I won’t miss this for the world

Friday, February 29, 2008

this day won’t come for another four years, and I’m blank on what to post.  Who is having their birthday today? Sucks to be you!

The Sky is Falling

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Well, the clouds are definitely falling, and why? Election is coming, you can see all kinds of people up and running for it, and no matter how clean and classy the canditate looks it’ll always be dirty. I am writing this because I am a honest Malaysian.

 

 

Power is the most addictive thing on earth. From what we have seen, most of those who are in power architect history. First, there are only four PM we have, the first kick Singapore out because the leader there looks more like the leader of the nation rather than the actual leader of the nation. When we look back, and smile at it, of course we knew that other guy is somehow right.

What else? Oh ya, the status of bumiputera, I hate it, it sucks big time. Why? Well, we need to give at least 30% of all profits to them, company equity, and almost everything had to be passed to them. I am sure for those who is contemplating on buying a house where signs and symbols written there stating 5% discount for bumiputera lot. What the heck is that? Is steel, concrete, and formwork cheaper when constructing their houses? Such a horrible pilicy. Why do we need to pay more for something they pay less? If I am a contractor, which there’s a high possibility that I would be, I will not want to waste that money to make them happy, but it’s policy. 5% is a big figure, if you calculate it, one detached house costs about one million, if I have to give them a discount, gone were my downpayment for a new BMW, or my son’s college fund.

Developement halt when we let them become our middle-man. Ever heard of the term middle man? Well, the facinating thing is that all of the raw material in Malaysia for construction are held by certain people in power which give them obslete  power. They control all the sand, cement and rock. How could they still be poor? Sarawak is almost the size of the other side, and all that sand can only be harvested by only a few, and suggesting had been made that we would like more people who holds the key to these things. Why? Well, rumor has it that we can only harvest it during office hours, with the presence of their agents to count the number of lorries. There’s no competition whatsoever. That’s why the river in Sarawak is getting shallow because the sand deposites is getting more. Their laziness cause environmental effect that made a whole port needs to be closed down because ships cannot dock, and construction halted!

If you follow closely the Linggam case, the real non government sensored report, we can really tell something is fishy going on with Malaysia judicary system. Its not just about the F word, but its also about a sure win for any court case where it involve someone in power. Its such a shame.

Education system sucks. Why do we need Matriculation and STPM? can’t we have just one? Why do I need to graduate at the age of 24 and the other non STPM students at the age 23, and those chinese medium at the age of 25? They stole our youth. When we join the frigging rat race at that age, isn’t we lack behind? What is the advantage? Of course, power comes to play too. 

I don’t know what to add at the moment, written this during lecture, stealing school’s net posting this up. Well, let me end this post with simple phrase

Tom Dobbs: [quoting Benjamin Franklin] Politicians are a lot like diapers. They should be changed frequently, and for the same reason. 

So, what are you waiting for? Go and select the person who is going to fuck up the country, no matter who you choose, it’ll always be fucked up!

Email?

Monday, February 25, 2008

A very old friend messaged me when I was not suspecting it, he usually put himself as invisible, so, it just took me by suprised. He was a missionary of the CFC to Sibu when I was back in school, dear made me join the camp which made me like something, and after sometime, I started falling for her as well, my whole family is now in that church group so is hers,  well, it all began because I was interested in her. 

 

 

Well, this missionary is now a novice on his way to become a Jesuit priest. So, its rather limited for him to get online. I was always curious about what life to be that people of God would be, some said its happy? I don’t know, just that I feel that spending 11 years just to graduated, and then a lifetime of solitary. How could someone survive?  I would wish to try.

He said to email him once in a while whenever I can, so while contemplating on what to write, my mind was totally blank. Its not customary for me to write to friends and relative once a year about what’s up with me, well, because there’s nothing for me to write, not like one of my cousin, who have excellent experience, trying to make the world a better place, she helps to raise fund for people in Africa, and it was till a considerable heathy sum, so, the parents are so proud of her and tell all the relative. 

So, what do I have in this arsenal of  story? I still don’t know, I guess I’ll have to start this tradition of mailing craps anually, so, who would want to be in my mailing list? I’ll start by this Christmas if possible, which gives me a few months headstart. 

First Impression

Saturday, February 23, 2008

The reason I wrote the previous post is in order that I can write this post. Well, judging people, or some might call it first impression, is something I had to to live with in my university.

 

The professor just have high hopes that I might be the smart one. I don’t know what give them that sense, I am just the average student, mabe it was my inquesitive nature to ask everything and forgets it before the day ends? I picked up the habit when I was young, that to ask everything, no matter how silly it would sound. I don’t know why, but lecturers like students like me, and when they like a student, their expectation become higher. Why does that happened?

Okay, I will be speaking of one very good example of the lecturer that think I’m smart. He’s the only lecturer here when I Google him, his hits come out in most of the respected journal all over the world, and the rest of my lecturer, well, they’re rubbish. He might have a lot of  balls to say this, but his brutality to his students is legendary. He might be old, but he’s using the brain game to make fun of the students. Google him if you want NSV Rao.

I am always the victim in my class, either I look like whatever, all lecturer always pays extra attention to me in class. I don’t know what I’ve done. I think I’ve own that face which people seems to despised. I am at their attention no matter where I sat, middle or back. He’ll remember my face and if I am absent even once, I can’t get friends to cover my ass! I can’t talk, I can’t even ogle, and it is hard. Even the guy besides me is sleeping, he didn’t even say a thing. I don’t do a thing, he said I’m farking lazy. I should at least write something down at least. What the…. It is unfair. Why me? The genius is at front row, why not flame them?

Its still unfair, why not flame the genius, or the retard? Why flame the average guy? Why me?

Its been a while

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Its been a while since I have written something that have fiber with it, wait a minute, it really has been, I never shown anything with fiber with it since secodnary school, and to think about it, well, its because I don’t need to. What do you want me to tell? That local universities have no plan to help me. I need serious help, but plagarism and all sort of hanky panky stuff made me lazy. Okay, I don’t know if I still have the kick for it, but here goes: I’ll just try a hundred words of crap, you tell me if its any good, or its total bull.  I’m sorry, but I’ll have to start like a toddler still waiting to crawl, and I’m really sure it’ll suck.

 

Little did we know, that everytime we said "Don’t judge a book by its cover" and little did we know, we almost never believe in that. Well, don’t take its literal meaning, take for example, a real book, well, can we judge the book by its cover? As far as I know, I can, the cover shows how much dedication the writer, editor, publisher, and whoever it is made. As far as we know, by looking at how much dedication they put on their cover, we can conclude that, that’s how much dedication they put on their work. That’s why, when I hunt for a book, I go for the obvious, the covers. Since they don’t sell Maxim, Hustler or Playboy, I’ll have to choose the one which was less obscene. So, I choose the one with covers that I might like. 

Okay, first of all, the credentials, I like to read something by someone who have at least with New York Times bestseller. If they can sell, well, their works must be something. That’s why I’ve cleared all of my feeds and replaced it with something worthy of reading. To tell the truth, something is worth reading is boring, there’s no sex appeal to it like blog can offer. That’s how some of the most famous blogs get the kickstart, because they have the looks and the boobs. Sex sells, and what else is there more to tell? A girl with good looks acting cute will gain popularity within days, if not hours. Little did they know that in another’s mind, they are playing another’s fantasy. I never actually gets bored, but there’s always someone new, better, fresher, juicy, and of course, different! 

Next, I would go for the cover, the color layout, the pictures, and a lot other criteria, but even an idiot knows that when you found the right one, you’ll feel it. Well, I didn’t feel anything. So, I just choose any which is eye pleasing.

Then, I hunt down the titles with something might spark my curiousity. I usually  goes with mystery, misery, and sometime biography. I don’t really like romance novels. How can you really get hook on those stuff? Well, at least it always ends the same way, either death, or break or happily ever after. Here’s the summary of almost every romance novel: a boy, a girl, and.. the end. Lets not get started on anything gay. Getting knocked up is also something that can get in the way of things. 

The last but most important part, that is the thickness of the book. Thin book makes me think that the writer has nothing more to say. Also gives me the impression that they are simpleton, which I falls in this part of category.I don’t like to write, but reading is my kind of thing, to have something to say about others, that pretty much sums it all. A book to large will make me think that the writer is full of crap. I love something in between. Something about 1.5 to 2 incles thick.

So, I think that’s all for my crappy essay. Now I guess you can see why my writing sucks, because I don’t like it! 

Is there any job as a professional critique? Do they pay someone just for saying nasty things? I would like very much like a job like that. Opinion matters!