Enter my mind

Give me 20 years.....

2011-12-10T19:40:00.000-08:00

Give me 20 years and I will be the best heart surgeon in Malaysia.
Give me 30 years and I might be PM.
Ah, dreams.......

When I was....

2011-08-22T03:06:00.001-07:00

When I was 6, i couldn't wait to go to school,
I could not wait to wear the school uniform, a dark blue kain and white baju kurung,
Walking around with brand new white sneakers with straps,
I could not wait to go to school with a cool bag pack on my back; the ones with the wheels and power rangers pictures on it.

When I was 12, I was extremely excited to go high school; that was where the teenagers go to school,
To me, the light blue kain was a kind of status; you're a teenager with unimaginable freedom,
You get to stay up late and do cool things that teenagers do( I did not know what those cool things were at the time),
You're almost a grownup.

When I was 15, all i wanted to do was to turn 17 as soon as possible,
They are the seniors, the ones whom I, unfortunately misunderstood as the ones who are above the rules,
They ate in class, used their phones in class and no one was there to punish them(or so i thought),

When I was 17, I wanted SPM to be over and turn 18,
I wanted to finish school and start college,
I wanted to be able to go to the cinema and watch over 18 movies without the risk of being caught,hang out with friends at swanky cafes after class,
After 11 years of wearing school uniforms, I wanted to be able to go to class wearing my favourite jeans and t-shirt.

So here I am 19 years old and almost 20,
Here I am waiting to start medical school,
I look back and think of the years that went by,
I realize how naive I was to want to grow up so quickly,
To want to leave school so soon,

Here I am wishing that I was back in school,
Still wearing those white sneakers and the school uniform,
I don't care that I can't bring my phone to school,
Or drive to school or wear my jeans and t-shirt,
I do not mind if i have to retake UPSR, PMR or SPM,
As long as I get to stay in school again,

If only I can go back in time and meet my younger self,
I would pass on one advice to the little me,
Who was so desperate to grow up so soon,
I would say, "Enjoy these 11 years little one, for one day you will look back and wish you could stay in school forever"

Food. An essay back when i was in form 4

2011-05-19T05:27:00.000-07:00

What is food? Food is something that you eat to gain energy and satisfy your hunger. In a world where food is an important part of life, it is not hard to guess why it has become an identity that one associates with a country or culture. Think of hot and spicy food and you'll probably think of Asian countries like Thailand or India. Think of carbs and fat-rich food, America comes to mind. No wonder the Biggest Loser is a big hit.

Scientifically, water is far more important than food. You can survive for weeks without food but without water, you'll be lucky to survive a few days. However, most cultures and countries are more commonly identified by their unique food rather than unique drinks. The phrase 'eat to live' is now 'live to eat'. That shows that we value food more for that just as a biological need to survive. I personally hold on to the latter phrase as a principal in life. My love of travelling is also partly due to the chance to try all the different types of food on this planet of ours. The world is just one huge pan filled with food.

The variety of food in the world is astounding. One type of food can be eaten in so many different ways. Take bananas for example; they are typically eaten as fruits in most countries but in Malaysia, we turn the bananas into 'masak lemak pisang' for lunch. Pineapples can be eaten just like that or as toppings on a pizza. Get my point?

Food is one of the few things in life that can bring people together, regardless of their race, religion or nationality. Look at our open house culture that is unique to Malaysia. When a Malay is having an open house for Hari Raya, you can be sure to see Indians, Chinese and others carrying plates full of rending, ketupat and lemang. The same thing can be seen during Deepavali and Chinese New Year open houses. Another albeit more spiritual example of food bringing people together is during the holy month of Ramadhan. Muslims all over the world would sometimes prefer to break fast at the mosque instead of at home. At the mosque, you meet new people whom you might not be able to meet somewhere else. Not only do you make new friends you also strengthen the bond between fellow Muslims. As the Malaysians say, “merapatkan talian silaturrahim”. Keluar jugak Bahasa Melayu aku. What amazes me the most is that, these strangers who do not know each other apart from each other’s names can have animated conversations that would only stop when it’s time for Terawih and will continue again after the prayers. See how smart God is? He doesn’t make you suffer through the hunger for nothing.......Maybe the spiritual example is a stretch for some people...Look at the bazaar Ramadhan that’s almost everywhere in the country during the fasting month. If you expect the bazaar to be crowded with Muslims, you’re wrong. It’s not hard to spot the many Ah Chong and Ramu shuffling through the crowd looking for something to buy for dinner. Apart from causing ‘slit-your-wrist’ traffic jams, the bazaar Ramadhan is the ideal example of racial unity. A living advertisement for One Malaysia I suppose. Now if only these bazaar patrons can just unite and learn how to park their cars properly instead of parking everywhere like its ‘bapak kau punye jalan!’ =).

As I said before, food is commonly associated with ones culture. Think of ketupat and rendang, you’ll think of the Malays and Hari Raya. Think of Murukku and images of Indians and Deepavali comes to mind. I guess the phrase ‘You are what you eat” is spot on.

Food. That simple, four- lettered word can produce the most interesting and thought provoking conversations. Food can also be a place of solace for some. A safe haven when one is sad or angry. You celebrate happy occasions like weddings with food and you comfort yourself with food when you’re sad. You can actually guess a person’s mood through the food that they cook. Well, it’s true for me at least. Take my dear mom for example, when she’s happy, God those hands of hers can make the best food known to man. When the food looks like it has been infected by a mutating virus, then she’s probably upset about something I did.

Being a Malaysian and growing up in a country where food makes the world go round, I strongly believe that food defines who you are. Eating unhealthily tells me that you are unconcerned about your health while eating nothing except for food with low calories and carbs tells me that you’re a health nut that cannot survive in Malaysia.(Nasi Lemak has been called a ‘heart attack’ in a banana leaf). So whatever your opinion on food may be, one thing is certain, food is universal. Food is a language, a medium that brings all of us together. It doesn’t matter if you’re an Umno member or Pas, Christian or Muslim, once you sit down and take that first bite of roti canai, you’ll forget all those differences and bond over your love of food. So the next time you have an argument with a friend, just drag him to the nearest mamak stall and treat him to a plate of roti canai and a cup of teh tarik.

THE READING LIST

2011-04-05T09:23:00.000-07:00

1.Malay Dilemma
2.Mein Kempt. I'll finish this book when cats have horns. 'Kucing bertanduk'Gedit? gedit?
3.The Pillars of the Earth.
4.The Lord of The Rings:The Fellowship of the Rings.Hmmmm...Can I just WATCH the movie?
5.Pride and Prejudice. My personal best record: Finishing 3 pages before collapsing.

WISH ME LUCK!

TURNING 19

2011-01-18T08:00:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year everyone!

So i just turned 19 a few days ago. Yeah i know...People keep telling me, "Enjoy your last year of teen-dom".That made me realize. Oh dear, I'm going to be 20 next year. 21 the year after that. Now that hit me like a brick wall. I am an adult. I don't know whether i should be happy,sad or just plain scared. Sure being an adult means you don't have to do certain things you hated to do when you were a teen, BUT with age comes greater responsibilities. More things to worry about. GREAT. To tell you the truth, I am terrified. I fear for my future. What lies ahead. What God has planned out for me. Will i be a doctor? lawyer? or an underpaid desk clerk?

I yearn to turn back and return to a time where everything was much simpler. You go to school, you learn new things, you go home, you eat and you sleep. No mountains of homework, no early morning lectures, no staying up late to study. I want to be that kid again, the one who didn't really care about the outside world. The one who wanted to go to school everyday and meet her friends and play.The one who was so naive to think that everyone was her friend. The one who thought that an owl will send you a letter from Hogwarts when you turn 11(well i did!)

Still want to grow up fast kids? Well let me impart you with this piece of wisdom...."Enjoy your childhood while you still can. Play, laugh and get your clothes dirty as often as you can."

Top ten things you should know about UiTM students

2010-12-03T02:18:00.000-08:00

1)Every time we see each other we don't say "Hello". Instead we say "Oh my God I haven't finished my lab report yet."

2)We complain that we are not getting enough sleep because we spend late hours staying up to study. Don't hear us complaining about the lack of sleep when we stay up till 6 a.m. in front of the computer or the telly do you?

3)If you see us nodding repeatedly when the lecturer is looking at us while teaching, it means that we are not really paying attention. We just want the lecturer to stop looking at us.

4)We complain that we have too much work to do yet when the lecturers do not give us any we complain that they are not doing their jobs.

5)We loathe our lecturers for the amount of workload that they give but when he/she is replaced in the next semester, we say "Lecturer dulu tu kan lagi best"

6)We say that we don't miss our parents and we are glad to be free. Strangely, most of us go home every weekend.

7)High school student:I can't wait to finish high school and go to university
University student :I want to go back to high school!!!!!

8)70% of us would wake up every morning and say ,"What the hell am I doing here????"

9)Most of us gained weight after June 2010.

10)90% of us say " I shouldn't have applied for the JPA scholarship!"

Political nonsense.

2010-11-27T18:12:00.000-08:00

Hello my peeps! It's been awhile since my last post. I was too busy getting settled back in Uni. The second semester of this hell hole of a programme we call Asasi Sains has begun.
Back to my post.....

Now, if i ask you who is your favourite PM, most of you would reply Dr. Mahathir. Why? Because he put Malaysia on the map, because he managed to modernise the country, because he built the Petronas Twin Tower, because,because...the list goes on and on. Most of you would say he was a great man.Even outside of Malaysia, Mahathir was considered a great leader. A maverick. A man who made Malaysia famous. For once, it was good to hear people know where Malaysia is. It was good that we don't have to mention that Malaysia is next to Singapore.

When Tun Abdullah finally came to power succeeding Mahathir's 22-year long tenure, we were happy. It was a good change. Well, that was just a small happy period for Abdullah. Soon most of us lashed out at him. He's weak, he sleeps all the time, He listens to his son-in-law more than his own advisors .To top it all, he lost his wife to cancer too. Being the first Malaysian PM(correct me if i'm wrong) to lose a wife while in office.What do you expect Abdullah to do? Build another skyscraper just to prove that he is just as great as Mahathir? Come on people, he was in power for less than 2 years and people started complaining and criticising his administration.Mahathir conveniently came out of retirement to lead a crusade against Mahathir. All the while, Abdullah remain silent(Not one of your best decisions).

Perhaps Tun Abdullah's biggest mistake was allowing media transparency too early during his time in power. Malaysians lived under a tight media censorship rule for 22years under Mahathir. All the skeletons in Mahathir's closet( or should i say closets) were hidden pretty well for more than two decades. Allegation of corruption and wrong doings were often voiced out by brave souls but they were never proven. Why? Because Mahathir was a smart man. He knew how to hide his vices. So when Abdullah allowed media transparency, all the skeletons were for everyone to see. All the shit that happened during Mahatir's tenure were revealed. Unfortunately,people thought it was Abdullah's dirty laundry. Tun Abdullah also inherited all the problems that Mahathir cleverly left behind. The result, Abdullah's administration was seen as far more corrupted and weak than his predecessor's. People within UMNO decided he was incompetent and even publicly asked for his resignation.Though i fear this is more out of political ambition than a desire to see UMNO be restored to glory.

Most people say, owh I don't think Mahathir practiced corruption. COME ON PEOPLE! This is politics we're talking about. A man with no ambition cannot survive in politics. Ambitions require support. Support requires money. At the end of the day, no matter how clean you try to be, you are still 6 inches deep in corruption. As a friend of mine once said "Politics,poly meaning many,ticks are bloodsuckers. Politics means many bloodsuckers". It is true. Do not think for once that Mahathir is clean. He was never clean. If he accused Abdullah of allowing his son to dabble in politics to control him, is he forgetting about his own son? Mukhriz may not have controlled his father but he sure did get a lot of benefits from being the PM's son don't you think? Mukhriz even wrote a letter asking(albeit politely) for Abdullah to resign.

Do you honestly think that a man can stay in power for two decades and stay clean? It sounds impossible. Abdullah is said to have a house in Australia.Corruption? Sure. Well what about the rumour that Mahathir has a ranch in Argentina? Rumour or not, it proves that Mahathir is NOT corruption-free. Far from it. If that is not some indication that Mahathir practiced corruption, i do not know what is. He may criticise Abdullah for all of his weaknesses, but dear Tun Mahathir, do not declare that you are clean and without flaws. He may be a great man. He may be one of the greatest Prime Minister in Malaysian history. But he is not a saint. I really do pity Tun Abdullah. He was a scapegoat for Tun Mahathir and his erm ....minions. I shall not name them. You know who they are. I am not defending Tun Abdullah. I am not saying he is clean either. As previously mentioned, honest men in politics are rare. I just want to make sure that people do not forget what Tun Mahathir did. Do not let his achievements blind you of his wrong doings. Do not think that what he did for Malaysia is great enough for him to be forgiven for his mistakes. He may be hailed as a hero now, but someday, people are really going to see the real Mahathir.

Author's note: Please do not take it personally. I'm only 18. Still a student. I hope to enter politics one day. Perhaps even become PM. Having an ISA record is not a good way to start my political campaign or my medical career for that matter. So please, please i beg of you do not take it personally. Tun Mahathir, if you are reading this( just dream) please don't report me to the police.Any criticism will be most welcomed.

the universe

2010-11-04T19:47:00.001-07:00

I was watching History Channel's 'The Universe' yesterday about the Milky Way galaxy. As we all know, our solar system is just a minute spot at the edge of the Milky Way. To us humans, the solar system is so vast yet we are just a speck in the galaxy. If that does make you feel insignificant, the Milky Way is just one galaxy out of the 170 BILLION GALAXIES in the observable universe. When they say observable, does that mean there are many more galaxies in the "UNSEEN' universe? I guess i'll never know.

The mysteries of the universe is something that has fascinated me for many years. The universe is defined as the totality of everything that exists,including all physical matter and energy, the planets, stars, galaxies, and the contents of intergalactic space. From what I know, the universe expands faster that the speed of light. For those who didn't know that, YES THE UNIVERSE EXPANDS. IT STILL IS! So if the universe continuously expands, where does it expand into? Put it this way, if a balloon is pumped while inside a container, it will expand in size. This is because there are spaces between the walls of the container and the balloon. Once the balloon touches the walls, the balloon will explode if more air is pumped. So if the universe is expanding, what is the space onto which the universe expands?The space that i'm talking about is not the "OUTER SPACE" where shuttles fly to but "SPACE",a three-dimensional framework in which we can sense direction and quantify distances between objects or points (Courtesy of Wiki). According to Wikipdia, the expansion for the universe is intrinsic, meaning that the universe is not expanding outwardly into a pre-existing space. It does expand into anything outside of itself. Confused? So am I.Based on the finite theory, space(the mathematical concept)wraps around itself. If we were to hypothetically walk across the universe, we would actually end up back in the place where we started.

So, we all know that the background of the universe is black. So if the rapidly expanding universe is black, does that mean the pre-existing space( suppose there is a pre-existing space) is colourless? According to scientists, the universe will continuously expand until it rips itself apart. I used to think( I still do) that the universe will continue to expand until it reaches the edge/boundary of the erm..."space" and when it does reach the end,there will be a sign hung onto the boundary of space that says "DEAD END". haahhahhhahaha

In the end, we do not know whether space extends to infinity or there is a boundary somewhere out there. I guess it's something that only GOD knows.

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2010-11-03T20:50:00.000-07:00

"What the hell am i doing here?". That is the question that i ask myself every single day. What am i doing in UiTM? Why am i doing foundation here? Why do i want to pursue medicine? Lately, i find myself doubting my ambitions in life. I know i am smart. Not as intelligent as some but smart nonetheless. However, seeing the top scorers acing every single quiz,test and exams makes me wonder whether i am smart enough to pursue a medical degree. A doctor once told me, "Anyone can be a doctor, you just need patience, passion and hard work." True as it may be, i still wonder if i am qualified enough to study medicine. Being a doctor is the one constant thing in my life.Sure i had other ambitions like becoming and astronaut, an astronomer, even a power ranger at one point but being a doctor was always my biggest dream. Unfortunately, being a doctor is the ambition of thousand of other Malaysians. Its the 'it' thing to do nowadays. I mean almost everyone in the science stream wants to become a doctor. Out of the hundreds of SPM high scorers, you can bet there will be twenty or thirty students wanting to become doctors.

The number of doctors doing their housemanship has increased so rapidly that even the officers in charge are unable to control and keep track f them. Some doctors even finish their housemanship without even gaining any experience or learning anything. Are these the doctors that you want to be roaming around treating patients? Instead of curing patients, they will just leave a trail of dead bodies. It was predicted that Malaysia will experience a 'saturation of doctors' soon. If there are so many doctors in Malaysia, why is there still a lack of doctors in government hospitals and clinics? Where did all the young,ambitious doctors go? Sadly, the idea of long hours working in government hospitals does not appeal to them. Instead, they flee to the comforts of the private sector or open up their own clinic. I must say, i am seeing clinics popping up everywhere like mushrooms! In a small town, there could be five to six clinics. I once plucked the courage to ask a doctor why did he open up his own clinic instead of working in a government hospital, his reply was simple "The working hours are not flexible and the pay is so low." I understand that money is important but that is just ridiculous. Do you become a doctor to make tons of money or do you do it to help people? Since when did medicine become a glamorous profession instead of the noble one it was before? Is the title of DOCTOR in front of your name more important than helping people? Unfortunately, GLORY is far more important and satisfying.

Could I be one of these people? Do i really want to become a doctor to help people or because the glory that i think i would achieve? My biggest fear is that i would not be the good doctor that i hope to be.For all i know, i might end up being those cold, unfriendly doctors who show no warmth towards their patients. They view their patients like objects and nothing more. The 7 week break has given me time to reevaluate my goals and priorities. Fortunately, i still believe that i can make a difference in the medical field. It may be small, but still, a difference. I may not be the smartest person, but what i lack in intelligence i shall make up in passion and determination.

Lately, i saw the setbacks that i faced this year as a sign from God. Could it be that i am not meant to be a doctor? That i would end up in a different field all together? That i have been to arrogant and proud to think that i could become a doctor? I must admit, i did consider dropping the idea of pursuing medicine. However, seeing friends in medical school motivated me to stop thinking negatively and moping around and start working harder.Walls are made for you to climb over it, not to stop you. With this renewed fire burning within me, i find myself determined as ever to become a doctor. Hopefully, i will.

revaluation: a special post by Nazurah Badrul Zaman and Nadiah Jamaludin

2010-05-12T06:38:00.000-07:00

How time flashes by. That is what often comes through my mind when i think back about my journey in life. It seems only yesterday that i stepped into 1 Jaya for the first time. I was just a young girl, nervous yet excited to begin this new chapter in life. Excited to put on the new uniform and those white shoes, proud to be carrying a new bag with wheels on, proud to be a 'big little girl' as my mum would say. I am sure all of us felt the same way as i did. Primary school was something new to us. Different than playschool and kindergarten. It was a new world, waiting to be discovered. New friends to make,new things to learn.We would be eager to learn new things. Constantly paying full attention to the teacher when he or she was teaching in front. We would race to finish our homeworks in time just to please the teachers. We would fight with each other just to get the chance to help a teacher carry her or his books. As if six years passed in a blink of an eye, we were all in Standard Six. We were all starting to feel the pressure of major exams. The first of many yet to come. UPSR came and went in an instant. We got through our results , be it good or bad with a sense of pride.We have finished primary school. We're leaving those tween years and entering the turbulent years of 'teenagehood' as i'd like to term it.

Some of us went to boarding school while most of us stayed behind in our hometown and began high school at SMK Taman Melawati. After years of primary education, we find ourselves starting back at the bottom of the food chain. Turning 13 was a big deal for all of us. We're no longer kids who would hold hands with mommy and daddy while walking to class. We no longer listen to our parents as we used to. We longer treat our teachers with the respect that we gave to our old teachers. No, things have changed. Old friendships that stood the test of time in primary school were broken and new ones were forged. Some of us even experienced puppy love. Sadly, i was not one of those people. hehehhe... Hormones were ranging and being in a relationship was the 'in' thing. We thought the love would last forever. Oh how we were naive.( Forever to a teenager would probably mean a month or two)

We rebelled more than we did before. It felt good, to defy someone. We stopped following the rules,question everything that we used to follow loyally. Gone were the school ties. Say hello to the large belt buckles, the outrages hairstyles and the messy appearances that we thought we cool. To be honest, I always thought that the boys were trying to outdo each other's hairstyle. Hair were becoming higher and higher. It's amazing how gel can make hair defy the laws of gravity. Fights were the norm in school. Gangs, girls and silly misunderstandings can lead to fights. Cops were regular visitors to our school. We made it through PMR with results ranging from 8A's to all fails. With our results, some of us moved out to boarding schools and some of us chose to finish school in Taman Melawati. We were segregated to different streams. Science, Accounts and Arts. What stream we were in will shape our future or so we were told. We paid more attention in class and started to study harder. SPM was just a year away. Then again, some of us treated form four as a honeymoon year(me included). Form five finally came. We were all a bit nervous yet still playful. Teachers began to pressure us to study harder. Homeworks were piling up, tests were so frequent it nearly drove me insane. The counselors began to have sessions to discuss future universities, colleges and even employments. Yes, we were being backed against a corner.

It finally came. D-DAY. SPM. Years of blood( ok a bit dramatic), sweat and tears preparing for this final exam of your high school life. This exam will be decider of everything we have learned. The very thing that will settle and end every single comparison made by parents regarding your grades. The ultimate indicator for teachers. The measuring stick to the success of their hardwork. Will it pay off? Will it be worth the patience, the numerous lectures and nagging that they have to endure in order to make students understand? Months of waiting finally, thankfully ended. The results were released. We jumped in joy,cried in joy and sorrow. A whirlwind of emotions compressed in a compact hall. We finally made it. High school is over. A new chapter begins. The battle to fill in scholarship applications, forms for colleges and Unis begins. We are now legal adults. We can drive legally. We can watch R rated movies without trying to sneak into one.

As I look back to my high school years, i wished i could change things. I wished we were more respectful to our teachers. Less fighting and more listening. Maybe we would have understand why things we as they were. Why what we did was wrong. Why were the rules created in the first place. It was for our benefit. Oh how i wished i had realised that before.

As all of us prepare to enter the next phase of our lives, we need to look back to our past. Reevaluate the perspectives that you have now. Learn from the mistakes that you have made in the past. It is never too late to change your future for the better. We need to be prepared for the next battle. It will not be a bed of roses. Hopefully, with the experiences of the past, we can get past this phase with our limbs intact. Ok, i need to stop typing as i have to start packing for Uni. UiTM here i come!

untitled

2010-05-11T19:23:00.000-07:00

Hey, its been a while since my last post. The truth is that i just don't have time to think of anything to write about. CAL just takes the life out of you. On weekends, you only have time to catch up on your sleep. A goodnight sleep is something that is really rare. On average, I sleep for about 5 to 6 hours. Coffee is the only thing that keeps me going. That and the fact that my mum paid RM 12,000 for the fees. HAHAHAHHAHA...Money really puts things in perspective doesn't it?

Anyway, i have been offered a place in UiTM to do foundation in science. UiTM was not my first choice, nor was it my second. It was my third. It was quite a shocker for me to get UiTM to be honest. Of course, i spent the whole day moping around the house, contemplating on my awful string of bad lucks. First the SPM result, then the JPA rejection and now this. Not to mention that my best friend achieved everything that i didn't. Then it dawned on me( about time too), that these are all lessons and experiences that not only made me humble but also stronger in a way. I know what it is like to be rejected(believe me, that is something that i will never forget. What can break you makes you stronger as they say. 'Sticks and stones can't break our bones' really makes sense now.

Being in Uni is going to be a new experience for me. Well, for one i'm going to stay in a dorm. Call me spoilt, but i have never been in a dorm before. I don't know what it looks like. The list of complaints is never ending; there's no air-cond, we have to share the tv and the toilets, we can't drive....Being a person who is adventerous and keen on challenges, i can only say one thing..BRING IT ON!

As i am typing this while my classmates of PM13 are studying Mathematics( hush...i'm playing hooky) i can't help but think about the memories that i had in Taylors(be it bad or good) and the friends i've made. To them i say thank you for bearing with me all this while and making the college experience worthwhile. To the dedicated lecturers, a big THANK YOU to you for teaching me without losing your temper. Yeah, i can be a bit slow but i have learned so much from you. Thank you so much. I will be lying if i tell you that I don't want to leave Taylor's( i really do want to leave.hehehe) but i wouldn't trade my experiences i had in at Taylor's or the numerous string of um...bad lucks for anything else in the world.

2010-02-12T04:12:00.000-08:00

I am now a CAL PRE MED student at Taylor's University College Subang Jaya. It was a whirlwind decision i tell you. I literally decided to enroll a day before the day of the registration. I enrolled with the BANK NEGARA Scholars since i joined in late. The CAL course started like two weeks before!!! So, suddenly i found myself running around campus just after a long month of being a couch potato. The good thing is that i lost all the weight that i gained(if any)from eating all the junk food and doing nothing all day long.The bad thing is I find myself missing being a couch potato and how i envy all my friends who are at home doing nothing but having their eyes glued to the TV or computer.Sigh...oh well you can't have the best of both worlds.Oh bloody hell I'm starting to quote Hanna Montana!

Anyway, college is not what i expected. Sure it is cool and don't get me wrong, i do love being in college but sometimes i just find myself asking "WHAT AM I DOING HERE??"I guess you need time to adjust to the different environment. Although i must say i do get a bit irritated when my classmates call our lecturers teacher,teacher!!" This is college dudes! I didn't finish school just to hear people call the lecturers 'teachers' in college.

Anyway, CAL is not a bed of roses for those future college students! I am now passing whatever bit of wisdom i have gained for this pass three weeks. MAKE SURE YOU ARE REALLY REALLY SURE OF THE COURSE YOU'RE TAKING! Do not enroll in courses just because your friends are in it. Don't! What's good for them may not be so suitable for you. This is college. It's time to grow up and make certain decisions on your own. And do not allow your parents to influence you to much when deciding on a course or college. I'm not saying you shouldn't listen to them. They may have some good advice. Just be sure you are doing it for yourself and not because your mum and dad told you to do so. It's time to spread those wings of yours and leave the nest.But don't leave permanently lah! You still need money! HAHAHAHAHHA...

Anyway, i can only say this to my friends and those who are going to go to college, be ready my friends! College is an interesting experience!! But don't ruin it by going to clubs,partying and drinking. What's the point? You can do that when you have your own money!!!!

Bored

2010-01-19T01:53:00.000-08:00

Wow! it's now 2010! Can you believe that folks? How time flies... I have just recently turn 18 and am feeling slightly more matured(slightly). After spending a month criss-crossing the United States of America, i am so glad to be back home in Malaysia. Dorothy was right when she said "There's no place like home". We ran into a series of unfortunate events such as delays, a lost camera, security checks and the bloody aweful weather. Apart from that, the trip was a memorable and an eye-opening experience! Trust me, watching and hearing your mum screaming during the ride on Space Mountain is not something you forget easily.

Anyway, i now find myself sitting in front of the computer for hours at a time just to kill time. It's either that or watching TV. The only time i come in contact with other human beings is during my daily morning jog. I am seriously starting to lose my sanity if i keep this up. Some of my friends have started college and some have taken up language classes. Unfortunately for me, i am stuck at home with nothing to do. My mother told me to read a book, i did. I finished all the books that i have on my shelf in three days. That should be an indicator of how much time i have on my hands. To make matters worse, i started watching all the Disney classics on You Tube. What a way to travel down memory lane huh?

So i decided to post all my daily activities on my blog just to share with the thousands of other bored post SPM students who are facing the same problems as I am.
I am in the middle of preparing a series of guides for all the couch potatoes in need of help. See you soon!

SPM ISSUES

2009-12-04T05:22:00.000-08:00

Hello there to those who happen to stumble to my blog! Sorry for not posting anything for so long as i am currently taking my SPM!!!

SPM is drawing to a close and i could not be happier. I am sure all FORM 5 students all over Malaysia agree with me. After 11 years of school life, i cannot wait to be free. No more uniforms is a welcoming thought! Anyway, some of the SPM papers were ok, some were F***ING HARD! Add math was an example. I mean, the first paper was ok but the second was just frustrating.I guess i was never very good with numbers. I suppose my only comfort is that you don't need Add Math in Med school right? right?

The most satisfying part of the whole SPM ordeal is the cleaning up part. Yup. Nothing is more satisfying than throwing away all those text books,reference books and exam papers that you have accumulated for 2 years. It is a form of therapy. Imagine throwing away that god forsaken SEJARAH text books after 2 years of enslaving your brain with sometimes unless info that have nothing to do with history OR tearing all the exam papers that you have kept in dusty files. If only i could have a bon fire using the papers. While i am taking SPM, several issues have popped up amongst the students which i thought are worth discussing.

-CHANGE OF GRADING SYSTEM WAS NOT A GOOD IDEA-

The issue of SPM crops up another topic which has bothered SPM candidates all over Malaysia. The grading system. Yes the f****ing grading system. HOW CAN THEY CHANGE THE GRADING SYSTEM A FEW MONTHS BEFORE THE ACTUAL EXAM! I would like to meet the asshole who came up with the brilliant idea. Does the Ministry of Education employ morons to work for them? I mean changing A1 to A+ this year is just ludicrous.You don't build the Petronas Twin Towers a few months after planning it. Is this an indication that the Minister of Education is not doing his job? Perhaps to busy with politics to actually care about the well being of the education system?
I thought having a new Minister of Education would solve problems not create new ones. Clearly they are all from the same mould, the UMNO MOULD.

They should stop mixing politics and education. This is just one territory that should not be tarnished by the corrupted and grubby hands of politics. You politicians can take it to the parliment but do not involve us students.

-PROPAGANDA IN HISTORY TEXTBOOKS-

I am sure many of you do not enjoy Sejarah. I, on the other hand enjoy Sejarah. The bravery of our ancestors, the problems we faced in our country and what we did to gain independence. However there are certain topics in the books that i could not for the life of me relate to history. Certain things that should belong in a SIVIK textbook then Sejarah.One example is the Wawasan 2020. The vision was the brainchild of Tun Dr. Mahathir in the 1990's as a way to encourage Malaysians to work harder in order to quote 'menjadikan Malaysia sebagai sebuah negara yang maju dengan menggunakan acuan sendiri setanding dengan negara maju di dunia'. Yes, the vision was coined up in the past so i suppose it does have a place in our textbook. However, the explanations that were given to us sound like a government propaganda scheme. Glorifying the government in ways that are clearly not true. Too many times have i read the credits the government receive for things that they clearly do not deserve. For those who don't believe me, try reading the Sejarah text books and see for yourselves.The propagandas in the textbooks though is subtle rivals that of the Third Reich's propaganda of the supremecy of the Aryan race. Come to think of it, our Ketuanan Melayu issue is similar to that of the supremecy of the Aryan race. Thank God we are not that extreme.To the government, TRY READING THE TEXT BOOKS! UNDERSTAND WHAT WE STUDENTS FEEL!

MALAYSIA, UNITY AND FREEDOM OF SPEECH!!!

2009-09-04T06:08:00.000-07:00

Satu Malaysia:rakyat di dahulukan, pencapaian diutamakan. That is the tag line to our current PM's motto. I have to admit it is rather catchy though i still favour 'Perpaduan Teras Kejayaan'. Yes my friends, i have finally found free time to post something new. It has been awhile since my last post and for that i can only offer my apologies(macamlah ade org nak baca blog aku). My life has been quite hectic with SPM trials and the looming SPM on the horizon.

Anyway, before i begin my ramblings I would like to offer my condolences to the family of the late Yasmin Ahmad who passed away recently. Her sudden passing is a shock to us and the country has lost one of it's best talents. May Allah bless her soul.

Our beloved nation celebrated it's 52nd Independence Day recently. Even though it was a moderate even as compared to previous celebrations, no H1N1 pandemic can deter the spirit of Malaysians who performed and those who stood outside of the parliament. I admire the patriotism exhibited by my fellow Malaysians.

Our beloved Malaysia has now turn 52(technically Persekutuan Tanah Melayu is 52 years old). Wow! Imagine that!!! As we celebrate our independence, i cannot help but think about recent events that give the impression that we are still not united. The Kampung Buah Pala incident for example was only a small issue until some assholes made it into a political and racial issue. Now, we all know that race and religion are two very sensitive issues. VERY VERY SENSITIVE. I don't understand why must they make it a big issue? Kite ni kan civilised, x boleh bawa berbincang ker dahulu? We as Malaysians, regardless of race,culture or religion must unite in order for prosperity to reign. What happened to the days when Muthu, Ali and Ah Chong can go fishing without instigating and racial debate? I wish i could turn back the clock and live during those simple times. Remember, we achieve our independence together. Tunku Abdul Rahman did not go alone you know...... Representatives from other races went together with him to achieve independence for Malaya not for the Malays alone.

For those who find this offensive, i am very sorry. Again, i am only 17 and just beginning to learn about the world i live in. Yes for a 17 year old i am quite aware for our current political issues. I am very grateful that the government is more transparent(Thank You Pak Lah!) and a little bit less uptight(little, tiny,weeney bit). Freedom of speech is something we all crave for but do not abuse it. In a multiracial country, freedom of speech can be a very dangerous weapon. If you want to compare us to US, then you are wasting your time. It is just not fair for people to compare us to a country that has been independent for so long. Besides, seriously , you guys nak ke being compared to the most hypocritical country in the world. For example, remember when US warned us not to use ISA as a political weapon? Habis Guantanamo Bay tu ape benda? 5 star hotel? Please do not abuse our right for freedom of speech as it may be taken away...it could happen you know......

A famous blogger was once detained under the Internal Security Act for posting something deemed sensitive and quite incriminating. Whether or not the information he posted is true, we may never know( i really, really want to know!!). We may crave for freedom of speech but i am afraid that we never fully get it. It may be the government or society itself that prevents us from getting it. Personally, i am not obsessed about it. We may be living in a conservative country that requires little changes but i am still happy. Even though we are a small country and tend to be missed by most foreigners( Where's Malaysia? is it near Singapore?), there is still no place like Malaysia. Malaysia truly Asia as they say... I was born here and i will die here. I will defend my country even if it means losing my life in the process.

pakai casual jer...

2009-06-10T18:30:00.000-07:00

it is true that girls are vain? according to the world yes. we are vain. but i never thought i would be really vain.

adnan is having a birthday dinner or party or what ever you want to call it at the Equatorial Hotel(hope the spelling is right). Of course Nad and I are invited along with some other friends. i didn't think much about it until adnan called on my phone during English Lit class(perfect timing Adnan!!!!) to confirm our attendance.I asked him what is the 'dress code' for the evening and he said casual.

LEARN SOMETHING HERE ADNAN: casual to nad and i=track suit and an old comfy t-shirt or PJ's!!!

after the lit class, i told nad that i was busy thinking about what to wear instead of paying attention in class(I hope Pn. Mohana,(gulp) doesn't read my post!). and whaddaya know, she was thinking the same thing too. sighhhh... nad, we really need to stop thinking about the same things.anyway, i spent the whole evening and night going through my closet. SOS: I NEED HELP.THE DINNER IS TONITE!!!!!

so while i'm typing away, i am still thinking about what to wear for tonite.Kenapa nak buat kat hotel!!!!! kan dah susah anak dara dua orang nih, dah tak tahu nak pakai ape!!!.jeez, rich people!!!

sadly, i have to throw my ego out the window and say I AM VAIN!!!!.

lessons in life

2009-04-28T03:41:00.001-07:00

i realized that you can learn the most unusual things when you are down with the flu, having a sore throat and a massive headache. i just had one experience last Wednesday with none other than my(unfortunately)best friend nadiah j or nadnad for short.

so there i was sitting in class, waiting for the bell to ring at 1.10,(we didn't have est that day. i count my little blessings)planning my next activity at home...1.take off my shoes
2.take my pills
3.crawl to my beloved bed
4.make my trip to Lala Land.
all day long, i was yearning,dreaming and craving to lie in bed, with the air conditioner on and the tv on. that was my heaven right there...so close yet so far!anyway, when the bell rang, i couldn't wait to get home, until nad's phone rang(nadiah dah maju, die ade phone sekarang).it was her mum. naturally, i would want a fast ride home instead of waiting for the van.

me:nad....i nak tumpang.nak balik cepatlah
nad:jap eh...
(nad was on the phone)
nad:my mum nak keluar...die nak punch in and then pegi kl central. nak amik ticket. nak ikut tak?
naz:bolehlah. dgn your dad sekali ke?
nad:yup.

we made the long journey to her car. i said my hello's to her parents and we set off to her office. naturally, the whole trip was filled with funny moments and absurdly funny conversations(thank you uncle and auntie!!!!)on our way to IKEA(we got hungry and decided to have lunch, although i later found out that nad's mum wanted to go shopping)the radio was playing this weird malay song. i listen harder and it was about a chicken! yes, a song about a chicken.

radio:ayam...macam macam ayam....
naz:nad, kenapa lagu ni pasal ayam
nad:sebab orang tu suke ayam...
naz:oh.nad....why are we listening to this?
uncle:because auntie and i are bringing it to US
naz:eh? kenapa!!!!lagu ni peliklah!!!
nad:welcome to my world.
all four of us started laughing.

the next song was even worse.
radio:makanan pelik-pelik...(something i didn't catch)....tahi itik...
naz:nad....kenapa lagu nih!
nad:entahlah naz. my dad beli!
uncle:sedap ape lagu nih!

and the rest will forever be on my mind.....that was my experience with nad's quirky family. but hey, i love being quirky and had a blast. so what i have learned :
1. all mothers are the same(they like to shop)
2. IKEA is a good place to have lunch and shop
3. never take mothers to IKEA
4. children and fathers are able to bear with shopping mums
5. there are songs out there that should be banned!!

naznaz's opinion on politics

2009-03-28T01:13:00.000-07:00

hey there who ever is bored enough to the point where they are willing to read my blog...

its been a while since i posted anything on this god forsaken blog. i wanted to write something about politics but i was afraid to get into trouble with the uhh...you know the...(whisper)GOVERNMENT.....i mean, don't get me wrong, i do support the government, but sometimes you just want to stand up and scream at the monkeys who say they represent the malaysian people but ended up arguing like little kids over candy...i think one blogger in the ISA is enough... i do not wish to add 'ISA DETAINEE' in my scholarship application. however, having that sort of experience listed on my resume might just give me a boost...or not.

point 1:
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS MONEY POLITICS

anyway people, like i said, politics seem to be a funny thing. i mean the word 'money politics' in my opinion is just a better version of what we call BRIBERY. i don't think there is such a thing as MONEY POLITICS....but being Malaysians, we want to be the first in everything even to the point of creating a new phrase. but money politics sounds kinda catchy......

point 2:
THERE CAN NEVER BE A CORRUPTION-FREE POLITICIAN

a friend once said that a good government is free of corrupt politician. but does she know that a person needs to do favours in order to become a politician? bet you haven't looked at it this way! i mean, in order to rise through the ranks of a party, one must do special services or give some green paper to certain people so that they can help him during the campaign. so it is impossible to be corrupt free once you are called a politician! if the other party accused its opponent of bribery, then they must also realize that they are also doing the same thing. i mean...name me one uncorrupted politician in this whole world. one person who has never taken a bribe is his life...if it's not in the form of money, it may be presents, vip treatment at the spa, free concert tickets and so on...that is also considered bribery is it not? corruption in politics is inevitable.it cannot be eradicated....it can reduced but never destroyed completely...like poverty....however, i applaud Pak Lah's determination to stop corruption even though his time as the 5th prime minister is up. i also admire any politician who is willing to take up the impossible task.....

to the next future prime minister, datuk seri najib tun razak, i wish you good luck(you're gonna need it) and hope you can manage this, multiracial, hot and humid country(not to mention being a country unknown to a lot of idiot mat sallehs who think the country north of singapore is a big jungle!)we call MALAYSIA.

p/s:to all those mat sallehs who don't know where malaysia is, or who must be reminded that it is the country north of singapore, next to indonesia or next to brunei......we are MALAYSIANS...our country is called MALAYSIA! if you ever ask any malaysian where malaysia is...expect a punch....(hahhaha)

naznaz.....
p/s:pls don't take it seriously...i mean im only 17. i too want to be a politician!

Battlefield

2008-10-17T05:42:00.000-07:00

when the ground shook,
when the sky turned pitch black from the black smoke from the guns and bombs,
when the river turned red with blood,
when the air smelled of death,
when houses burn,when women and children cry,
they can only think of home.

when nothing was heard but the sound of guns and screams,
they can only think of home,
the clear blue skies,
the wide ocean,the green grass,
the sounds of laughter fill their minds.

the soldiers are afraid,
the look on their faces betray their attempt to conceal it ,
they are afraid of death,
afraid of never being able to see their families, friends,
afraid of never being able to return home.

but their courage outweigh their fear,
their determination to win this war,to emerge victorious,
to make their country proud, no matter the price,
they may be afraid of death,
but the are comforted by the fact,
that they are serving their country,
their fatherland,
they are dying for a noble cause,defending their country,
freeing their beloved country from the oppressors,
liberating the people from being slaves on their own soil.

together they sang the national anthem,
singing it loudly, ignoring the sound of explosions,
as they sing, tears swell in their eyes,
not tears of fear,
but tears of determination,
tears of deliverence,
as their voice grew louder,their spirits sore, like an eagle in the sky.

they took one last look around them,
one last prayer, one last chat with their friends,
they do not know what is to become of them,
that is up to God,
they may die, they may live,
that is not known,but one thing is for certain,
if they do die in this war,on this battlefield,
it would be a glorious one,
a death for a greater cause,
deep down they know their death will not be in vain,
their death will inspire others to defend their beloved country.

they took a moment to have one last thought of home,
faces of their loved ones,as they do so, a smile formed on their lips.
their leader gave one last word of encouragement,he did not fail to inspire them,
to give them strength,they admire him for his spirit and determination,
they are glad to fight beside him.

finally, the time came,
it is the time they have been waiting for,
time to make their country proud,to make their families proud,
their leader gave his command to charge, and so they charge without a second thought,
charging into the fog of smoke,
into the unknown, facing death,
and they regret nothing.

CRY OF FREEDOM

2008-10-13T01:26:00.000-07:00

Post Physics and EST stress!

i strive for my country, my people,
i hope that one day,
we will be strong, fearless,
never to be colonized again,
no longer looked down upon.

i pray that when our flag flies high,
people would look up in pride and say,"that's the Jalur Gemilang!"
never in fear nor shame

i dream that one day, we can unite,
as one,
one nation, one voice, one pride,
under the magnificent colours of the 'Stripes of Glory'
hand in hand,
we stand as one.

no! this is not a dream!,
it can happen,
it should happen,
it will happen.

stand up all malaysians!
i call upon thee!
stand up for thy country!
thy blood! thy fatherland!

prepare to defend our land,
our soil, our home,
let thy blood flow down to the ground,
to the Rajang river!
to the straits of Melaka!

let thy life end in the battlefield,
on the front lines,
with honour and pride,
than to live and see a foreign flag dominating our clear blue skies,
to live under a shadow of fear,
to be oppressed once more.

defend thy country!
to the last drop of blood,
to the last shout of MERDEKA!

never forget my comrades,
my brothers and sisters,
my people,
we were once colonized for centuries,
once made slaves on our own soil,
once reduced to mere servants.

remember!remember my friends!
let us not forget our past,
let us not repeat our ancestor's mistakes,
let us not be tempted by wealth and power,
blinded by lust and greed,
to the point where we sell our honour, our pride, our souls!
no more!

my friends!
now is our time!
our time to show the world,
to lead them,
to stand tall and proud,
on the world stage,
to remind them, who we are!
to remind them,
we are strong, we are united, we are one!

and let us not forget,
the famous cry of freedom,
the famous declaration of liberation,
MERDEKA!

Untitled

2008-09-18T05:12:00.000-07:00

Hello people!The Merdeka celebration came and past. I was honoured and proud to be able to take part in the celebration at Dataran Merdeka. Yes, I come from a long line of patriotic and political family. Just come to my village during Hari Raya and you will see a mini Parliament debate. I too am interested in politics. I even plan to become a senator. But recent events have made me ponder about the patriotism of others. I mean, our beloved country turned 51 this year and all people were talking about was the by-election. Hello! Wake up! I know the by-election was important but you would rather think about an election that determined the fate of a small area than to celebrate your country's independence?

Last year, every village,town and city in Malaysia were full of the Jalur Gemilang,our pride and joy. Regrettably,this year I can only see the flags of political parties in places that were not even part of the by-elections.Now i may only be 16 years old,but i wished that the people of this small but proud country would get their priorities straight. Sure, political parties fight,argue and point fingers at each other all the time but for one day, they should put aside their differences and unite as MALAYSIANS on this special day when the Union Jack was brought down and replaced with our own flag, signifying our triumph and liberation from those Red Coats. Our forefathers sacrificed everything they had in order to be free but the people of today just take everything for granted. Patriotism is fading in our generation. If this continues, i am afraid that we will be vulnerable to the world. Those who do not know their past are bound to repeat it again. Remember this and think about how we can make our 52nd Merdeka celebration next year a glorious one to inspire the people of Malaysia

Tomorrow

2008-07-25T05:36:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow. What is tomorrow? Tomorrow gives man hope. Tomorrow gives man a chance to change and improve. Tomorrow maybe the day after today or lightyears from now. What is clear, tomorrow is a day of innovation.

Ramblings of an idiot.

2008-05-14T05:28:00.000-07:00

Hello there! It's been a while since i last posted anything. It's stress i tell you! Anyways, school is a torture as always. But i'm enjoying every minute of it(i think). I'm having my mid terms now.Torture!!!! I also started my English Literature class. Awesome and crazy.Of course that always happen when you have Nad and me.

Anyway, i took my BM and English paper on Monday. As you know, being a Malay doesn't mean you're good in BM.So there i was trying to figure out what the hell those 3 peribahasa were,cracking my head like i never cracked my head before. And then, i took my test pad and began to doodle.Little that i know a full-length poem of crap would come out of my head. You be the judge of this poem although i must warn you, this is really crapping that exceeds the normal,everyday crap-o-meter,if there is such a meter.

Ramblings of an Idiot

My name is Nazurah,
I'm bored,
I like pie,
My teeth are killing me,
I need help.Somebody help me.

This is Nadiah,
She likes pie too,
she needs help more than i do,
She is crazy,
crazy is good.

This is Warda,
She studies,
What is wrong with her,
She needs more help that Nad and i put together.

(ok,now is the part where i got a tad too political and dramatic)
I'm taking my exam now,
I'm bored,just plain bored,
why do we have to take exams?
why must we be subjected to long hours of sitting in class,
writing,waiting and staring blankly into space?
Why am i rambling all of this?What is with the education?
the school?
exploiting students with exams,tests,
killing us softly with their evil plan,
to take over the world(demented look)

we are nothing but empty babbling shells,robots,
not allowed to think and speak our mind,
just listening to propaganda everyday,
we need to be free!
this is what democracy means,isn't it?
the freedom to choose,
what's right and wrong,
what's sweet and sour,
what's hot and what's not!

oh cruel world........
uhhh......

i don't know what else to say,
this question is and always will be on my mind,
why must we take exams?i ask you now!
i'm pleading!begging!challenging!

answer me!tell me!enlightened me!
why do you torture us?
trapping us and destroying our imagination,
are you afraid of us?scared?terrified?
we are better and smarter that you think we are!
stronger!wiser!

is that why you are afraid of us?
is that why you're doing this to us?
to stop us?
i should have known,
the old mind afraid to move on,to change
to develop,to improve.

i should have known.....
okay, i am done now,
done talking,done writing,done listening,done watching,
but the question will never go away,
haunting me and others alike,
but don't listen to me they would say,
i'm just a rambling idiot,
getting through life,
rambling.

my name is Nazurah,
i'm done with my exam,
what should i do now?
why must we take exams?End.
p/s:this is just a mockery of the system.please don't sue me because i have no money!

Mental Breakdown

2008-02-13T01:27:00.000-08:00

Hi there people out there! Sorry for not posting anything lately.Form 4 is just to hectic for me to do anything but studying.

Most of my friends are now going to asrama and MRSM.Yes,in life we male friends and we lose friends.OK, enough of the sentimental crap.As you know,Form 4 has streams like pure science,sub-science,accounts,sastera and so on.Ija,Warda,Afifa are now in sub science(accounts).Nadiah,Faris,Adnan,Fatin and and yours truly are all in pure science. Yeah, pure science is challenging but i assumed that i could handle it.All of us assumed.I really wished we didn't assumed.

Physics,Chemistry,Biology and EST are all new to us but so far i managed to cope with it. But there's one subject that can shake you to the very core.Two words that can scare any student anywhere.Additional Mathematics.Yup,this one subject has successfully brought me and Nadiah to tears.

Everytime there is Add Math, all of the students will groan.And to make matters worst, our teacher expects us to understand quickly because we are all 8 A students. The words that came out of her mouth are like languages that came from Venus or Mars. Post add math period, the students will walk in a daze as if in a trance.We look like zombies in school uniform.Our heads feel like being drilled by hundreds of jackhammers. So it's save to say that i am now experiencing a mental breakdown. Words like quadratic equation and inverse function will forever be something that belong in my nightmare.So guys,i hope you'll understand why i rarely post anything these days.Most likely i 'll be banging my head on the table or just staring blankly into space.

A Nationwide Search:Please Return this Girl to Her Family

2008-01-22T05:54:00.000-08:00

Sorry for not posting any new post lately.I've been quite busy with school work.Did i tell you i passed PMR with flying colours?Hahaha!

Anyway,back to business.Now,Malaysians are aware of the heart wrenching story of Nurin Jazlin.The girl who was kidnapped,raped and killed.She was just an innocent child.Now another girl Sharlinie,5 years old has been kidnapped.

The nationwide search has inspired me to do my part. I am appealing for the return of this young girl.Please don't let Sharlinie suffer as Nurin did.I am asking the Malaysian people,doesn't matter if you are 16 or 60, to join the nationwide search for Sharlinie.You never know, your efforts can make a lot of difference.Thank you.

PMR Results:15 year olds version of The End Of Days.

2007-12-18T03:55:00.000-08:00

You know that in the Quran,Bible and the Torah tells us about The End Of Days right?The Armageddon,the day the world goes KABOOM!.We all know that it's gonna happen.But there's one Armageddon that's looming....PMR results! The day that every 15 year old Malaysian dread!The day that will determine whether we make it or not. Science stream or art stream.And on that one dreadful day,you will receive a piece of paper.....a paper that will determine your future and have the power to destroy your dream...The result slip!

Now i know i'm over reacting but that is the awful truth! After 2 1/2 years preparing for this battle and almost 3 months of waiting,it's just around the corner. Everyday i keep thinking and asking myself will i get 8 A's and make my family proud or will i just fail miserably, and every single day i try to not think about the latter outcome. I think PMR is just a sick,twisted game by the government to rewrite the meaning and joy of being a teenager! I think that all students will agree with me on this!So i have one thing to all of you who are waiting anxiously for your PMR results......Be Brave and Pray as much as you can!

The decay of morality!

2007-12-18T00:35:00.000-08:00

Hello people of the world! I humbly apologize for not posting anything in a while as i was busy representing my beloved country(Malaysia boleh!) for the International Red Cross/Red Crescent programme in Japan! Anyway,before i start bragging about it.....let's get down to business.

Yesterday, while i was trying to amuse myself out of boredom with youtube..... i stumble upon a video with the title 'LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE'. Now I've heard of this video but I didn't thought it was worth my time to watch. Oh how glad i am now that i was wrong! I thought it might be one of those sad, pathetic videos about Britney fans glorifying Miss Spears. I was right in a way......But this was beyond my wildest imaginations!

The clip starts of with this girl(i thought it was a girl but turns out to be a guy) under, what appears to be a sheet or blanket crying. She then starts talking(between sobs and screams) about tabloids and the paparazzi making money out of Britney's now infamous escapades.
In a nutshell, this guy/girl warned people who wants to hurt Miss Spears have to deal with her.

I was appalled and amused by this guy/girl. He/she had the guts to cry,scream and threaten people in order to defend his/her(whatever this person is) idol! I began to learn more about her on Wikipedia and guess what i found out....This dude(or if you prefer dudette) is actually openly gay and has been so since he was six years old.He was home schooled because of the constant threats by his small community in his hometown.

What i'm trying to say here is that our generation has now lost any sense of morality! I mean this guy/girl clearly shows an obsession with the world of celebrities and has in my opinion lost touch with reality! I mean another video of his showed that he cares more about Miss Spears here than what happened on 9/11. This clearly shows that this guy/girl is nuts! In need of a psychiatrist or an exorcism!If you think that's bad, you should watch his tribute to Britney....singing Gimme more. Not pleasant for the ears,eyes and mental health! He was touching himself and dancing erotically! Not nice! It was like she was possessed by the devil or something!It's worst than the exorcist!

If you have time to watch his other videos,you will understand what i mean. I'm not saying this because he's gay(maybe it influenced me a little)but because he was willing to humiliate himself so that Britney will not be terrorised by the media.Yeah like that's gonna happen!So i will let you to decide whether this guy needs a priest or a shrink.......

Blogs.....A sanctuary for bored people.

2007-10-26T18:31:00.000-07:00

Hello, this is my second attempt at managing a blog. I don't understand the concept of blogging. I use to argue with Faris(the one and only) that blogs are a complete waste of time. I mean why would people tell the whole world what they're feeling?( I would probably provoke a lot of people by saying this).So people of the world, anybody who can tell me what is so fantastic about this unnatural phenomenon called 'blogs' don't hesitate to tell me.

Anyway, i skipped school today because i wanted to spend some quality time with a forgotten friend called TV. Two hours with it made me realised that there's nothing good on. Then with sudden blinding clarity, i realised that this situation has happen before.Let me explain..... Why is it that when we are busy with something, all the good shows would be on TV but when we actually have time to relax and enjoy some quality time with this brilliant invention..surprise..surprise..there's nothing on but crappy shows.So, here i am typing away while watching a guy called Johnny singing to these creatures called 'sprites' at playhouse disney.It's a sad...sad...world.

I wish to address the people who are working at Astro,please for the sake of humanity,put an end to the pain and misery that i and thousands of kids go through every single day. We don't want your money(actually money is not a bad idea), we just want good shows all time!That's not asking much right?

2007-10-26T05:52:00.000-07:00