the 2 most common elements in Malaysia are hydrogen and hypocrisy.

*the ones in yellow font are my comments on it*

Article begins
THE Opposition insisted that the word used against Information Minister Datuk Seri Zainuddin Maidin was “go blog” but the backbenchers said they heard “goblok,” the Javanese term for stupid. (Either way, ZAM's still ‘goblok’)

And that was enough for both sides to go head-on for a verbal clash at the Dewan Rakyat last week with Lim Kit Siang tabling a motion to cut Zainuddin’s salary by RM10.
The RM10 cut is a symbolic parliamentary practice, often used by the Opposition to embarrass the Government.

The uproar erupted with shouts of backbenchers: “Tarik balik ...” (retract) with some standing up pointing at Lim, some shouting from their seats and some frantically flipping the Standing Orders to look for a clause to “nab” the Opposition Leader. (Such professionalism don’t you think?)

Datuk Mohamed Aziz (BN – Sri Gading), Datuk Raja Ahmad Zainuddin Raja Omar (BN Larut), Datuk Idris Haron (BN Tangga Batu) and others were seen demanding that he retract the word.
“Don’t insult others, everyone here deserves respect,” Mohamed told Lim amid loud shouts.

Lim and deputy speaker Datuk Lim Si Cheng, seemingly unsure of the word, appeared lost and both asked the same question: “Retract what?”

As the House was getting chaotic, Si Cheng had a tough time telling everyone to sit down when many stood up to speak at the same time until someone shouted “Sit!”

“Do you know what goblok is?” Idris asked in the midst of uproar.

“How can you use the word when you do not know what it means?” asked Raja Ahmad Zainuddin.

Kit Siang: “Guna (use) blogs lah! Is this an unparliamentarily word?”

Mohamed: “You know the meaning, you know it. Retract!”

Raja Ahmad Zainuddin : “You twisted it. Retract!” (Twisted what? Your brain ah?)

Idris: “Ipoh Timur (referring to Kit Siang) goblok!” (First he tells people not to use it. But he exhibits his high leveled ‘intelligence’ by uttering that word! WTF? )

A red-faced Si Cheng, who finally managed to restore order in the House and asked Kit Siang what its meaning were, the latter said his understanding of goblok meant untrue things.

Mohd Daud Tarihep (BN – Kuala Selangor ) came to everyone’s rescue when he stood up to explain: “ I am a Javanese. It means stupid in Javanese. Please retract now.” ( Don't you think it's stupid asking Kit Siang to retract something he never said )

Si Cheng resorted to making a ruling forbidding Kit Siang from using the word after the latter insisted that the minister had used it before in previous debates.

Datuk Ismail Sabri Yaakob (BN – Bera), Datuk Mahadzir Khir (BN – Sungai Petani), Deputy Minister Datuk Anifah Aman took turns to insist Kit Siang withdraw the word. (Everyone was blissfully unaware of Datuk Idris uttering the ‘goblok’ word )

It got to a point that Mohamed suggested that Si Cheng order Kit Siang to leave the House.

Kit Siang claimed that Zainuddin, a former Utusan Malaysia editor-in-chief, should have blazed the path and expanded space for greater media freedom.
Malaysia’s ranking in the World Press Freedom dropped from 92 to 134 this year, he said.
In reply, Zainuddin said there was press freedom in the country as the RTM website ran Kit Siang’s blogs but the latter’s blogs did not carry any RTM news.

“He used to sue newspapers when papers made mistakes and anything that did not suit him.
“As an Opposition Leader, he takes court action to intimidate newspapers. He has yet to be powerful. What would happen if he were powerful? He will shut down all the papers. He will suppress journalism,” Zainuddin said. (Yeah, too bad you’re powerful. You gave Al-Jazeera an incoherent interview that embarrassed Malaysia right to the next century! Clickety Click here for the interview! )

Kennysia did an amusing post on the interview too, so u can click here as well!

The minister said instead, Kit Siang’s salary should be cut as he failed to be a clean Opposition Leader with quality and integrity. (Just because he said ‘Go Blog’?)

Receiving thunderous applause from backbenchers, Zainuddin continued: “He joined illegal assembly with the Talibans, the extremists. He was the only Chinese there.
“He has damaged his party’s reputation and intimidated all Chinese in the country who do not condone illegal assembly. He will find no support from the Chinese community in the coming elections.” (What? Do you represent the whole Chinese community to corroborate that statement?)

Kit Siang’s efforts to stand up several times to seek clarification were futile as many backbenchers taking turn to interject by saying: “Sit Down”, “Minister don’t give way,” “Minister please go on,” and so on. (And, these people are running our country?! ZOMGSH!)

Article ends

The continuation wasn’t that interesting, so I’m not gonna put it in. But! The most important part hasn’t come yet. Remember the highlighted part back on top?

‘everyone here deserves respect’

Would someone care to explain why The Ever so Great Minister in the PM’s office, Dato' Seri Mohamed Nazri bin Abdul Aziz shouted the crap outta himself, and started pointing fingers. AT THE PARLIAMENT YET!

Imagine that.

You know what, I retract my statement. The 2 most common elements in Malaysia are stupidity and hypocrisy! Yes folks, hydrogen lost out…

Of Malaysia; the land I love?

2007-12-08T21:49:00.000-08:00

Ok, so now Malaysia’s like going through some sort of revolution… wait, it’s not a revolution, but more of a, performance; of tragedy and comedy.

On the 10th of November, the BERSIH rally took place in our capital, in hopes of having a clean election for next year, as the people wanted to abolish the postal votes and such.

Then, just about 2 weeks ago, the HINDRAF rally/demonstration took place, to seek justice for marginalized Indians in Malaysia since the Independence Day…

Not to mention, a lot of Indians were arrested, and the government is planning to invoke the ISA on them… I mean… WTF man? ISA? U kidding me? This is a democratic country right? No ah? What, while I was busy studying for STPM the government changed their ways of ruling ah?

Sighhh…

You might wonder what I, as an Indian, have to say about this. After all, I am a Hindu ( a bad one, I might add) but nevertheless, a Hindu. But, I won’t look at it from the religious point of view, but rather the racial discrimination I’ve had to endure.

Up till now, I’ve had a good life. I wouldn’t want it any other way, and I thank God for that. However, growing up always wasn’t easy, especially in school. In primary school, I was always called ‘keling’ or ‘hitam’. I mean, up until now, I have no fucking idea what ‘keling’ signifies; all I know is it’s a derogatory term used against Indians.

Heck, even ‘fucking’ has too many meanings, but let’s not go there.

So, when I’m labeled as such, of course I get mad. But thankfully my secondary school years were better. I had better friends, and it was a good mix of Malays, Chinese, and Indians too. But, some of my Malay friends to occasionally let slip the ‘keling’ words in front of me, but I pretend not to hear…

Double sighhhh…

The point here is… it’s not just limited to schools, but to internet forums and such…
The Chinese and Malays will tell the Indians to ‘pergi mati la keling!’
The Indians and Chinese will tell the Malays to ‘pergi mati la bodoh!’ and
The Indians and Malays will tell the Chinese to ‘pergi makan babi la bodoh!’

See what I mean?

Studying in secondary school, I wasn’t told that the colour of my skin will determine where I study in the future. No, I was blinded by the sentence, ‘straight A’s will get you anywhere.’

No, I thought I had the power to choose my own destiny if I believed hard in it.
After my SPM results came out, no words could describe how happy I was.

My family was happy, especially my grandmother, who dreamt of seeing one of her grandchild of to become a doctor. I too, was ecstatic, for thinking I had a chance to become a medical practitioner.

In the end though, I was only given an offer to study in form 6, or so they say STPM la. I was disappointed. I was angry. Hell, I was even jealous of some of my friends. I was hoping to continue my studies in the university, but, I’m the one who’s still wearing a school uniform.

Sooner or later, I learnt to accept it, and move on. Form 6 was a real eye opener for me. Many students suffered my same fate. Some with even better results than mine, and still… nil…

I know la there’s a quote system and all, but this is super ridiculous man…

But, ever with the spirit of not giving up just yet, I poured my heart and soul to form 6… *god that sounds so cliché!*

But, I was later gob smacked over what I heard about the university intake. There’s only bout a 2% quota for Indian students from STPM to enter the local university! And it might even decrease next year…

Normally, for non-bumi families who can afford it, they can send their kids to private colleges and such. A few of my friends have gone to private colleges and they’re scoring strings of a’s there, so way to go guys! *u know who you are… :P*

My parents did want to send me to college, but I chose STPM instead... *stupid, I know…L*

But, for some of the kids who wanted to further their studies soon enough, but with a family with average income, they turned to other universities abroad, like Crimea State University in Ukraine.

A lot of Malaysian students went to this university, 20% of them Malays, and 20% of them Chinese, and the rest being Indian students. It’s a fact that this university was a popular choice among Malaysian students, as it was affordable. Not cheap, but affordable.

All of a sudden, the Malaysian medical board, (MMC) decided to de-recognize the university!!!! (Meaning, to not iktiraf la… so, basically, if you have a degree from that uni, it’s useless…)

Rant starts:

OI! WTF PEOPLE???? DERECOGNITION OF A UNIVERSITY IN UKRAINE??? WHAT THE @(*(#)*!)(@_*#@)(#_!!!!!!???? WHAT’S YOUR EXCUSE AGAIN?

‘The concern of quality and the so-called student – lecturers ratio (1:8 at CSMU, lower that the international standard of 1:4) quoted by MMC was just an excuse as none of the local medical faculties in the Malaysia could match the so-called international standard.’

What a load of

BULL - @)#)@(!)@(!* -CRAP!

What, do you take us for stupid idiots ah? Oh please!

End rant.

‘Parliamentary Opposition Leader Lim Kit Siang has found out that CSMU happens to be a reputable institution. In fact, it’s the second highest ranking medical university in Ukraine, a country known for rocket science and nuclear technology. Many of the 1,100 Malaysian students studying there right now are high achievers.’

So, how come there are contradicting remarks? One says the ratio is screwed up, and it’s not that good of a university, and another says it’s reputable… and I do think it’s reputable btw!

Makes me wanna take that darn keris and poke it up a few of their T$#^%(@ asses….

Triple sighhhh………

Am I going to be a doctor? What are my future and the future of my other friends as well?
Am I supposed to give in to these paroxysms of misery and pain? What?

Am I being marginalized?
I don’t think so. At least not yet.

i want this! i want that!

2007-12-01T07:06:00.000-08:00

It’s time like this I wish I had a magical genie…
Don’t get me wrong la, I love my life the way it is…
But, sometimes you just want that extra something, just because other people have it!

Selfish and mindless, I know! BUT YOU HAVE THESE THOUGHTS TOO!!! Do not lie to meeeee! The ‘eye’ knows!

MWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAkoff!

Like, for instance, I’d like to have those kittens Edwan showed off a few months back!

DARN IT EDWAN! I WANT THEM!

I'd like to have that camera he has too...and not to forget,

Next to my camera, it's like comparing a car to a well... donkey..
more practical, more efficient... sighhh

those sneakers… but, ceh, he’s in London, so takleh blackmail.

From Syaza, well, I’d like… the book! ‘The Alchemist’!

And all those other books she reads too! If you wake up the next day to find your bookcase empty, I’m innocent ok?!

Farah! Miss HoT! I want your handphone!

hungry la... so, the banana will do as well.

And get over here to Shah Alam! *yes, that means I want you too!!*

not in ‘that’ way la… ur bf will kill me! :P

From Kristine, I’d like her new house! And her cupcakes!

YES! LET'S BEGIN THE SAMPLING SESSION!

And her…. Errr….. No, u can keep your wardrobe.

A PART ONLY???!!!

AND YES!!!!

That new camera of yoursss!!!!

I'M SO PRETTY!! OH SO PRETTY!!!

And last but not least, I want you all to be happy and blessed always! :P
How’s that for a cover-up! Hehehee…

this was just a 'filler' sort of post, for entertainment purposes only. but if you DO want to get me any splendid gifts, I don't mind!

stole from edwan's page!

2007-11-25T05:32:00.000-08:00

Hahaha! This is the most interesting tag I’ve ever seen! Sorta best to do… so jom!
Edwan didn’t tag me, but it’s kinda fun, so saje menyibuk nak buat.

1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. No cheating.
4. With the answers, give your own comments on how they relate to the questions.

How are you feeling today?
Hit me baby one more time – Britney spears
*okay, so I still have this old song, sue me. No, I don’t neet hitting by the way, thank you.

Will you get far in life?
I believe – tata young
* Yes! I BELIEVE!!

What is your best friend’s theme song?
I’m gonna getcha good – Shania twain
*err, he is?

What is the story of your life?
When I fall in love – nat king cole (but Jaclyn victor’s version)
*yep, when I fall in love, that’s a story all right.

What was high school like?
Sandaran hati - letto
*I didn’t know my school life was so emo…

How can you get ahead in life?
She’s a lady – tom jones
*I guess I need a lady to get ahead in life. Now, if they weren’t so hard to catch…. sighhhhh

What’s the best thing about your friends?
Fly – celine dion
*yep, they fly all right…

Describe your grandparents.
You light up my life – leann rimes
*they do, my grandma actually…

How’s your life going?
To love you more – celine dion
*love me people! Gimme money!!!!!!

What song will they play at your funeral?
Total eclipse of the heart – bonnie tyler
*yeah, nice song, if I were alive that is…

Will you have a happy life?
Simple and clean – utada hikaru
*great, no battle and dirty actions?! Pfft…

What do your friends really think about you?
Concrete angel – Martina McBride
*yep, that’s me. Tough and nice at the same time!

Do people secretly lust after you?
If tomorrow never comes – Ronan Keating
*what, am I a last resort or something?

How can you make yourself happy?
I’m your angel – celine dion and r.kelly
*here angel angel….

What should you do with your life?
Kutemukan cinta – samsons
*errr… okay….

Will you ever have children?
Independence Day – Carrie Underwood
*gone will be that day I have children!

What song would you strip to?
Stormy weather – Billie holiday
*hahahahaha! adoi………..

What does your mum think of you?
I owe it all to you – Eva Avila
*err, actually, it’s the other way around, I owe it all to her…

What is your deep, dark secret?
Don’t rain on my parade – Barbra Streisand
*yeah, don’t u dare!

What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?
Unfaithful – rihanna
*well WHADDYA know… exposed!

What’s your personality like?
The trouble with love is – Kelly Clarkson
*why love?

What song will be played at your wedding?
Can’t take my eyes off you – Frankie valli and the seasons
*ooo, suitable song!

im not tagging anyone in particular la... koff kofff *syaza!* kofff ! *syukri*wheeze! cough!*farah!* cough.........

yes, im back!

2007-11-24T05:19:00.000-08:00

ok, i have 4 papers left...

math 2
chem 2
bio 1
bio 2

these are the toughest of the 8 bloody papers i'm taking!!!
and here i am blogging.

sorry to everybody who came to my page hoping for an update but dreams were crushed by just looking at an updated blog! even my muet teacher, (the one in the pic) said..

pn hasni: OI! update la! bosan betul tgk my face je selalu kat sana!

me: errrr.... i will la teacher..

pn hasni: when..?

me: after stpm kot..

pn hasni: ..............

so, anyway.... yeah, im back... and yes, i think i'm here to stay!
i'm thinking of working in starbucks for the holidays! what do you guys think?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADAME!

2007-06-20T03:02:00.002-07:00

happy birthday teacher! we love u so much,

it makes a whole present by itself! heheheh :P

'photo'stic surgery!

2007-06-19T17:54:00.000-07:00

don't get me wrong, im happy God gave me a life with all the basic necessities needed,

fantastic parents,

fantastic friends,

fantastic rabbits to kill, *but that's another story la..*

putting all these aside, i've never been happy about just ONE thing.

my smile.

stop laughing! i SAID STOP!! STOP LAUGHING DAMNIT!!! DARN all u photogenic people who can whip up that MILLION DOLLAR SMILE ALL THE TIMEEEEE!!! AARGHHHH!!!

*moon comes out, turns to werewolf, kills some sheep for no apparent reason*

i seriously have no potential to make a photogenic face when i smile! i mean, i cant have THE smile, thanks to my big nose and puffy sorta cheeks...

oh well, the bigger the nose, the more oxygen i inhale! nyeh!

when i look at pics, the 'EH! WTF MAN?!' thinking comes to my mind, as the morbid thought occurs to me that I CANT SMILE that well... i can laugh; but it scares ghost away!

BUT NO MORE!!!

for photoshop CS2 is here!!!

i worship u! i AM not worthy!!

this is me, with manul, before photoshopping;

this was my first time editing, so, jgn ketawa... can ah?? *aims sniper*

VOILA!

OMG! i look so good they should just pay me for being ALIVE!!

but seriously, the mouth looks really unnatural; oh well, no plan is perfect...
and no, i didnt edit my friend, as he's good the way he is.... sob...

this is just an reekingly indulgent post. i actually am appreciative of how I look, and the pics i post is all original and not edited......... much.......... koffkoff...!

flowers...

2007-06-16T05:39:00.000-07:00

i am tagged, by once again the great 'tagger' *is there such word* of them all, KAK FAD!!! jengjengjeng!! *insert music menakutkan di sini*

this tag is quite unique, as it asks us to put up an info of a flower, or flowers! rather than attacking all of u by the parts of the flower and how they reproduce, i'll do something a little different! boleh eh kak?

flowers affect people in every ways possible.

orchids make me calm,

where as roses make me feel appreciated.

i dont really have a favorite flower, but if i have to choose, it's the simple, small ixora!

why? it's simple, red, and it's beautiful in groups. which is how humanity should be. except the 'red' part.... dont wanna go walking around like a deflated red incredible hulk.

but i digress, naturally.

flowers bring people together,
2 lovers solidify their relationship when a ~~guy's money is burnt to buy a small boquet of roses for the girl~~ man buys flowers for his girl.

a mother appreciates a single rose on Mother's day,

and, a teachers gets lavished with flowers on Teacher's day...

and.. oh u get the point!!

flowers beautify the earth too. i mean, without flowers, the earth is just one big spherical mudfest with people shitting it up with wars, racism, and .... eh wait a sec... that's exactly what's happening now...

ixoras are common in Hinduism practice, but being the bad Hindu that i am, i have no idea how to elaborate that part. i got the info on wikipedia, and i was like 'EH? yeke??'

so yeah...

in general, flowers do make girls more beautiful. and the girls make the flower more beautiful too! this hypothesis that i made should enable me to win a Nobel prize or 2....

no?

u dont think so?

well, let me cement my hypothesis with this picture!

THERE!! arent we all transfixed? i know i was! hehehehehe....

aiyoooooo

2007-06-11T05:37:00.000-07:00

sorry peeps! com was down... and i know, im a bad blogger...
as a form of punishment..

i wont eat rabbit ears...

i wont throw any rabbits to rome...

i will delicately handle rabbits and hamsters... yes we musn't forget the hamsters too, with gentle love and care; unless they nibble my telephone wires again... *those rotten critters*

and, free milo ais for me!! weheeeee!!

i have no idea why naruto is like so damn slow this days! kill one enemy another one pops up! kill another enemy another idiot falls from the sky rampaging the never peaceful village of the ninjas!! JUST GET TO THE IMPORTANT PART ALREADY!!!!!!!!

*kicks...* oh wait... my love for animals is suddenly taking over...
fine, here's a more subtle approach!

*kicks cockroach to venezuela*
there? isnt that much better....?

*insert happy bunny hopping here*
enough bout me! let's see what the others are up to!

edwan has 2 new little kittens!! if they're gone by tommorow, im innocent yeah! i have an alibi! i'll be at school tommorow! promise... the kittens are so awfully fluffy that it makes me wanna
~~shave all their fur out and make a beautiful fur coat to be sold to an old lady for millions of dollars!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~~ just buy them and raise them myself! but i cant, as the owner himself had plans for them.

farah, being the WOW blogger she is, has finally admitted she's getting a little older! tipu... u'll always look like a 15 year old kid to me.... or did she admit it? bestnyer cuti...

syaza watched 'lautan ke-13'! and she got pissed of with some guys she ~~took a metal pole and whacked out the living dead out of each and everyone~~ wrote it in her blog. she has a crush on george clooney which i will never understand... being a guy... but, fine, girls tend to go goo-goo-ga over brad pitt... but syaza didnt... so, 2 thumbs up to that!!

kak fadilah! she celebrated her birthday with her friends! *mana kek?* hapy birthday kak fad, and God bless! stay strong and good luck in whatever u do!

me? im fine, thanks for waiting, maaf takde pic....
exam results are ok too...

my chem from a fail, to B-
bio.... C
maths A

sigh....... 4 flat!!! stpm is another 150 days more...
wish me luck, i need it... badly...

tag desu ka? (2)

2007-05-17T23:28:00.000-07:00

okok, i know!! before u bombard me with ur anger, i was bored! and i owe kak fad 2 tags! dont u wanna get to know me better? (puppy god eyes)

7 things(not including people) I like:
1. things that make me laugh
2. nice, soothing music
3. my leann rimes cassete :P
4. sleeping
5. nice dramas or movies with messages... (not like those where this datin killed the other datin coz they wore the same lip shade or nail-colour thingy, whatever u call it.....)
6. occassional chats with the seniors! *mr scissorhands?*
7. driving

7 things(not including people) I dun like:
1. killing wild animals.... IM AN ENVORINMENTALIST ok??? *koffkoff*
2. veggies
3. urmmm... beef?
4. heavy metal
5. shallots and onions (translate)
6. waking up without enough sleep.
7. not having money

7 things I can do:
1. be the emcee!
2. i can stand out of the crowd sometimes...
3. i drive a manual geared car!! hehehe
4. sing badly!
5. do maths
6. eat a lot
7. listen to ur every problems.. yes, im a born listener..
8. i'll add another... I TALK a lot!

7 things i can't do:
1. sing in tune
2. dance
3. be good looking
4. make nice poems
5. cook
6. give nice answers to tags
7. be nice all the time

7 celeb crushes:
1. catherine zeta-jones
2. katharine mcphee
3. LEANN RIMESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS (wasnt that so obvious?)
4. faith hill
5. aishwarya rai
6. ermmm... J-lo?
7. halle berry la.... (no idea saper lagi nak letak lepas faith hill.....)

tag desu ka?

2007-05-17T23:13:00.000-07:00

April 1 1997
1) How old were you? 9

2) Where did you go to school? SRK Seksyen 6, shah alam

3) Where did you work? hmmm... nowhere...

4) Where did you live? shah alam

5) Where did you hang out? grandma's house...

6) Did you wear glasses? yep, i was already a nerd... or geek... or whatever u call it.

7) Who were your best friends? elmo!!! from sesame street... yeah, it sounds so gay now... :P

8) How many tattoos did you have? i was NEVER a rebel... i think

9) How many piercings did you have? none

10) What car did you drive? nothing. but i did imagine that my bed was a space rocket.

11) Had you been to a real party? i dont think so....

12) Had your heart broken? broken heart? what's that? (innocent girlish voice)

April 1, 2002
1) How old were you? 14!!!

2) Where did you go to school? SMK Seksyen 9, shah alam

3) Where did you work?nowhere

4) Where did you live? shah alam

6) Do you wear glasses? arghh! still a nerd!!

5) Where did you hang out? mmm..... home..

7) Who were your best friends? no one... i was a bit reclusive?

8 ) Who was your regular-person crush? hmmmmm... adalahhhh

9) How many tattoos did you have? none

10) How many piercings did you have? none

11) What car did you drive? ok fine, i had a bicycle this time

12) Had you had your heart broken? nope... except when i failed geography.

April 1, 2007
1) How old are you? 18!!!

2) Where do you work? used to work in a bookshop. studying now.

3) Where do you live? shah alam, still here...

4) Do you wear glasses? ENOUGH ALREADY!!!!!! *kicks rabbit to rome*

5) Where do you hang out? mamak restaurants, taman tasik... friends home...

6) Who are your best friends?? u know who u are... there's big bro.... little miss english teacher... the 'hot', akak2 dan nenek2 tertentu.. :P

7) Who was your regular-person crush? hmmm..... KATHARINE MCPHEE!!

8)Do you talk to your old friends? if they're worth talking to, then y not?

9) How many piercings do you have? NONEEEEEEEEEEE

10) How many tattoos? AAAAAAARGHHH!! *kicks another rabbit to rome*

11) What kind of car do you drive? YESSS!! ISWARA BEBEH!!!

12) Has your heart been broken? yep

p/s damn...... this growing up 'thing' sucks big time... and yes, i miss elmo! :P

i owe it all to?

2007-05-11T03:57:00.000-07:00

ok, in this world full of bullshit and injustice, there's always a pretty flower... but it'll get mowed anyway...

or a fluffy bunny, but i'd still eat it anyway....

or a cloud shaped like a beautiful twister, but if u look at it upside down, it'll look like some sort of poop in a white, creamy way... *yuck*

what i am really trying to say is, in this world, though we encounter a lot of ~~shit~~ challenges, we always had that certain someone behind us... to hear our every rants, our every random inanities on how the world should actually be run, or ordering us around like a bossy jerk and at the same time laugh with us, to treat us to Pizza because we're awesome:P, or to even help me construct poems for that matter... :P, oh and even to stay back and instruct me to carry ur laptop for u (u know who u are....;)

people come and go. i might leave a good friend behind, a friend might forget me for the sake of chasing dreams in this mini-metropolis. we all fight our battles at times, but heck, i wouldnt mind if a couple or more reinforcements came to back me up, as it's a guaranteed victory if they did.

what am i saying?

what am i trying to say?

why am i digressing so badly that even an incoherent squirell so high on ecstasy and meth sound much more intelligible than i do?

all i'm trying to say is... having this blog might just be the best and wonderful thing i've ever accomplished, and thanks guys... for being there... u know who u are.... :)

The stars up in the sky....

2007-05-03T10:19:00.001-07:00

The stars up in the sky

BY: Me....

This life we go through, never justified,

the hope etched on the sand, washed by the tide,

living by a prayer,

engulfed by this sadness,

I just can't seem to break free from this,

beyond the brightest glow,

that is where we have to go,

hope is the key to it,

together we now, must make believe

when the stars are up over the sea,

please dont go, don't run away from me,

want to say that I am sorry,

let me go, oh don't you worry,

see me through,

to the stars up in the sky...

it's heart breaking,

it's love shaking,

to go that place never gone before,

see me through, You know you could,

i will never leave you, i will never leave you,

forevermore,

when the stars are up over the sea,

want to tell you now,

u'll always be with me,

throw away your worries,

what we need now is this,

they are, the stars up in the sky......

(sing them anyway you want... i'd love to hear an arrangement done though... :P)

Just a brief history... this song suddenly came to my mind during our English SPM trials examination tak silap... and that was like 2 years ago, and it had a flame to it.... i guess sometimes, that's what keeps me going on...

i wanted to do a country song... but country songs have strange themes, like your girl leaving you, or she slashed up your 4-wheel drive for cheating on her, OR about this red high heels the dumb beach blonde wears in a bar....

strange, i've never heard bout country singers singing bout their cows cheating on them or leaving them.... i just might make a song bout a cow leaving it's master one day! i'll call it 'bovine blues....'.

is there any market for that song!!?

the poems!! the poems!! stop murdering them!

2007-05-01T06:00:00.000-07:00

ok, so, i had this conversation with big bro edwan this one night, and hilarity ensued! we were talking about syaza and poems... syaza's a long friend of mine, (long as in our friendship, no, she's petite and proud of it! :P) and well, edwan is a... well.... u can say he's a guardian angel, except he has only one wing... and well, is human...

this is edwan, the author of that ~~blog i never visit~~ fantastic blog, 'incense and peppermints'!

note the 'i'm looking so faraway to show that i'm a deep thinker sort of person' stare! (dont kill me edwan)

attempting to ~~shamelessly copy~~ try out the new paint feature for a self portrait, i borrowed edwan's idea...

and i got this....

k fine, i accidentaly coloured myself green... ACCIDENTALY!!! hmph...

soooo! back to the chat!

chakra: ur works are great ah! pity u werent born those days with wigs and such cam shakespeare. u'd make a great poet.

edwan: syaza wud make a better poet in those days, considering her style of writing.
i'm more of a contemporary writer.

chakra: i'd give her the language, but i'll give u the 'edge'

edwan: edge?

chakra: okok, lemme find a way to define it.. i'll find a suitable analogy.

(pondering)

chakra: OK! so, syaza and u are squirells!

edwan: wtf?

chakra: she's the cute fluffy one... and ure the... uhh... hmmmm, let's cross this idea!

edwan: if u wanna put us as rodents, syaza'd be the cute squirrel.
i'd be the...wolverine..but wolverines arent rodents, so scrap that!

chakra: (thinking) okok, so u and syaza are doughnuts! she's a popular choc donat, with those sprinkly thingies! and u are....

edwan: a french loaf :)

chakra: uhhh, let's say the dough machine didnt do u justice!

edwan: hahaha

chakra: but u're still amazingly normal! lol, i just don't know where we're going with this!!!

edwan: syaza loves using beautiful n rarely used words, which makes her poems beautiful in turn, and they hve that somewhat 'mystic' quality in them. mine are more 'real-world'.

chakra: well, it's much simpler if we put it that way.... -_-...

is this clearer? hope so.... ;)

the topic was still under poems, but now... i was asking for advice on WRITING or in my case BLOGGING a poem...

edwan said that i could poem-ize anything... even a blog... taking a leaf outta syaza and edwan's poems, i decided to write a serious poem!

i saw a rabbit,
it's fluff reminded me of the fur coat i bought for my true love
it wobbled around the meadows and ate some grass,
it ate too much and it grew fat

i saw a rabbit,
it's on my dinner plate,
yumyum for me tum!

heh, that wasnt too hard!

friends?

2007-04-25T20:05:00.000-07:00

the tendency to commit suicide in malaysia is rising at an alarmingly exponential rate! or so, i heard la... are they really that depressed? gosh, hope i dont resort to that... ok, that was my 2 cents on suicide...

which brings me on to my next topic, friends! what do friends and suicide have in common?

i mean, the only time u see 'friends' and 'suicide' in a sentence is

"omg, my bestest *note the broken english* friend like backstab me like hell and i so want her to commit suicide so i can laugh at that &$*&@&#@ toyol/bangang/kayu!! *pick one*"

sounds familiar? heh, own uP! i know ure guilty!!! (points high powered torchlight at fluffy bunny ala criminal interrogating scene...)

i have plenty of friends... how do u say plenty? my definition of plenty isn't like some people on friendster who have 7 (YES, SEVEN!!!!) accounts to just accomodate all their fetishes on... people i think!! OI! if each account got 500 friends, meaning, 3500 friends!! i mean, what kind of hobby is that???? stamps too expensive is it? ugh...

my definition of plenty in this case is having friends with different range of personalities. u have the emo, happy, crazy, dont give a crap, funny, moody etcetcetc! sad to say, i even have backstabbers at times! i mean, if u want to backstab oso, wait until i've gone out of the picture la, but this isn't the case... i turn my head at a 30 degree clock wise and BAM! i'm stabbed... at the back (duh).. *slight exaggeration and hyperbolic-al*

to some people, this can be a friend...

ok fine, this is also my friend! at times..... :P

i wont befriend this! i'll worship it!! hehehe

and for some... ehem... enthusiasts...

TADAA!!

BUNNY!!!!! ~~DIEEEEEEEEEEE~~ LIVEEEEEEEE!

i guess different people have different tastes!

me? hmmm, that's a tough question, but, my friends are people who just take me for who i am, and, ~~belanja me starbucks~~ and give me great advice as i take on the world... they are people i need by my side when i go through life from the beginning to the end!

Someone to watch over them...

2007-04-17T08:41:00.000-07:00

saddened by the massacre i was,
as it claimed innocent lives, and i'm not ashamed to admit,
a tear did fall of, as they named the victims one by one...
it's just a constant reminder,
of what dark abyss may engulf us on a clear blue day...

It may not mean much, but with this flower, ur memories will never be forgotten...

Put Your arms around them Lord,
Give them a blanket of comfort, and serenity,
For the sufferings they had gone through,
Give them the protection, against the unfairness they felt.

Rest In Peace.

back for the weekends

2007-04-13T19:32:00.000-07:00

it's been a long week for me, and a tedious one too..
always hitting the books now and then just to secure a good grade for my mid-terms... while studying, people always come up to me, and say some of these really annoying things...

"dude, midterms' like a month away!"
"woooo, pandai la kamu! asyik2 study!"
"asyik2 pegang buku!"

~~"oh, ure so handsome!!"~~ "go take a break la.." or something like that..
*digressed earlier* :P

<> ok, maybe their statements are just in passing, but it annoys the hell outta me y'know?! i mean... it's my right to study, my right to score, maybe i'm a NERD, but, who gives a squirell feather bout you?!

i have a brilliant 5th former friend, who's top in the whole school la, u can say. when i asked her how she studied, she's like...
"cam biasa je aa..."

ermmm? how's that again?

darn it all..... nak study in peace pun takleh. why is our common perception of people 'holding books in hands" are nerds? or geeks? or God knows whatever you call them! some of us just prefer studying than wrecking havoc or running amok in the school compound, or even yammering nonsense in class too!

fine, i admit it. i actually kinda like to study some subjects. i'm ok with bio, and i actually do love maths. chemistry is interesting, and general paper isnt that bad too! there! glad to get that out! bad week people, so... i just had to JK{WI#@JEKSMDSDKL KILL BUNNIES!!< / rant >

here's my top 10 for this week!

10: billie holiday - stormy weather (40's era)
9: carrie underwood - wasted
8: carrie underwood - before he cheats
7: leann rimes - please remember
6: celine dion - you and i
5: brandy - have you ever?
4: tina arena - show me heaven
3: james morrison - you give me something
2: shane ward - no promises (get this, the song is fantastic, and the msg ada oomph! :P)
1: leann rimes - break me down

*drool commencing*

100th post!

2007-04-08T07:20:00.000-07:00

yes! i finally reached the 100th post!! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! koffkoff..

i'll be on hiatus for awhile.. preparing for my midterm exams.

might update weekly or when i think i should!

bye!

tag again?

2007-04-07T01:41:00.000-07:00

i've been tagged by a certain someone! heh, penceramah hebat! :P

last friend i:
saw: aiman
talked on the phone: kak fad
text messaged: aiman
ate with: aiman... again...

Today
i'm: indifferent
wearing: shirt and tracks...
i was at school 10 hours ago...
dislikes bout tommorow: the next day will be school... *boo*

Favorite number: 1
Movies: shall we dance, monster in law, cinta!

am i missing someone: hanisah! jom makan2!
mood: normal
wanting: 4 flat for stpm! *and here i am typing away... shoot*

Q: First thing you did this morning?
A: yawn

Q: Favorite quote?
A: Life's short! have fun but be prudent!

Q: What's bothering you right now?
A: i did not study today.... aaarghhhhH!!!

Q: Where is the last place you went?
A: aiman's home...

Q: Do you have any siblings?
A: Yup

Q: Do you smile often?
A: quite often... i offer smiles around even if they don't deserve it! :)

Q: Do you wish upon stars?
A: nope. i try my best to fulfill them myself.

Q: Are you a friendly person?
A: in reality, im a 'judge a book by it's cover type'. but, i am friendly to almost anyone, unless i detest them for God-knows-whatever-reasons...

Q: What color shirt are you wearing?
A: greyyyyyy

Q: What were you doing at 12 last night?
A: watching monster in law!!!! JLo was awesome! :P

Q: When was the last time you cried?
A: hmmmm, cant really recall, last year maybe...

Q: Do you get angry easily?
A: VERY easily, but i dont show it out often... mudah meruap..

Q: What are you about to do?
A: about life? live it with caution, but try risky things at times.....

Q: Did you ever check your phone waiting for someone to call?
A: dulu, skrg tak...

Q: Rate life as of right now...0-10?
A: 9

i'm not tagging anyone la...

snippets...

2007-04-06T20:08:00.000-07:00

yay! aiman and hanisah are back for the weekends! i've missed them so!

it'll be nice to be in the company of friends i could count on... i can throw away that fake smile i've been wearing for these past couple of days and put on a real one!

life's too short to be wasted. live life with prudence and enjoy safe.... uhmm.. fun!

phew, sunshine at last!

cinta

2007-04-06T05:38:00.000-07:00

it's been awhile since i write something lighthearted and carefree....

(i'm ok btw)

astro boxoffice decided to air the movie 'cinta' which was widely accepted by many, and even syaza n syukri sang praises for it! couldnt wait to watch the movie...

after about an hour and 45 minutes of it, i understood why this movie was so talked upon by almost everyone! the story was interesting, the dialogues were kept at simplicity, to provoke the mind of the viewers, and ok, (i know i'm biased, but i loved that 'cinta' song! jac sang it beautifully, along with misha omar too.)

it's 5 stories of love, smushed up in the metropolitan city of Kuala Lumpur, and these 5 stories do not have anything to do with the other, yet, the director linked them together perfectly well!

it not only emphasized on the feelings of lovebirds, it also echoed the devotion of a sister towards her brother and the bitter pain of rejection and unrequited love.

the story which fascinated me the most was cikgu elyas and cik rubiah. it just goes to show that ture and pure love can happen anywhere, and anytime. it touched my heart when she offered to look after him, (he's an Alzheimer patient). cik rubiah played her role very well, and made me believe in her character alot!

the brother and sister sketch was another one to ponder upon. it had a lot of emotions in it, happiness, love, rejection, anger, and also death.... (ok, fine, i'll stop here in case u havent watched it!)

go watch 'cinta'! the cinematography was great, but the message was priceless... 9/10!

life doesn't suck... it's just the quintessence of it...

2007-04-02T05:11:00.000-07:00

Hey guys… having a minor headache here, as my biology clock is disrupted and needs new batteries… (Energizer ok ke?) I’m just blogging an emo post today… (no, I don’t have mood swings)

It’s just something which I was itching to post about since school this morning…
When I entered Saas, I was so ~~OMG, I HATE THIS SCHOOL, CRAP CRAP CRAP~~ damn normal bout it… koffkoff…

But, I met 9 rocking classmates, syera (yes, u syera…. That irritating PETITE girl who’s my boss btw), some nice juniors, FARAH HOT, tiqa, lyn and some awesome teachers (u know who u are madams :P) who made me feel ‘saas isn’t all that bad and the school actually grew into me…’

However, the foundation of my… ermmm… love towards saas were my classmates. They were more than friends, they were family. We don’t care bout ur perception on us, we just take the world head on, and deal with the consequences later… *or something like that*

We were sometimes sneaky, evil, and rebellious… and that was the part and parcel of being the seniors of the school, alongside the fifth formers. I actually wanted to make our own 6AA class video, showcasing a range of songs with pics and videos of us together, showing and sharing the bittersweet moment together. I thought, we all deserved to have that kind of memory etched in our minds, when we leave this school one day…. (288 days more I think, to be exact… STPMSTPM!!!)

Hell was I wrong, as today totally changed my point of view of our class…
We are selfish, backstabbers… and some of us don’t care for the other… when the other cares for u a great deal. What about the dream of getting 4-flat together people?? Was it all just big talk? Are those going to be ashes and debris of our hopes and dreams…? I’m disappointed to the point, I’m just going to smile when u talk to me, and reply when u ask me to… but, from now on, I’m going solo… until I feel the class is back to normal, u can count me out…

I may sound selfish, but, I have to be.
I feel we waste too much time on emo talks, laughing, and throwing caution to the wind.
I’m sorry, I’ve never seen cooperation, and I don’t think I ever will…
I’m sorry, I prefer to study than talk in class, as I worry for myself, and I do worry for u too…

It’s just that, it’s your future, and it’s up to you…
I’m not walking the whole journey for you,
I’m not carrying your backpack,
I’m not holding your hand, neither am I your burden,
I’ll guide you, in times you’re most desperate, but it’ll cost an arm or leg…

Glad that’s over with....

short post

2007-03-31T07:04:00.000-07:00

mum cooked 'tom yam' today, so i'm stuffed... literally....

i'm gonna read up on genetics later...

oh, and i found the girl of my dreams, witty and sarcastic, but, unattainable...

annoyingly friendster, infuriatingly myspace...

2007-03-30T08:23:00.000-07:00

ok, firstly, i have to say this post might hurt, insult ur intelligence, or just give u the urge of kicking my behind so hard i'll fly off to the next millennium. so, if this hurts you in anyway, sorry!

so here's how it is. friendster has been mutilated my some (i'm not saying who) people, who think it's more like a 'make youself a public joke for the world to see' webpage. One thing's for sure, it's been chewed up, spit out, consumed again, vomited out, and then displayed on some of their screens.

testimonials
ok, fine... i USED to be guilty for this one too. testimonials are places you write ~~mean and true things~~ nice ass-kissingly good things about your friends, extolling his/her virtue, and letting other people see it. if you meet up with a new friend online, u can stalk his/her profile to see what feedbacks they get from others.
nowadays however, all u see flooded in it is ascii arts like teddy bears, roses, hills, something that looks like a penis but then managed to be identified as a mushroom and so much more... (i digressed)

this one, i can stand.... and, to be frank, i am slightly annoyed with it, but, hey, it's ur call.

affiliations
i REALLY REALLY get so OH-MY-FIDDLEDEEDUM-FIDDLEDEEDOO-kickbunny-shootrocketsatlamb-throwbombsatdoves annoyed when people put this up on their profile under 'affiliations'

WHAT i DONT no WHAT is DA FuCk is affiliations
wat the fuck is this?
First of allll what the heck does this mean@###!!???
?????@(_#@_KDD???????????
WhaAT iS AfILiations

take a deep breath, stop slotting pics of u pouting like a blown-up pufferfish or a cheesy muscle/6pack shot and got read that damn 'edit your profile page'.
apparently friendster noticed the norm of community wouldn't understand the word and they nicely put in '(Business, social, religious or political organizations you belong to)'....

what the fuck indeed....

bulletin boards
you know this one... sad mushy love stories where this guy married the wrong girl, his ex got run over by the truck, came into his dreams and yaddayaddayadda...

or, the one where the bunny accidentaly mucnhed off a girl's foot and the boyfriend gave her his foot because ahhh 'i love u' 'u love me' 'give me babies' sort of stories too...

OR the one where IF YOu DoNT poSt, u DiE or ur FaAmLy dieS, or, U'll SuffER BrAIn DaMAge AnD u WonT kNoW WhaT AFFiliATIons Meaan.... (i hate typing like that, but that's 2 for the price of one)

and we jump over to one on myspace, which really made me.. uhh.... ah, just read on la!
if you dont use myspace, here's a little enlightening... i have no idea why, but my friends are spamming the comment boxes, (apparently everywhere too) with ads and junk...

.. hey you, whats up? cindy ended up getting that FREE Gucci Bag!!! yesterday. i can't believe they actually sent it. lol all she had to do was enter her email and take that 30 second survey. i just filled it out. go get yourself a FREE Gucci Bag too. either keep it or sell it haha. free money. anyways just wanted to hook you up, just click HERE. heres a picture of the one that she got for free.

WHY WOULD I WANT A GUCCI BAG???? i've heard about embracing ur feminity, but this is ridiculous.

orr...

BUY THESE PENIS PILLS!!!!! INCREASE UR "thing" TENFOLD AND ALL GIRLS WILL "OOOOH" or "AAAAAH"

oh... my... God....
just as u're recovering from a big hit from the gucci bag remark, they drop the atom bomb on you insulting ur manliness... plunging ur self-esteem to the pit of no return... evil... evill spam...

*sob*
glad to get that outta my chest.... been harboring that for like, a week!
Note to all who ate the chilly and felt the "pedas", it's really just my opinion, and if you think u're right, i respect that. i'm just doing this as i feel annoyed with it, but like i said, it's ur call...

aren't results everything?

2007-03-28T08:00:00.001-07:00

*this post is will contain a hint of sensitive issues highlighting racial integrity, unfairness and a little bit of random craziness.... just an early warning.

ok! i was reading this article in the newspaper that day, (i think last sunday's star) in the education section. and in the headline 'BAM'! in bold, it was written, 'results aren't everything'. and in the article, it showed a number of people who succeeded in life and business even though they failed stpm or spm, yadda2.

don't get me wrong, i salute them. but, by implying that these people are successful, and at the same time, highlighting that 'RESULTS AREN'T important', what kind of idea or u imprinting in the students' minds??? if u happen to fail a certain subject or so, can u just go saying 'oh, takpela... i can berjaya when i grow up nanti!'

i mean, the scope of our thinking may be a little limited, as we aren't exposed to the outside world and such, so, we might be easily overpowered by media and such. we will quote the article to our friends, and them to theirs and so on. as students, we might etch that sort of mentality, thinking ALL failures lead to accomplishment, but in reality, it doesn't. some does, and that happens, if we are opportunists!

the people showcased in the newspaper are opportunists, which the newspaper forgot to highlight, and this might do a a little damage. (maybe i'm overacting)...
but, then, if u still do say results aren't everything, why am i slaving over this thick-as-a-slab-can-kill-a-guy-if-i-whacked-it-on-his-head organic chemistry book????

shucking fit............

and, according to another article, only 20% of stpm students that scored 4-flat got the course they asked for.. OI! what about the other 80% ah?????? (apparently from matriculation and diploma)
what was it about the most expensive certificate???
what was it, 'oh, kamu dipilih terlebih dahulu!'
load of bull la......
we have to study and REMEMBER THE WHOLE DAMN BOOK! we CANT FORGET WHAT WE LEARNT last year! asses la... lagi baik i quit school and work as a penyapu sampah.... at least i can work my way up to be a business mogul.... shucking fit.

here's this week top 10 songs:
leann rimes: long night
celine dion: to love you more
shania twain: forever and always
leann rimes: some people
the carpenters: every sha la la la
faith hill: cry
bon jovi: who says u can't go home
samsons: kenangan terindah
agnes monica: tanpamu kekasihku
dame shirley bassey: diamonds are forever!

i got tagged!

2007-03-26T07:24:00.000-07:00

WOW! i got tagged!! for like, the first time in my whole life!!! pretty lame eh? bah, who cares! i was tagged by teh FARAH HOT! she's so hot, the sun feels like the south pole to me! heh, nice intro for u kan farah? :P

this isn;t what it seems to be!!!! i had a bee crawling on my nose, so, she had to blow it away.... honest!

6 weird things about me

1. i used to eat paper when i was younger. i'd tear paper from anywhere and like munch on it,while reading! i'd tear the sides only la!! fresh a4 paper tasted the best! *yum*

2. i am absolutely terrified of cockroaches. damn those pesky little buggers....... when one pops up, u can watch me performing acrobatics which are impossible in reality...

3. ok, i like the marker tip aroma. and petrol too...

4. as i lie on my bed before going to sleep, i ponder on death. i have uncomfortable/uncontrollable thoughts like losing someone very dear to me. or, i even find myself thinking that my life is quite short, and i might kick the bucket in a few days time. (touch wood)

5. i really can't stand metal/rock/heavy metal/and anything affiliated with it. (call me gay or sissy) but seriously, it's a tad too strenous... and i just can't make out the lyrics.

6. i am your.... fatherrrrrrrrrrrrrr........................... hehehe....
okok, i dip cakes into my tea or coffee. any cake. butter cake, cream cake, bday cake, name it! (the edible ones of course) my parents say it's a bad habit, but i just cant stop it! delish!!

im tagging syaza and kak fadilah along with syera la! :P

some people

2007-03-16T23:18:00.000-07:00

i absolutely love the song 'some people' by leann rimes....
when i listen to it, i think of my friends... old or new...
it reminds me that i'm lucky to be blessed with such people in my life.

though the song still reminds me i'm still SINGLE and AVAILABLE (damn this shameless promotion :P), i'm still generally happy. a lot of my friends have their special 'boy-boy' or 'chayang'... and i cant help feeling ~~so damn friggin JEALOUS!!!~~ ecstatic for them!

i'm also amused at times... when this girl told me, 'she won't get a boyfriend until she graduates,' or he stated that 'he wouldnt look at a girl until he gets a job,' or... oh, u get the point! but they end up having a partner even before they go to college or Uni!

i'm not labelling them as hypocrites though, because, love happens when it happens! u cant stop Cupid from drawing his bow of love... (unless u shoot him... maybe that's what i've been doing all this while...)

no, honestly, i'm happy for them. the only thing i regret was being a coward, and not telling a girl that i really had a huge 'OMGOMG I LOVE U LET'S GET MARRIED' crush even when i really had the hearts for her. it's not like she's dead and all, but sorta unavailable....

some people aren't lucky like us...
as the song states, 'us' refers to ann rimes and her husband kot... in the videoclip, she was with her boyfriend. but, can 'us' refer to friends too? y am i asking such a rhetorical question???? darn emo feeling... i'm hungry la....

maybe i should sing that diana ross song more often, 'STOP! in the name of LOVE!' that outta wield more satisfying results! hehehee... kidding2...

might as well put in my 10 favorite songs this week:

leann rimes: some people
tina arena: i'm in chains
tracy chapman: gimme one reason to stay here
gerhana skacinta: asmara (weird, but the song's quite sedap to listen to!)
air supply: lost in love
celine dion: a new day has come
eva avila: bittersweet
cirque du soleil: pokinoi (thx ab!)
diana ross: chain reaction
carrie underwood: i just can't live a lie (beautiful song)

american idol 2007

2007-03-16T00:43:00.000-07:00

im vouching for melinda doolittle to win! (pic above)
let's hope for once, america get's it right, unlike the horror last year.... *shudders*

american idol started bout 2 months ago..

smkssaas is from pluto, 6AA is from mars...

2007-03-14T18:54:00.000-07:00

it's going to be a year; of being a member or resident in smkssaas.......

so far, up to now, it's been a love-hate relationship all the way.

i do love some parts of it, and i hate some...

generally, my dislikes overpowers my 'likes' of the school.

but, the only thing that keeps me going is the will to get perfect results in stpm, and.. my classmates in form 6! i mean, they're great company and i never get bored of them!

so, here are some pics to commerate this "it's not really a special day" but i felt i needed to post something about my 9 classmates la...

yep, u heard me... i have only 9 classmates! weird kan?

mullai & ambi! these two are the minah kepochis of the class! the pencil box is our class' agent! heh, winnie the pooh!

this is Puan Hasni! my muet teacher... so u can generally presume MUET periods are fun and joyful! oh, we learn too! with a ratio of... 5:0 ... JKJKJK! 50:50 la...

tiqa's not from my class, but, she's a crazy loon la! i had to put her in! sit with her, and ur kidneys and usus will pusing2 sbb byk sgt ketawa!

this two lasses are from my class! asha & thashini! these 2 rate 2 out of 10 on the k-pochi meter! but, they can be quite noisy if the time is right! asha contributes a lot to our class, with all the hiasan and such! amongst us all, thashini's the quietest... but beware... they can be deceiving!

here are the 2 lovebirds, lingen and lyn! heh, kidding2! but they look loving in this pic kan? lingen's the class joker, and lyn rates 20 over 10 on the kpochi meter... so, yeah...

hema (left) is the shy one in class... and she's a tad little quiet! youngest in the class btw, (she's a pts student)

this is her evil brother, rokesh! dont let his looks deceive u!!!! this bugger is so evil, he makes superman like the girl next door... or something like that...

but, im more evil than that, coz i always have to copy his homework... hehehehe^^ thanks rokesh!!!

mohan is also a pts student, but is matured beyond his years. he can be quite shy in front of girls too! plus, he's also a fully-fledged vegetarian!

that's komalatha, or koms for short! she's the 'cili padi' of the class, and a really good listener too!

andddddddd! TARAAAAAAAAAAAAA! our mascot cum agent! winnie the pooh! it's mullai's pencilbox by the way!

leann rimes, a review for you^^

2007-03-14T06:54:00.000-07:00

YAYYYYYYYYYYYY! i finally ~~downloaded~~ obtained leann rimes' latest album, 'whatever we wanna'!

In this album, ann rimes is going for a more rock/country edge rather than the pure folk/country road were carrie underwood flows in... though i appreciate and love country music, ann rimes' personal rock vibe gives the album a whole new feel!

as quoted from wikipedia (ur new best friend) (dont leave home without it... or... something), the single for this album was the song 'and it feels like'... WHICH happens to be my favorite! so back off buddy!!! (kicks rabbit for trying to munch leann rimes poster)

*looks at leann rimes album cover*
*god...... breathe..... breatheeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!*
she is just so beautifuL!! with a 'i dont care bout make-up look!' not that she's not any make up... but, does she have make-up on?? *stares at pic*

*drool commencing*

aaarghhh! focus!! SONG REVIEW!!
leann rimes? read bout her on wikipedia lorrr (dont leave home without it... or suffer... the agony of being... dumb...) jkjk!
personally, it's not her face or body or any other physical appearance i'm captivated about... (so u pessimist can shut it now!! u wont?)
*loads shotgun*

her voice is just to die for! she sings with such purity and conviction, it melts through the heart... i sound like paula abdul on american idol suddenly. i feel so dumb! oh woe is meeeeee.......

BACK TO THE ALBUM!!!!!!!
i'll review only 5 out of 15 songs, (yeah, bad review, i know).. but personally, i think this 5 songs speak were more than enough to fit in the album, cause the other 10 either sound the same/ same beat/ same tempo/ same message, or it did not impress me...

y? well, she's sorta inexperienced with the rock vibe imo.... but the single was beautifully done!

Headphones (Blair Daly; Dennis Matkosky; LeAnn Rimes)
the song 'headphones' is very up-tempo, but it doesnt sound too rock or country... i think it's a pop track.... and in this song, ann rimes sings about being the tune/song in her boyfriend's headphones...

in other words, she wants him to listen to her voice 24/7/365 agonising day! dont get me wrong, but listening to a girl complain/tantrum-ize/b-fit/ and such all the long is..... ehem.... 'endearing'...

why like that one aa? y girls cannot leave guys alone izzit? i have this one friend who's constantly bugged by his gf about her problems... and it's even worse on that particular day of the month... so they broke up... end of story... moral? dont nag... no one wins..
song? 8/10

Break Me Down (Jess Cates; LeAnn Rimes; Ty Lacy)
this song has a certain easy-listening/country beat to it... and it's sorta mid-tempo.
(i think) she's giving herself to her lover (secara mental and rohani la), and she wants to be with him... and he can break her down if he wants to... (secara mental and rohani too) her voice isn't so impressive here, but there are parts where she drags her voice, and it sounds more matured and controlled... which is a good thing... 8/10

Whatever We Wanna (Blair Daly; Dennis Matkosky; LeAnn Rimes)
at first i wasnt too fond of the song, but it has grown into me a little... and i like it a lot now! damn this fickle mind!! too rock-ish and pop-ish... and her voice is edited her and there to give the... ermm.... 'techno' effect! the bmg isnt that impressive too, but, like i said, it just might grow onto u... 7/10

Some People (Darrell Brown; Dennis Matkosky; Joanna Cotton
i've done a winamp count on the number of times i listened to this song, and it topped the list for being played 349 times already!! oh my god! i AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SONGGGGGG!!! *kisses fluffy bunny*

i mean.... where to start?? her vocals, were just... perfect. i mean, what do i know bout music, but she executed it very well, and it was very controlled. reminded me of when she sang 'unchained melody' back when she was 15 y/o...
the music was maintained its simplicity rather than something elaborate, and with that, it let her showcase her voice more.
and there is a certain message in there... statting that she and her lover are a perfect couple, and 'some people aren't lucky like us'... it's suitable to applicate this to friendships too...

10/10 TOUCHDOWNNNN!!!!!!

just when i thought she couldnt top 'some people' off... she amazes once more with
And It Feels Like (Sherena Dugani; Steve Robson; Thom Schuyler)

the genre of the song's rock.... and it certainly showed that she's capable of doing something out of her comfort zone. nice music and an overall good recording! 10/10!

so........ try downloading the album or some of the songs here, if u want too.. tell me ur reviews too yeah! cya later...

heyya....

2007-03-13T07:27:00.001-07:00

i've ot been an avid blogger this past two months...im really sorry bout that..been really busy with school, work, and tuitions and such la... so, malas nak upgrade the blog and all! (ok, that's partially my fault)

the year has just begun, and something terrible struck our family. my aunt contracted cerebrovascular accident or, known to us as the deadly 'stroke'...even for me, it's really was sorta saddening...

she's ok now, but the accident has taken most of her energy away... she can't really talk to us, but she's capable of producing sounds to indicate yes/no or some other simple ones... her muscles are quite weak, and she can slightly move her left hand and foot... the right part still needs more practice and recuperation..

it really was quite scary, when this happened, and I feared for the worst. never in a million years, i'd think anything this big will befall us, since the death of my grandfather 5 years ago...
i guess God does have His way of doing things....but, why? to make us stronger in times of trial and tribulation?*sigh*

i'm really not hoping for any donations or sympathies, *but the latter is welcomed anytime*
just a random blogger letting a load out of his heart....

the 6570th day for NABILA!!!

2006-12-28T03:26:00.000-08:00

hahaha! today is the birthday of one of the happening-est, rocking-est, gila-est friend, Nabila Azizan!!

well, to begin with, our friendship is unique. nabila wasn't the person i knew my whole life. ive been her friend, for maybe bout, slighty more than a year to boot! but, she treats me like she's known me a whole life. for me, she can light up my day, with just her gila2 presence!

honestly i mean it! i tgk dier senyum, i wanna laugh! it's not that her smile's terrible and all, it's just her karma! we spend a great deal of time gossiping bout the 'rusas', the.... IHHI..., and oh yeah, thomas, alongside cikgu param!

when i go to myspace and flick through the comments of nabila's, sarah's, mike's and mine, it never fails to make me laugh until perut and usus2 terasa nak meletop! *pusing2 usus*
they say friendships take years to solidify, but in this case, i disagree.

too many parodies, she has invoked, from chemistry books, and even advertisements in the tv too!
MMS(mike mata stim)
MSG (mike sangat gemok) <<<<<<>

im never good with words, and i cant really be a poet. that's syaza!
but, i just wanted to post this picture, as it really means a lot to me.

Happy birthday nabel! u'll always be nabulat, or nabel to me! :P or nobiron! hehehehehe....

here's ur ninja! think i'd forget?? :P

INILAH JAC!

2006-12-22T19:46:00.000-08:00

YAY!!! finally got my hand on the cd ive been waiting for!! weeeeeeee!!!

actually.... this cd, i bought for hanisah.
but then, thic cd, i borrowed from her too.
quite nice and sharing, hanisah is.
quite buruk siku, i was.
speaking like this, why am i?
right now, ill stop!!!

damn u yoda... ill stop right now...
ugh!! such is the effect of having sci-fi surf thru ur brain like a cat licking its fur on a hot sunday morning...

but that's a different story...

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, back to the cd!!!

hmm, i actually love some of the songs, in the cd. but, to be more critical, jac didnt do justice in some of the ballads, and pop tracks.

maybe just one or 2...

i love this songs, and id recommend u to ~~download~~ by these!! dont support piracy people!! think of the animals!! THE TURTLES!!! THE CUTE BUNNIES!!!

oh, i almost forgot... *throws a huge grenade at some cute angola bunnies*
that oughtta teach them... rotten buggers...

kasih sayang
ok, this is a re-enacment of 'di bawah pohon asmara'. it has a country-pop sorta vibe to it, which can give u that jiggly feeling to ur legs. vocals, werent that bad too. id recommend this for fun family listening. 7/10

ceritera cinta
ok, this song, is AMAZING!! hands down! their vocals, wow.... it was just splendid. listening to it full blast on my mp3s gave me ~~chillies~~ chills! just fantastic! oh, sorry. this song was a duet between jac and rio ferbian, an aspiring indon artist. he sounds a lot like guy sebastian! 20/10!

superwoman
ok, karyn white really nailed it with this song! i mean, she sky-rocketed to the sky, with just this single!
but, i need not have worried, as jac managed to do great with this too! i didnt really like the arrangement of the song... but, oh well... it was still great!! 9/10!

malas nak review the other songs! go buy la!!! :P

let's see now

2006-12-21T07:46:00.001-08:00

okok! i know a lot of u are cursing me now... (and by a LOT, i mean 3 or 4 people...)

but, i haven't updated in awhile... because.. err... i was addicted to Ragnarok Online!

it was fun!
i killed a pink jelly blob!
i got killed by a giant cockroach!
i blasted a bird with my gattling gun!
fun!!
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

okok..... lemme just do a review for u. u start as a ~~noob~~ novice! u hack pink jellies called porings to level up a little, and then change ur job! there're a variety to choose from! each having their specialty, and needs, and karmas, and such......

so, i became a merchant... and i lost 900,000zeny buying useless items! aaaaaaaargHH!H!HHHHHHHHHHH

*cast level 10 fireball at cute fluffy rabbits*

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!! GAHHHHHHHHHHH!! ehem..........
so...... then i turned into an alchemist, and now i can summon plants to hack all living creatures to death! more fun!

but i got bored of it... so yeah.. im back!

oh, i was touched when syukri and syaza asked me to update!! YAY! i have readers! they know i exist! they acknowledge me! yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyawnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn...

im sleepy to btw!

old.... or young?

2006-11-11T21:52:00.000-08:00

edwan gave me a testimo saying i had 'misai', today on friendster....
ok.............. he must be really bored.. yeah, look who's talking! ur face has a whole ecosystem going on there!! oh wait... goes the same for me too... havent shaved in like... a few weeks i think.

KEMALASAN!
KEPEnGSANAN!!!
KE-THROW GRENADE AT BUNNIES-AN!!!

oh... oh well...

today was a fun day tho!
aiman, hezly jat and i went to a swimming pool at bukit cherakah! want packed at all, and the water was damn clean! it's rm3 for admission, and an extra rm2, if ure going swimming.

water was really deep, but yay! i could swim! i havent swam in like a few eons... so... that really was an accomplishment! woohooooo!!! didnt wear goggles tho, so, eyes are hurting like hell now!

tommorow? SUNWAY LAGOON!!!! cant wait!!! yay yay! i feel young!! which is completely true, ignoring the fact i look the oldest in the class. im one of the youngest actually.... darn me pimples...

i dont actually make a big hoo-haa about facial hair. im just uhh.... ermm... mengomel-ing about it just to humour... the... *counts* 4 or 5 of u who actually read my blog. a girl ACTUALLY complimented me on my looks... and i cant lie to u, but i was actually flying without wings. to be told u look good actually is nice for a change!

OMG! BLUSH BLUSH!!!!!

control control.... breathe... breathe....

ok fine, i am no brad pitt... but, hey shania twain once said... 'may the force be with you'. or something like that... dont pay attention to movies much.

but yeah, a lot of people think with the beard and such... i look really older than my age clarifies...
dont believe me?
this scenario, or... situation actually happened to me...

i was at the blue wave hotel one night, organising the 'Majlis pelajar Tingkatan 6'. so, i had to carry 2 big hampers from my car to the dinner hall. my hands were laden with stuff... so, when i entered the lift, i asked an adult to help pust the 2nd floor button. he was with his wife, i think, going up to their room la kot!

so, the wife asked me,
"ada apa malam ni?," appraising the hamper i was carrying and all...

i replied we were having a dinner tonight.
ans she asked back, "oh, pelajar universiti ke?"

inside, i felt 'ouch!!'

but... the worse was yet to come.

"tak kak, utk pelajar form 6, ada majlis makan malam la... utk upper 6."

akak: "oh, yeke?"

i just nodded....

then, it was quiet for a few moments... and then came the coup de' grace...
she asked me... "cikgu ajar subjek apa ye?"

i almost dropped the things i were holding!!!

CIKGU?????????????????????

on one side, i felt complimented... ok... why????? i have no idea...
but... CIKGU???????? my goodness!!

i actually stammered when i replied i was in the lower 6 form. their looks were incredelous!
it's as if i was telling them i was hot-singing sensation of the continent or something...

oh the nerve of it all...
damnit.

so... that's that. bottom line is... i am... oh forget it... i am aging as we speak. ure all old too... muahahahahahahha!!!!

a 3 week recap!

2006-11-10T06:40:00.000-08:00

hi!! sorry for not updating...
~~i had better things to do~~ i was really busy! exams, duties, and such! soo....

MY EXAM RESULTS SUCK BIG TIME!!!!!!!!!!!! it was so bad even the rabbit's poop looked enticing and delicious!!! LWJKLDHEKLHJ@OI~I!OU(P!!O!O HGAGAGHAHAHH!H!H!H!H!H!!
aaaaaaghhhHH!H!HHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111111oneoneoneone

my pointer is like.... 2.5 or sumthin like that!! I HAVE A BIG STAMPED "LOSER" ON MY FOREHEAD!!!!!!

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHH!!!
*wages a war on all cute bunnies worldwide*

Asbhqgqgwbuiw!*@(!#U)EQ!!!!!
im not really mad bout chemsitry, as i did not study for it....
but a fuckin B- FOR BIOLOGY??????????????????????????????????? i studied for bio like it was my best friend... dont get me wrong, but i love biology, and i actually thought i had a penchant for it... sobsob......

maths!!!!!!!!!!!! Y DID I HAVE A STUPID MENTAL BLOCK UNTIL I CANT REMEMBER HOW TO DO 5 SIMPLE QUESTIONS ON POLYNOMIAL AND INEQUALITIES!???????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAHHJHJ#RHRRHRHRHRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111oNE!

so... yeah.... that's what happened the past 3 weeks! me ranting.... and RANTING.... and (not ranting as in dahan) but RANT-ING!

(nothing to do with the topic)

Y DOES EVERYONE IN THE TV CHATROOMS DO STUPID (@*_*#_@*#_@ GOD FORSAKEN MESSAGES LIKE THIS????????????

Y
Y A
Y AM
Y AM I
Y AM I AN
Y AM I AN I
Y AM I AN ID
Y AM I AN IDI
Y AM I AN IDIO
Y AM I AN IDIOT
Y AM I AN IDIO
Y AM I AN IDI
Y AM I AN ID
Y AM I AN I
Y AM I AN
Y AM I
Y AM
Y A
Y
!!!

(&*$@#&$)(&@#*+_*@!#)_!!!!
WTF DO U HAVE TO DO THAT FOR????????????????????????????
(im sorry if anyone who read this have commited this... this..... this... thing before)

BUT!!! THE POINT IS! WONT U SAVE TIME IF U JUST SAID..

Y AM I AN IDIOT????????
THERE!!!! I THREW IN 8 QUESTION MARKS THERE IN LIKE.... 3 SECONDS!!! BUT... I HAD TO TYPE THAT )#@*(#)@)@(#) MESSAGE UP THERE FOR LIKE 3 DARN MINUTES!!! MY GOODNESSS!!!!!!!!!!!!

thank you... and please come again...
*if i have frightened you in any way.... please do not be. im just going thru a phase right now.. and NO... it aint PMS.*

what i did one my one-week stint....

2006-10-29T03:59:00.000-08:00

NOTHING!!!!! nil! nEHII!!!!
only God knew how bored i was... oh and manul too... kesian. he kene all my ranting... sorry EH!
u know what....

im not really in the mood la....
another time pls...

need i say more?

2006-10-24T08:31:00.000-07:00

of strippers and thiefs~!

2006-10-22T07:18:00.000-07:00

this post is a little adult-oriented. viewers discretion advised.

i thought this article was a bit weird. female pickpockets strip down to their skin to be passed of crazy if they are caught! whoa... got like that one ah?

malaysia really is a place with everything! we have snatch thiefs! golok version bomohs (fake) extorting money from people seeking their treatment, and now bila-banyak-salah-open-everything! apparently, there are 4 foreign women, and they're tudung-clad. they browse around the items at a stall, and slash the traders' moneypouch and get away with the money!

so, one of the girls got caught and several traders beat the crap outta her... whoa... that's sorta harsh right? HOWEVER! what intrigued me was part on the undressing... (no, im not being dirty minded, but, there were several takes on the situation!!!)

situation one
woman's clothes tore away when she struggled against the beatings.

hmmm.... i dont want to elaborate further. u guys can imagine the situations urself too.
no? aiyaaa! ok, imagine.. uhh.... 4 muscular guys... no, no.. make it 4 kids! imagine them tearing barbie princess ken's (or whatever her name is) clothes off! u might think kids wont do it... but that's another story.

situation 2!
some traders said she took of all her clothes, including her under garments, to try and shock the men away, or to make that assume she ~~has~~ is nuts! that cover-up did not work, and they bashed her up anyway.

woman: don't come close! i open my shirt aa!!
crowd: *one step forward*
woman: i open my trousers aa!!!!
crowd: *another step forward*
woman: i open my... oh hell, who am i kidding!! i bukak everything aa!!! i mean it!!
crowd (especially the guys): *5 steps forward*
woman: WAIT A DARN FRIGGIN MINUTE!!!! u guys actually have a penchant for this dont U???!!!

thus... starts the epic kungfu battle, crouching tiger, hidden ~~bra~~dra-gon...
sorry... got a little carried away....
i pity the woman, for being bashed up... but i pity the traders even more. one lady lost rm3000.00 to the girls...

so, boys and girls! dont steal steal! if u get caught, they're gonna kick ur asses, whether it's clothed or not....!
babai~!

yay! im 18!

2006-10-18T07:49:00.000-07:00

soooooooooo, im back!! anyone missed me..? *wind blows.....*
where is the love people????? sheesh...

oh well! heyyyyyyyyyyyyy!! my finals for this year is over! ive learned that doing form 6 is a blessing in disguise. i learned that it's not all academics, its how u applicate ur knowledge in real life, and that's what really matters~! i feel so lucky to be going through this experiences!!!

translation? im flunking math. oh and chemistry too....

on a lighter note... and by lighter i mean one tonne!!!!! i just turned 18!!! muahahaahaahahahahaahahahahahhahahEhem.....

18! 18!!! i can watch movies that touch the inner senstivity of humans, and learn to divulge in more touching issues like religion, race, skin colour and such! *u didnt think i;ll be elaborating on something sexual did you????*
yes, as im nearing adulthood, im learning to take things more seriously... watch out ppl! there's a new guy in town...

so.... thanks mum and dad, for showing me the world.. and providing me with more than i always wanted. the both of you gave the three of us (siblings) more than we asked for, and i cant really express my gratitude in words. friends, for shaping me to be the person i am today... and teachers, believing in me, (stepmommy and pn normah)!

after 17 yrs and 365 days, ive been childish, annoying, a fucking retard at times, and just hard to live with. but, ive been a friend too right??? ive done my share of bringing smiles and laughters into ppls hearts havent i????? oh just say yes aa!

u wont? (points ak-47 at fluffy brown bunny)

so sorry i did not blog this sooner, as i was preparing for the festivities. so...

ON THE 18TH.
came to school like it's any other day, *with the exception of the haze*... still was bad. so.. nothing eventful happened. so... we had to be placed in another class as mohan, lingen, hema and rokesh had to take their physics exams in our class.

i started noticing that my friends were acting weird, all of a sudden. for instance, when i talk to asha, she was like trying to control her words.
then she said.. "today's ur birthday right?" and she suddenly gasped in horror!

i mean.... my birthday very horrific one aa? or... that's what i thought... and she stammered a 'happy birthday' and went off.... talk about freakinessnessnessness... must be the haze i guess!

*oh yea, luper nak cakap! we had to stayback after school too, because my teacher wanted to see us... without telling the reason, WHICH was weird too*

then, the 4 of them finished their papers, and we hung out at class 6BC (our class is 6BA). i asked them if they wanted to go back to 6BA, but they wanted to stay in 6BC....
i noticed some of us missing, but i did not bother to ask where they went... busy reading book that time. ANNNNNNND, masa balik, *we were supposed to stayback remember?* they said teacher wanted to meet us in 6BA. biler pegi je........ SURPRISEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

hehehehe, too much la all of them! yayy! ada birthday cake lagi! love u guys!!!
thanks asha, thashini, hema, click koma, mullai, ambi, linggi, mohan and rokesh!!! u guys made my day! oh yeah, my class mmg 10 org pun!

received a number of sms-es on my birthday too! byk jugak aa! yay! terharu giler!
p/s: wanna shout out to malina, happy birthday!!! kami 18 oktober hebat2 belaka!

so, im back blogging yea! selamat hari raya, and happy deepavali to all!

blogger on hiatus!

2006-10-06T21:34:00.000-07:00

hiatus eh they call it? tah la... i wanted to use it since it sounded cool!
oh well... i'll be away for a week or so, as i'll be having my 1st major exam... my first semester finals! damnnnnnnN!!

5 subjects, but each so difficult! i think i'll be flunking chemistry... but, i hope maths will be an 'A'... oh i wish i was smart enough!!!

deepavali's around the corner too! yay!! muruku, yeahhhHH!!! grandma belum start buat lagi! cepat-cepat! tgh lapar ni!

buat muruku cepat-cepat,
letak tepung erat-erat,
buat bentuk tepat-tepat,
mari dekat-dekat,
jangan jilat-jilat! (apakah?)

oh yeah! ab kasi some lagu jazz lama and also some of cirque du soleil. they're rather fantastic!

ive heard one if their songs before, but i forgot what! aaarghhhh!! kene cari ni!
thanks ab! tak tau lakk ada org same taste ni! ab, i like pizza hut too!!! *hinthint*

hahahahahaa! oh, gluck to form 6ers yg ada exam! also too my friends in Uni skrg nih!
ANNNNNNNNNNNND, to spm candidates! do ur best, and God will do the rest...

YAY! octoberrr!!!!!!

some song reviews for you!

2006-10-04T04:35:00.000-07:00

i have been adding more songs to my playlist this few weeks...
i added about 30 just last week...

well, some are relatively new songs, some old, some classics, some boring... u guys know my taste... so, dont sue me if u die of boredom listening to my choice of songs...

meant to fly: eva avila (7/10)

ok... this was released just a few days ago, and the version i have isnt really of a damn good quality... but, it's a good song.
well, the theme of the song for me, is that eva, as a new artist is 'meant to fly' in the music industry. the arrangement is simple, but, her vocals are very limited here... not the usual immense range i heard during canadian idol. the genre is more towards rnb/soul, as it was the image she was going with since she started singing...
i sorta see an alicia keys in her..

sekadar di pinggiran: francisca peters (9/10)

ok, i admit it, i love classic malay songs... but, im quite picky in it too actually! for those of you who dont know francisca, she's a 'serani'... that's malay/mat salleh right? i think so...
errr... oh yeah, she won 'anugerah juara lagu' in the 1980's, and was the 1st non-bumiputera to do so.... and jaclyn victor was the second, in the year 2006.

sekadar di pinggiran is a sad love song... (for me).. about her loved one hurting her, and now wanting to return to her heart. however, the msg of the song, IF i interpret it, will be, she wants to balas dendam.. or sumthin like that...

oh yeah, i do listen to the song lyrically too! the arrangement, though old, sounds very nostalgic for me... nostalgic~! not metrosexualic!!! im not being emotional listening to this song, thank you!!!! aaarghhh!!

i love francisca's vocals! her voice is HAUNTINGLY beautiful! woohoooo! this is always played!!

agnes monica: bilang saja (8/10)

i first heard this song when farah asyikin of OIAM performed it on stage... and i loved the tempo of the song.

it's a somewhat fast number, and it is a hybrid of tata young and rossa.the beginning of the song is just amazing when agnes' voice blends with the backups, and when her voice solely comes out later, it just brings out the 'OOMPH!' of the song! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! *throws bunny down a cliff*

vocally, she didnt showcase her power in this song. i heard her sing live, and it was much more powerful imo. the arrangement is ok too... i'd say, if u dont have this song, it is a MUST... i did not rate it perfect as towards the end, it was a bit too static... she could've done more on the final parts....

paris bennett: midnight train to georgia (10/10)

ok, im a real big fan of soul and motown! and this song really hit the spot!! like when, u shoot a rocket outta ur RPG, and instead of hitting a bunny, u hit POOH BEAR too!!! muahahahahahahahahahahaEhem..........

ok fine, it's not that bad la!! (the way i described it was more like a deathmetal song!)
it's more of a motown/soul/rnb take on the song. the original singers, 'gladys knight and the pips' covered this song in 1969..

paris bennett, fresh from 5th place in american idol this year, gave her own rendition of this groovy number! what's amazing is, for a girl of just 17 yrs old, she displayed real maturity and conviction when she sang! the arrangement was great, her vocals were fantastic, and i hear it over and over again!!

p/s: these are just my tastes yeah... i dont guarantee u'll like them, but, what the heck. go go download download.... err... i mean, buy it!!!

(the rabbit falling down from the cliff survived... thanks to a good samaritan.. ME!)

byeee!!!

a really tired person blogging...

2006-09-30T01:27:00.000-07:00

ok~ hi!!!
i know i said i was back blogging! but, sorry couldnt update for a few days...
i was really busy studying! honest!!! biology is so hard! hish..............

a lot of people asked me whether i've had a girlfriend before! well, not a lot... but, a few! ok.... maybe 6 or 7! maybe 10.... hmmmmmm....
to be asked such a question is like being struck by lightning outta nowhere!

eg:
friend: have you had a girlfriend before?
me: 0_0!!!!!
friend:...........?
me: >.
friend: ....................................... well?
me: no...

somehow i feel ashamed of saying no.... but y feel ashamed??? it's not like im desperate or anything.... *this is not a blog to get a gf out of desperation, tq~!*

so i dont have anything interesting to blog about all the time... lemme pour out my story2 oso a bit la!!! just read or the... uhh.... ermmm... bear gets it!!! *aims rocket launcher at pooh bear*

back to the story.... i dont see the big huuhaa of having a partner. i mean, marriage is a different case, but a girlfriend? some ppl i know go to desperate lengths to get a girlfriend. others, take it easy, but are busy skimming through the 'girl friend available' ad...
others, like myself, just cant seem to be bothered to get one....

reasons to have a girlfriend, or boyfriend for u girls reading this...
#1: coolness factor?
#2: pour ur problems to?
#3: to marry later on?
#4: to marry and live until a ripe age of 70 and celebrate ur 50th anniversary at a posh hotel, where ur great grand children are busy running around playing tag with other kids, and suddenly hit the anniversary cake and make it topple on a person and produce a chaotic scene? eh wait... that's a different story..

ignoring #4, #1 and #2 isnt necessary. if ure really serious bout this person, then go ahead and stick with #3....
my reason? i dunno.... just to find out what it feels like? *yeah, lame excuse... i know*

i honestly think i'll make the worst boyfriend ever.
- i dont sms more than 4 times a day....(average)
- i dont remember birthdays well
- i cant produce eloquent and sophisticated english, UNLIKE her!
and the list goes on.......

oh well... see la how life takes its turn on me....

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i didnt mutilate them... promise!