Selfless me. Selfish me.


Sorry for the lack of updates. No, I have not died in duration. Neither was I harmed in any other way during the entire time I didn’t update. In fact, I am pretty fine with the exception of being extremely tired and rather busy this few days.

Oh yeah. Streamyx is throwing awful tantrums at me recently as well. stupidstupidstupidstupid tmnet

Have you ever been caught in a situation where you have been given the choice to make a decision which requires you to choose between being selfless and selfish?

If you choose being selfless, you end up walking around in self pity.
Then, if you choose being selfish, you end up feeling EXTREMELY guilty.

Today I had to make a choice between being selfless and selfish.
I choose to be selfish today.i am so not proud of myself now

The ironic thing is while I was having this huge internal war with my conscience on my decision, I have to be watching a show which seem to hang on to the whole selfish and selfless theme. Yeah I watched pirates today to honour my pledge to my classmates to watch it with them again this year.

I wont ruin your reading pleasure by divulging any spoilers here. uh-huh. Am I just so considerate or what?

Anyhow, with all the considering about the correctness of my actions today, I remembered a question someone once asked me before: About priorities.

If you could list down in sequence what would mean most to you now, what would you put as the 1st, 2nd, 3rd and so on? The choices : friends, studies, family,boy/girlfriend and cocorricular activities.Explain your choices.

Now this is a tough question. Considering that I, being a rather simple creature most of the time, have never gave much thought to such a question.

So what did I answer?

1.Family.
As they say, you can choose your friends and not your family. My family has always been there for me supporting me when I need them, never giving me unnecessary pressure on my studies, forever giving me as much freedom as I want, teaching me to believe in myself, teaching me to never set an invisible limit for myself..We quabble constantly, yet we hold as one despite the cold and hot wars. Somehow.

2.Friends.
Friends are family which we can choose. Its just so simple and complicated as that

3.Studies
I am in college right? So yeah, I should be studying like a good girl to make myself and my ancestors proud

4.Cococurricular activities
Well, the experience gained from involvement is good. No amount of reading chicken soup for the soul is equivalent to what you learnt from hands on experiences. That's all I have to say.

5.Boy/Girlfriend
Well, I dont have one. I suck in this department. So yeah, thou shall be place in the bottom of my list til further consideration.

Yeah, I think that's what I answered the person(s).

So what are your priorities?
And if being too selfless til it causes you to feel you are starting to lose your freedom and self, can it be said that you are selfish?

Its really hard to be selfish for yourself yet selfless to others at the same time. We always tend to hurt some people along the way.

Maybe thats why we love Jack Sparrow so much. He can be as weird as can be and still be so amazingly lovable. Be selfish and always get what he wants. Yet always seemingly be able to bounce back and selflessly save everyone at the end of the story.

Gosh I love Captain Jack Sparrow despite him having peanut mad imaginary selfs and his rather deaf conscience(s).

Labels: life, movies

Society Day 2007

Was helping out for society day.
It was tiresome and extremely excruciating to be balancing on 3 inch heels for almost 6 hours non stop. Not to mention I have to talk almost non stop during the whole period.

Amusing sights, sounds and incidents:
1) TT and OO committee ronda-ing around holding signs and yelling "show off ur talent" and "you have have what it takes to be the next queen and king?"
2)A guy in white T was encored for singing very well.
3)Xia Xiang people performing some little dance with their hands only.
4)Some juniors commented that our vests look really cool =p
5)Some really kickass breakdancing by a bunch of girls.
6)The girls (and some guys) going dreamy over this guy who was spotted to run for this year's king.
7)The guys aiming to chat to the prettiest girls they can spot.

From what I observed, the student intake for this year has dropped. Probably due to the little incident with the guard. And also perhaps the chinese population dont like snake babies.

Besides that,was really proud that the calendar that I have worked on was finally all printed out and distributed. All 1200 copies =)


Rainbow colors =) Spark of inspiration caused this to be completed in a span of a day..after godknowshowmany attempts

Its not perfect. But I am contented with myself. And also very pleased with the quality of the printing.

Labels: activity, college

Something adorable
A brainless post really.

Went to Jusco with my roommate 2 days ago to restock our supply of wholesome food, beverages and junk food. As we are in dire need of a good full-lenght mirror, we bought one as well =)


RM 19.90. cheap! Currently on my table since I couldnt figure out where to put it just yet.

Then I stumbled upon this extremely amusing hook at the gift shop.



So damn adorable la. If it was cheap I would have bought the whole load. since I wanted some as well for my new room But the price for this 'couple' is around RM 7!!

And so is the power of product design.

Labels: amusing, photography

Good friends appreciate your jokes. A great friend appreciates your silence

Lately, I've been in a company in a group of extremely talkative people. Although it is nice to have a nice flow of conversation, sometimes, the competitiveness of the whole process just tires me out.

Before you conclude that I am being a oversensitive bitch who sees everything in a negative light, please let me explain myself.

Competitiveness is good. But really, sometimes I think some people are really going overboard to prove themselves too much that it gets to my nerves due to the whole 'try too hard' nature of the whole senario.

Its like, look at me me me! C'mon people,LOOK!

Sometimes I think the best of friends do not always need to talk to each other. Yet they understand each other. There's no need for all the daily messaging and calling or the several thousand friendster messages telling them that you care. Cause they know fully and bloody well that you do. And no matter what, will always be there beside you.

Cause real friendship goes beyond insecurities and words. Isnt it nice when you know that you are appreciated on your happy days and sad days; Good hair days and bad hair days; Slim days and fat days, And days when you feel crappy for no particular reason?

I was told by my own mother that I'd make a good phychologist. Cause I can make pure nonsense sound like they actually make sense.

You know what, I absolutely agree with her =P

The day I became a senior

Today is the day I become a senior.
A college senior.
Not the SENIOR (citizen) = old.

Oh. My. Goodness.
The one year seemed to just pass so fast.
And beginning next week, I'll be heading into my second year of college life.

Its been one year.
One year of living and studying away from home,
One year of running around from lecture halls to canteens to tutorial rooms,
One year of assignments, presentations and more glorious presentations,
One year of washing my own clothes,
One year of managing my own finance,
One year of lepaking until whatever, whenever time I please,
One year of eating out,
One year of ALOT of things.

Its been one year,
and I still havent learnt to drive.
I have GOT to be the last person on earth to learn
and I still havent learnt japanese,
Nevermindla, I still have alot of time.

Anyway, although it has been one year, I still kinda remembered my time as a junior during orientation week. And so ah, I have made several promises to myself as a senior based on my experience as a junior.

1) I promise I shall direct lost tarcians to their classrooms
I have already done that last semester =) Anyway, tar college is such a bloody big place that it actually normally to get lost within the compound during the first week.

I know I did.
So I practically had my college map opened all the time.
Sometimes, I cant even understand the map at all,
so I asked seniors...or lecturers
Or just followed the crowd (with the mentality if alot people are heading that way, it has gotta be the canteen)

Once being lost, I bumped into a friend,
Was really elated cause I though he might help me outta my predicament.
Ended up knowing that he was lost as well.

I very =.=''' moment there.

I promise I will try to explain whatever questions people might ask me, weird or whatsoever

"Do we need to pay for the usage of the tarc basketball court?"
"where is the SAD office?"- asked while standing in front of the office

I promise I shall take my freshie housemates to local attractions

Things and places I plan to cover
-Sri Rampai pasar malam and its smelly taufu
-Wangsa Maju's spicy pan mee
-Genting Klang food haven and hairstylists
-The chicken rice in tbr.. and whereever I think is good.
-Jaya Jusco wangsa maju
-BRJ nasi lemak and this place in wangsa.. great pan mee!

damn, I feel hungry now.

I promise I will try to make them understand the significance of Talent Tine and Orentation Oddesy night

TT and OO nite is for freshie, which in my opinion, should not be missed. Especially TT night. Those who dont go really miss something great. Last years TT was amazing. The singing, the dancing.. everything!

And if its possible, I hope to go to this years events as well =)

I promise I will try to be helpful without going to the point of being annoying

I wont be involved in such a scenario:

"Do you need any help?"
"No...."
"REALLY?"
"yeah"
"Yeah as in you need help or you need help?"
"-.-'' Yeah as in I DONT NEED HELP"

Its late, or more precisely, early.
I need to wake up early tomorrow.
8 am.
God help me.

Labels: college

Familiar strangers

We all have such people in our lives. People who once meant so much to you. Who you cared so much once upon a time. And probably have known for several centuries.

You used to talk on the phone for so long that your ears start to hurt from the pressure of the earpiece.Still you prevailed for as long as possible. And if you cant, well, you place the earpiece to the other ear. There was nothing you couldnt talk about.

Then all of a sudden, it seems that you are always the one to call, and there are more awkward blanks to fill in between your conversations. She keeps talking about people and things which you dont know and cant comprehend. Basically, you start geting clueless.

Then one fine day, you guys just dont seem to have anything to talk about anymore. You people try to laugh the awkwardness off. Quickly you end the conversation, saying you are busy. When in fact, you have absolutely nothing to do but stare at the cobwebs at the corner of your room. Putting down the earpiece after saying goodbye and staring at it for sometime, you get this feeling that its gotta be the last time you guys REALLY talk. And you were right. You never called. She never bothered.

Have you ever looked old autograph books and yearbooks, stared at the old faces and handwritings, and subconsiously started to wonder how these people were doing.

Then you start questioning yourself: What are they doing? Where are they? Are they still staying at the same place? Can I contact them? Should I contact them? Even so, will they even remember me? Lets say they dont, can I bear with the embarassment?

Most of the time, you just your ego and arrogant pride take control of the situation. You find it impossible to break the invisible wall between the past and the present. Cause as you look at the familiar faces, you feel a sense of strangeness as well.

Besides, it always seem safer to hold on to sweet memories of the past instead of bringing the past into the present. Cause we are afraid of the unknown. Familar as the smiling faces may be, you have the unsettling feeling that things arent as simple as they were a hundred years ago.. saying a simple 'hi' after 6735364 years would seem awkward, unusual, suspicious and.... perhaps a bit fake? People will probably think you are trying to borrow money off them money. Or sell insurance.

I googled my primary classmates names just now. Amazingly, I got their GCE results. like wth.I am surprised some of them still remained in the same school throught out their schooling years. All through kindergaden to primary and secondary, when I have changed so many schools.

For some unknown reason, when I saw their names on the monitor, I felt happy. At least, I know that they are alive and well. I know its really stupid to feel happy just by looking at a bunch of names. But it made my day.

Thinking all this just feels so.. lonely. No matter how you put it, people come and go, life goes on and slowly, you cant seem to recognize that familar face anymore.

How many familar strangers do you have in your life?

Labels: life

"Do I look like fat in this?"
Like,seriously, give me your honest opinions.

Aimee, is this long, wordy and theraputhic enough?

Guys, ladies, theinbetween, the queer and the blissfully ignorant, you are not alone in facing this dilemma especially guys.

Cause I dislike being asked rather obvious questions which require me to lie without twitching, cause apparantly, someone told me I sucked at it.

especially if it involves lying to close friends. I am immune to lying to strangers. But friends are different. I find it extreamly hard lie to them without acting up.

You know what, I kinda agree with her.

Cause most of the time, when people ask me for an opinion, I take their word seriously and give my honest opinions. Which in the process, have brutally massaccred other people's fragile self image just because I said "rather".

I am such a bitch. Sometimes I should just shut my golden mouth up when people ask me questions that

1)I cant answer
2)I cant answer without lying
3)I cant answer cause I dont understand the question in the first place
4)I cant answer cause well.. I just bloody cant!!!!

However, if I was forced to give an answer, I wont go down on my knees, burn some colok in divine admiration,kiss your feet and say "gooddammit, you have the body of Jessica Alba, the bum of Jenniffer Lopez, lips of angelina jolie...I so love you! muakz. lol" *hug

I'd rather die. Burned. Alive. And have my ashes tabur-ed over Indah Water.

I could just:

1)If its ok,smile (without teeth kind)
not smirk. or grin. or smile apologetically/sadly/scarily/eerily/stupidly/pervertly


2)If its acceptable,smile encouringly and say "its fine, the animal prints do not make you look like a well endowed cheetah"

3)If its terrible,smile, look apologetic and say " I dont think this matches your sophisticated style."

I should stop being so tactless. After all, its been known that words do pack more ammunission than an M16 rifle. Such is the mighty power of words.

Sorryla for those people who have taken full impact of my brutally honest opinions, my tongue just runs awaaay sometimes. And sometimes, my tongue can even start talking even before my brain processes my sentences and calculate the impact it may cause. Its amazing and scary at the same time.

haih. If the dress makes you look fat, find one that doesnt make you look fat la. So simple right?

Labels: life, opinion, people

Lets main teka-teki !!

Inspiration struck me and I wanted to write a long and somewhat meaningful post about world peace, animal, human and woman's rights and our roles in helping achieve them goals.

Speaking of woman's rights..
MP Datuk Bung Moktar, I tau wanita memang bocor setiap bulan la, tapi janganla cakap kat Parlimen. Malu tau?

Someone sent me this quote today:
Light travels faster than sound.
That is why people always appear bright at first... until they open their mouths.
I think we can apply this to the above senario no? =p

YEAH RIGHT.

My fingers need to recuperate.
So I'll leave something for you pretty people to figure out.

What commercial does this snapshot come from?


Its shown on tv pretty often.
I give you people one week.

Happy Guessing! =)
Ps: I promise my next entry will consist of more words.

Labels: nonsense, photography

Tired of typing
Semester three. A photo entry.

Lately I've been typing ALOT. Lazy la wanna type today, so while browsing through my photo files, I decided to share some of the pictures la.

Enjoy

Gambar dari atas jejantas Teluk Gadong.

I wanted to join them you know... taken near my old house in TBR. And dang, if you enlarge the picture, you'd notice that they caught me taking their picture. Little kids are so smart. Adults NEVER even realise.

the correct way to sit in KTM

Why football is love. Taken at TBR mamak stall

What students ACTUALLY do in class. Talk, sms and daydream. This is what happens when you let ur handphone wander around. Either they snap stupid pictures of you or they start camwhoring. I am the white formal.

Char Siew ber-hiau-ing with my phone (hokkien for gatal)Her camwhoring tip? 45 degrees, chin down and eye contact!

Pelabuhan Klang station through a window.

Organizational Behaviour Presentation. Ying Erh is talking. Naughty girl.

Sweet kfc dreams.

Hong Kong food and drink, Berjaya times square. Cheese chicken fried rice and chocolate ice blended topped with whipping cream. I nearly died and went to heaven then.

Crazy aunties shopping for bra at Jusco Day.

Illegal, but not underaged, gambling.


Poser well defined.

Ms Whatever and some stranger

-Additional Update-
Wye Sun, this is for you =)


This is Wye Sun. She is a crazy weird monster with curly hair who can be pregnant for a very very long time. Self proclaimed monkey (queen). Do not approach her without a five foot long tiang. I repeat, she is dangerous. Proceed at own risk. You have been warned.

Happy bo? =p

Labels: photography

Sir, Please educate us about education

Sometimes, nice days can just turn horribly wrong. I had a nice day today. Not brillant, but nice.

After all,Daniel and Alex(is) Meade decided to put their childishness aside and get on.. and Orson Hodge's phycotic mom is never ever going to meddle in their lives again.

So I was =)

Well, I WAS. Until I spotted THIS link which I found at Enid's blog.

Please read up on the scholarship quota issue (may 16, 2006) and the issue about tarcians not getting recognized (march 27 ,2007)

Normally, I am a rather confused person. I still get my lefts and rights in mandarin messed up sometimes, much to my agony. Needless to say, reading this just made me wanna EXPLODE in a combination of frustration and confusion. The weather isnt helping either.

Why? Cause I feel cheated la that's why!

Aduh, think about it. Since forever, we have always been told by our parents, "study hard and your future will be taken care of". So being the good little kids we listened. So, we watched less pokemon and digimon and studied more. Cause by studying hard, we can make them proud.

Apparently, studying hard in Malaysia isnt enough. Nah, its not so simple here. There are all the legal tapes, policies and political agendas. Despite all the corny things they teach in our moral textbooks showing THE THREE KIDS and the emphasis on the nilais, things arent as pretty as we'd like to imagine.

You know the three kids.
Normally one boy and two girls.
Each representing one of the main race of Malaysia.
They are smiling.
And holding hands.
And the background must have this GIGANTIC Jalur Gemilang,
and beside them are Bunga Rayas.
Bunga Raya must also be very big. Cause big is patriotic mah.

You know what, the saddest thing is, speaking out is a taboo. Our freedom of speech is limited. We are mass produced sheeps of the education system remember? And sheep arent trained to talk. Or think. They are just moulded to be good sheep. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Pink Floyd is wrong.
We need education.
So shouldnt education be fair to all?
And shouldnt the education system be more transparent?
After all, everyone is taxed equally.
Or does the nilai tidak berat sebelah only exist in the tax department?

Wake up people.
Its not just important to be educated now.
Its also equally as important to be educated in the education system.


What I do when I get bored with studying

You know what? Sometimes, I just get really sick of studying. I am not really smart, not particularly talented and not terribly passionate about what I am doing now. Its so bad that I keep falling asleep while studying. I get by okay. My mom reckons I am bored. I dunno. I just cant seem to find the extra 'push' it takes to study anymore after PMR. Its weird.

And you know what?
Thinking so much has made me hungry.
SO I am off for a sandwich.

ta~

Labels: opinion, websites

Smile Gorgeous. Be nice!
We live in a small world after all.

Its story telling time people!
So yeah, gather around,shut up and sit down.

Like any good stories, this story will start with a Once upon a time. ONLY once upon a time is accepted cause it sounds fairytail-ish. Anything else just spoils the mood.

So Once upon a time it is.

To make it sound fairytail-ish, the main character shall go by the fictional name of I.

Once upon a time, which is actually a week ago I shifted house in college. So yeah, I lived as happy ever after as possible as it is possible for several days. The new house is great, with it being a corner house with enough land to open a mamak stall, and being newly renovated and all, so I was elated.

Then, suspense hit home literally on a dark starry night when I was told one of my future housemate is coming for a visit with her entourage. I was curious. Cause you see, I had never met this housemate, only knowing that thy fair maiden goes by the traditional proudly guarded cantonese name of- Weng Yan.

We had set a time for the meeting, being 10 in the dark. Upon rushing home from a feast consisting of roti canai and maggi goreng mamak, we were then greeted with a sight of a girl with an entourage consisting of her mom, dad, brother and a carful of furniture. As they had came all the way from the distant land of Taman Gembira, we tried to look friendly instead of tired and stuffed which is exactly how we felt

*snippet of small talk*
I: So I heard you are from Taman Gembira.
WY:Yeah. You?
I: Currently staying in Klang. Formerly stayed in KL... come to think of it, it was pretty close to your area..
WY: Wow. where?
I: It was at XXX. Wait a second.. which school were you from?! Dont tell me Saujana ah?
WY: Yeah. Dont tell me you are from there!?
I: *nods head
WY:!!!


Talk about small world. She was a 1 harapan student who kept changing classes after that. AND after some investigating, I found out she knew sarah and dianne, girls who stalk me home everyday after school. cause I get off the van first =p HECK, she even sat BEHIND them.

No wonder her face looked rather familar to I. Cause I probably seen her somewhere before. and I DID. IN SCHOOL.

We then started on a long nostalgic trashing of our old pengetua and kk chan dearest and lived happily ever after.

The end?
Or just the beginning?

Believe it or not, fate does work in this complex world. My housemates are living proof of how fate can be a naughty naughty thing.

Ms Whatever aka roommate
She is called whatever cause she loves saying 'whatever' to everything. And the name stuck. My roommate is from my secondary school in klang. We only knew each other when mei wei introduced us in college.. We actually got to know each other at PC fair last year and hardly met again, with me losing my old phone and changing numbers. Until some weeks ago when I went campaigning at her course, she saw me and we exchange numbers and promised to yum char. Then, one thing lead to another.

Sometimes I still wonder how the hell she ended up my roommate.

Kiwi
She is the ex roommate of a friend I knew in society. The ironic thing is that I went to her old house countless times, even entered her room (but never saw her even ONCE) and had nearly rented to room next to hers.

Seems like one way or another, I was somehow destined to be her housemate. one way or another.Like cannot escape.

Ah Kong Jimmy
This guy is called ah kong cause he is freaking ancient at the ripe old age of 25. He's one of my ex-housemate's godbrother and another of my housemate's ex-classmate. He was their ex-ex-housemate. Then he moved away just when I and mei wei moved in. Then now we are housemates. Yeah, complicated right?

Mr Princess, Ji chuan and dbu junior
I remember Mr Princess's name well because his name really sounds like princess in mandarin =p So when I asked him whether I can call him princess he says he dont mind cause he is used to it. Good thing he doesnt act princes-sy to top it all. He and his roommates are also from klang.One of them is studying business admin as well.My junior. I hope he wont ask me too much homework cause I think I forgotten alot -.-' So that makes 5 klang people in one house. Not bad eh?

Its funny how these things happen. Just when you start beginning to think life is bland, strange people pop out and you start to get the bugging feeling that fate and destiny actually exists? If fate and destiny is too abstract for you, you can always explain in scientific terms and blame it on the six degrees of separation (google it if you dunno).

AND AH, Why is it most of my future housemates have weird nicknames?

Labels: life

Bring in the Retro!!

It started with a simple video search for Maroon 5's latest song-Makes Me Wonder.its really addictive. and adam lavine looks great in a tux =)

After replaying the video for godknowhowmanytimes, and forgodknowswhatreason, I figured that Adam Lavine's high falsetto reminds me of Barry Gibb's of BeeGees.
I suppose this ada kaitan with American Idol's BeeGees week which was aired yesterday. It got me all nostalgic.

So I typed 'staying alive'. Followed by 'words', 'too much heaven', 'I started a joke','first of may'.. I wasnt dissapointed. BeeGee's still rock despite them being a 60's band.They were probably the first band I actually liked, considering my parents were huge fans.

Then, I started looking through the king of rock and roll (elvis's) collection, starting with jailhouse rock =p. Then I searched for unchained melody, hound dog, you dont have to say you love me, a little less conversation...

Oh he is sooooo freaking good!

So that is the story of how I spent my last 2 hours. Just enjoying myself listening to the music while staring unbelievingly at the young faces of BeeGees and seeing Elvis dance before he got to heavy to do so.

Needless to say, I started comparing.

Past MVs versus Current MVs
The 2 most noticable differences:

The time
Old songs are just so much shorter. Probaby an average of two and a half minutes. I keep asking myself 'eh, over already?' each time the music ends. Maybe people then were more into the quality instead of the quantity.

Or maybe perhaps they were just lazy.

The women
I think people who lived in that era are probably already in heaven, on the way to heaven or will eventually end up in heaven.

Cause their videos are so clean that our current MV would probably look like PORN videos in comparasion. Do you know that in Jailhouse rock, there wasnt a single woman present? Its weird.. and Elvis dances with puppets instead of a woman in one MV. So adorable!


Elvis to puppet maiden: "I declare my undying love to thee"

Which is so opposite to the current 'sex sells' industry. Everywhere and in almost any video, you see elements of sex. People sing about sexuality and sex. And they dance like they wanna do it.

and IT SELLS!
Which is why so many female singers are pressured into opting to do the same.

Which is sad.
Cause they have talent. They dont need no plastic boobs and blond hair to suceed.

Sorry ya folks for torturing you with so much words lately. Anyway, thanks for you blogders, whoever you may be, for putting up with me and my nonsense =)

Labels: music

All I need is 70%

People say we look alike.
Normally they'd say we are 70% similar.

I dont mind.
She is pretty okay to look alike with.
I dont care.
what matters is the inside anyway.

Sometimes, I like to think we are 70% outside and perhaps 0% inside.
But we are more alike then we'd like to admit.
We smile alike.
You walk funny. So do I.
You think black nailpolish is pretty. So do I.
we go ballistic over sambal petai and coffee.
And we think Lee Hom is godsent.

We do get into spits and squabbles,
cause you think my Sam is annoying,
and cant seem to understand why linkin park rocks until recently,
Or why I cant sleep before 12 am.
This shows that we are alike yet different.
thank god =p

Sometimes I secretly wish I had 70% percent of certain qualities,
I wish I had 70% of your sacrificing nature,
cause I can be selfish at times.
I wish I had 70% of your cooking abilites,
cause I cant cook to save my life.
I wish I had 70% of your understanding nature,
cause I can be rather tactless with my words at times.
I wish I had 70% of your dedication to your family,
cause I simply think I am self centered at times.

Actually, come to think of it,
there are many things which I want to be 70% more like you.

Today, my 70% is going to celebrate this day for the 19th time,
Yes, it has been 19 long years since she became a mom.



Happy mother's day my 70%!!
I know you wont read this,
but I feel inclined to tell everyone,
you are pretty cool!

and that I love you.

Happy mothers day people.
Show your moms some love !! =)

Labels: festivities, personal

Food for thought
Tarc: Step in, step out or step far far away?

Since the recent highlights on the recent near rape case, our college has once again emerged on the negative side of the media limelight. And yeah, this is the second time this year. The first being the case of a murdered accounting student.

Haih.

Thus, much thought and discussion had been going on everywhere regarding the latest turn of affairs. And of course, other private colleges are making use of the opportunity to cash in la.

When I was going on my usual routine of stalking people's blogs recently, a came across an ex tarcian who had kept ranting on and on about the negative prospects of the college to the point of being.... bias. For goodness sake, it was as if thats one of the few things she blogged about- how the college sucks.

Dont get me wrong. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. Correct or wrong as it might be. As I am with mine. We are after all proud owners of a mouth and a voice box right? So let me make full use of my privileges and state MY point here.

In my opinion, nothing is really rotten to the root. We all have our good sides and bad sides, being inperfect beings as we are. What matters is which side of our character do we choose to project more on? To develop? That itself makes all the difference in the world.

Same thing applies to tarc. It is not perfect. Yet, it is not as horrible as certain individuals would like to paint it as.

This is my opinion about tar college. Unbias and very VERY long.



The Language
Bananas be wary. Tarc main language is mandarin. Most of us speak mandarin 24/7, not counting the time we spend answering questions in class. No matter how the officials try to make us speak english, we remain stubborn and decide that mandarin is lingua-franca here.

heck,my ex housemate told me they tried FINING students several years back in a desparate attempt to get them to speak english. But to no avail

Thus, pure bananas will form clans of their own and run around stubbornly speaking english while half bananas will blend in unassumingly. Thus the population of bananas in tarc is hard to detect. However, there has been observation that there has been a steady increase in the population these few years. (gosh, macam biology)

So majority of students here have a poor command of the language. Many employers are pissed cause some students cant seem to string a sentence together. Which is rather sad.

Dont get me wrong. Mandarin is good, it is our root. rhymes But we need to face the fact that most things are conducted in english, with it being the lingua franca and all, and being skilled in one language just doesnt cut it anymore.

The Fee
The thing that attacts most people to the college is of course, the fee. Which is indisputedly known as the most affordable some called it 'cheap'. Offensive? You decide While most college fees cost well over 30k, you pay much more less here. Thanks to MCA. Which is probably why there are so many people here. around 700 in my course ONLY. IN MY YEAR. So you do the maths.

The Population
Its crowded here. REALLY crowded. A lecturer can talk to almost 400 people at a time in certain courses. So yeah, most lecturers cant remember their students faces apatah their names. Which some argue that students here lack personal attention of lecturers.In any case, there are always consultation hours which we can go to when we are desparate for help.

Which hardly anyone goes to, cause everyone is either too lazy or just too paiseh -.-


The Lecturers
Lecturers come in all shapes and sizes, form and shapes, attitudes and personality. I dont really have much problems with the lecturers except for some junior lecturers who cant pronounce some words well and have grammar problems. pet peeve Thankfully, most of the lecturers speak good english.

The funniest mispronounciation by a lecturer has got to be I our Intro to Accounting lecturer and his tofu debts (doubtful debts) and char siew (charge YOU)interest.

Hilarious! My classmates and I were all lusting for char siew and tofu rice by the end of the lecture.

Business studies lecturers are fine. But school of social science and humanities lecturers are pretty lazy. I know they sometimes can end a lecture an hour early. Which is weird. Can SSSH students care to elaborate?

The Students Attitude
Most students dont have attitude issues here. Which is probably one of the best things about students here-they are humble. All being from working class families, people here dont act like spoil brats. So all the pretence of being rich and the fake accent do not apply here. People dont need to strut around in the latest high fashion to be accepted. We just accept people as they are, pasar malam or high fashion. And generally, people are more nicer,helpful and less sombong.

Lecturers have commented on this before saying that this is the best thing about the students here. She told us one lecturer was insulted about her pay (being less then expense for a DOG?) when she was teaching somewhere else.. hmm

The Security
This I have nothing good to say about. The area nearby is dangerous and I am scared of being at home alone at night.There are frequent occurance of snatch thefts, petty theft, and dirty old men who target all girls houses. This applies in the tbr, wangsa and genting klang area. MU is safe for the meantime.

The police as usual, adopts the malaysian culture of waiting for something to happen before taking action. Which is saddening cause their dedication lasts several weeks the most. Syabas! I know malaysia lacks police, but surely ronda around once in awhile wont hurt?


Behold, the semangat hangat-hangat tahi ayam mata mata! So happens the balai polis bergerak was parked REALLY near my new house several days ago.. hmm

Tarc's motto: Quality and affordable education
Quality? Its okay. Not super but not totally terrible.
Affordable? damn right it is.

What are we lacking? Security. We students are always worried about each other's safety. We try not to walk alone, even in the daytime. Well, cause snatch theives even operate in broad daylight. My classmate got robbed along the street I lived in after visiting me at home.Whether you are alone or not sometimes. And sometimes, people do get hurt.

So yeah, we end up being more caring people and all.. but still, if the security isnt going to be tightened in the surrounding areas, many a student will have to think twice before stepping into the bursary.

Despite all the bad publicity, some students still stepped in
And some students have stepped out in fear and perhaps disappointment
While I have heard many have stepped far far away this year, opting to go to other institutions.

I just think we need to step carefully.

Labels: college

We are a bunch of sinners

Based on my title, I bet you pretty people have come out with an assumption that I am going to write a long, depressing, perhaps remorseful entry about sinning.

Sorryla banglars, the weather is too hot and my brain is feeling too wooly haha! this obcession for sheep and sheepy terminology must STOP! to whine about anything now.

The weather is probably mother nature's way of telling us she is mistreated and is damn fucking pissed. And I feel like I am having sauna at home now.

Anyhow, as I said, we are a bunch of sinners. Try as we want, we always seem to be attracted to things which are just so wrong. Like that jar of peanut butter. Do we care if it causes cancer and is fattening? Hell no. And Smokers continue smoking despite knowing the risk. And try as they may, the government's idea of banning McD commercials, even if implemented, will NEVER work. Even if they ban ALL fast food from the face of malaysia in the war againts obesity, people still have mamak food to make them fat wert. Besides, nothing spells 'sinful' better than a Ramly burger of a piece of roti bom =)

Talking about sinful, a very very naughty peter parker is so.. delicious. thus my friend concluded based on a chinese proverb "男人不坏，女人不爱" (direct translation: guys not bad, girls dont love)

Why are we compelled towards what we know is not good for us? Cause no matter how hard we try to act holy, we are actually rebellious by nature. or you can always blame it all on Lucifer himself. He wont mind. After all, he's been getting all the blame for centuries right? I rather think he would be rather pleased. Considering this means that he has been doing a good job and is starting to enjoy the fruits of his labour-judging from the feedback and reviews =p

Anyway, my latest creation and addiction will probably get more then a approving nod from Lucifer.


TOASTED PEANUT BUTTER AND BUTTER SANDWICH!!!

DAMN DELICOUS LA WEI!
Especially if you toast the bread crusts.
and you take it together with milk!

So there people, this is my holiday present to you.Martha Steward style.
This thing probably packs as much calories as several sheep(s?).

Anyway, enjoy.

Proclaimer's note: Blogger will not take responsibility and shall not be liable for any terrible mental and physical trauma as a result of sudden gaining of weight caused by the deliciously sinful TOASTED PEANUT BUTTER AND BUTTER SANDWICH (TM). Besides, blogger is not rich enough to be sued.And everyone knows rich people are so much more rewarding to sue.

Labels: food, holidays

All we need is THREE words
Make yourselves happier. Utter them!

I just came back watching Spiderman 3 with my new housemates. Oh the drama! The tension! The fights! The beautiful plot is still fresh on my mind and the memorable scenes are still replaying itself again and again.

When I watch movies, I:
Play. Watch. Snip(memorable parts).Record in biological hard disk. Stop. Replay

Okay, back to THE POINT.

Yes, all we need is 3 words. And nolar, its not:
1. I love you
2. What the fuck!
3. Tiu Nia Sing!
4. CCB!
5. Oh my god!


Its "I forgive you"

Forgiveness. Its something we all hate doing despite all the preaching and the constant 'drilling' of moral values into our poor skulls. Somehow, is it just me or are moral values implemented through a stern glare, some scolding and perhaps through a century long lecture with a strong warning.

Something like: " Say sorry little kid or you shall burn in hell in your afterlives!"

How depressing.

Forgivenness is one of the hardest thing for most of us to do. Asking for forgiveness is even tougher. Some of us might even rather bite off their own tongues, murder an innocent herd of sheep or sacrifice themselves as Mr Hannible lecter's chrismas dinner rather than to say "I forgive you" or "You are forgiven".

Its hard to say sorry. As hard as it is accepting an apology sincerely.

But hey, if Spidey and Harry Osbourne can forgive each other despite all the "I will kill you" shit, join up in their effort to save Mary Jane thedamselindistess, I think we still have hope left.

And Spidey had forgiven sandman for killing uncle Ben, an act which i think will make even the pope feel humbled.

That is why we love spidey so much. He is someone which we can relate to. Cause he seems to be almost normal.besides all the web swinging, sticking to the walls and super villians trying to kill him frequently His boss is damn annoying, he has money problems, his ego gets trodden upon once in awhile and he rents a flat with a door that is always stuck.

Normal. Predictable. And totally relatable.

Spidey Vs Batman
Unlike Batman, he lives in a mansion. Has tons of cash so thats why he has a batmobile, batplane, batboat, batsubmarine which can be blown up by villians all the time and he wont feel sakit hati. A secret lair which has the latest technology. All kinds of cars.A bird for a sidekick sounds so wrong =p. A really really faithful old butler whose only purpose in life is to serve Master Bruce. He is rumoured to date catwoman, the original pussycat doll.And he doesnt need to work so thats why he can rempit around in his batmobile all night.

The biggest problem he face besides the villians is probably his stupid batsuit. So not practical la the costume. Cannot wear under clothes.

AND STILL that fellow has issues.



Spidey Vs Superman
Compared to Batman, superman is more relatable. Like spidey, he is also a journalist and looks nerdy with the spectacles. And kesiannye, he never seems to be able to find a changing room when duty calls. So the poor thing always terpaksa use phone booth. Maybe this is why his underwear was worn outside. Too rushed and cramped liao. Then people recognize him for the underwear and he has to continue with the charade, pretending that he had intentionally worn it outside.



But then,
He can fly leh. He is a handsome alien child of powerful alien parents. He has really black shiny urang aring hair. He can make time go backwards by flying around and around the world thats how he saved Louis Lane in one movie And he has laser eyes. Did I mention he can fly?

The thing I dont understand about his costume- where does the cape go when he wears it under his clothes?

Anyway, learn from spidey. Be brave and smile like a dork even when shit happens. Dont give up on your Mary Jane. Be faithful to your best buddies despite them wanting to kill you.

And yeah, learn to forgive.

You'll sleep better, breathe better, eat better and probably smile alot more. Dont be like Batman, letting a single tragic incident haunt his entire life. Despite everything he has, he still feels empty, constantly haunted by images of the past, always having recurring nightmares and waking up in cold sweat to a luxurious but cold room simply because he just wont trust anyone enough.

Dont let the burden of the past sit too long on your shoulders.

I have a resolution today: I want to learn to forgive people more often. And of course, to forgive myself. I trod too much on myself sometimes.

Best quotes of the show:
"If you want forgiveness. Get religion"-A very pissed Peter Parker
"Everyone needs help sometimes. Even spiderman"-Mary Jane to Peter Parker

Labels: movies

Thinking out of the box?
Is it worth it? Lets just be sheep!

With IHRM test coming up on this Saturday, the words of our chinese tutor of several weeks, Mr Gopal seem to keep ringing in my ear 'think out of the box people!'. Yeah, I remember he was so caught up in his goal to make us 'think' instead of memorizing he spent the whole lesson trying to get some input from us. But to no avail.

Which leads me to think. He isnt the only lecturer which told us to think outside the box. Our Organizational Behaviour lecturer, Ms Geh told us that as well along with our IHRM lecturer, Ms Chin.

Thinking outside the box? Seriously, is it WORTH the trouble?

Suffice to say, have you ever come to a crushing realisation that keywords are VERY VERY important? Ever had the experience of writing a beautiful essay long answer for Sejarah? Only to feel really stupid when you saw your friend's paper. The bugger who wrote several lines full of keywords ended up getting everything correct, while you, the one who actually DID think, got less then them?

So much for thinking.

It has become our culture to thinking within the box. We were TRAINED to memorize our answers. Kata kuncis have become our best friends. I have a friend who just memorizes without understanding the full content of what is taught. Each time the leturer teaches something new which she dont understand, she'll tell me "gotta memorize this!"

The scariest part of it all is that she memorizes ACCOUNTING. -.-''

Lets face it, I dont blame her. I remember in primary school, we were forced to memorize an essay daily, much to our distain. Yet,we followed as ordered. So suffice to say, my essays in primary school were.. umm.. dry and probably similar in content with other hundreds of kids who had been forced to memorize the same essay.

Anyway, the main point is I passed right?
In fact, I passed quite prettily. So who am I to complain?

Welcome mediocre thinking and goodbye creativity.
Our education system is producing more sheep than New Zealand.

Anyhow, I think I shall go back to studying Intro to Human Resource (IHRM) and be a sheep again now.

Ciao.

Labels: college

Tag-along
I am tagging along after mandy.

LAYER 1: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name: Wong Mei Kay
Birth Date: 29th January 1988
Current Status: Single
Eye Colour: Black/ Dark brown
Righty or Lefty: righty

LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE
My Heritage: VERY chinese. But people assume otherwise
My Fears: People who I trust going around my back. and heights.
My Weakness: I just cant seem to open my golden mouth to ask people for help when I need it. I just trod on and on to self distruction. Oh yeah, I dont easily trust people.
My Perfect Pizza: anything with TONS of cheese on it. and pepperoni.

LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW
My thoughts first waking up: More sleep!
My bedtime: When I am sleepy.
My most missed memories: Days back in the place I grew up

LAYER 4: MY PICK
Pepsi or Coke: Coke is love.
McDonalds or Burger King: McDonalds. Double cheeseburgers and fries please.
Single or Grouped Dates: Single.
Adidas or Nike: I dont really care. As long as I dont have to spend a sen on it =p
Tea or Nestea: Coffee! Nothing beats coffee in any form
Chocolate or Vanilla: Nothing beats chocolate in any form
Cappucino or Coffee: Cuppocino (isnt cuppocino a type of coffee?)

LAYER 5: DO YOU...
Smoke: Over my dead body
Curse: Sometimes. Depends.
Take a shower: Everyday. Gosh.
Have a crush: I dont think so..
Think u've been in love: nope.
Go to school: TAR college
Want to get married: Not anytime soon.
Believe in urself: Yes. If I dont believe in myself, then who can believe me?

LAYER 6: IN THE PAST
Drank Alcohol: Yes..
Gone to the mall: Last thursday
Been on stage: Yeah
Eaten sushi: Dont really like it.
Dyed ur hair: highlights.

LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER
Played a stripping game: There's this game in form one. We strip stuff off ourselves when we lose. We always get bored before anyone strips anything that is worth noticing. Pointless.
Change who you were to fit in: I will adapt. Not change.

LAYER 8: AGE YOU'RE HOPING
To be married: Erm. No comment?

LAYER 9: IN A GUY
Best eye colour: Russian eyes are pretty.
Best hair colour: As long as there is hair.
Short hair or long hair: Long enough to be fashionable. Short enough to be neat.

LAYER 10: WHAT WERE YOU DOING?
A minute ago: typing
An hour ago: chatting with my mom (we get on really well surprisingly)
4.5 hours ago: studying IHRM
1 month ago: Terribly sick during MBDC. Probably sneezing into some tissue.

LAYER 11: FINISH THE SENTENCE
I love: anything and anyone who makes me happy.
I feel: bored.
I hate: anything and everything that makes me mad/sad/gives me a headache.
i hide: skeletons in my closet.
I miss: friends and chocolate.... -.-''
I need: to study

LAYER 12: TAG 5 PEOPLE
erm..Angelin. Yvonne. Jolene. Yb. Alan. Zheng. and Aim (just bagi muka only haha)

To the above listed people: Dont wanna do also nvmla, I wont murder you in your sleep one la.

Labels: tag