Universitat

Some people just don't have the idea of how the system works, i.e. how you live as a certain part of a certain community, of a certain nation. I've seen a lot, I'll just write about the one I see everyday.

In universities, you are assessed throughout the semesters which means you don't slack off unless u want to phail the tests, quizzes, and even the assignments. The ugly part is that 90% of the community earn their carry marks which comprise more than 50% of the total marks,

BY CHEATING.

It sux to be me, who doesn't cheat, and yet sucks during the written exams. My only quite strong points are I can do the practicals (programming, drawing, blacksmithing, gimme anything as long as I don't have to sit in a hall and find x, y , z for like 3 hours, and don't know what to do with the x's,y's and z's that I'd found.) perfectly. I don't study textbooks, so I won't figure easily, what is the integral of lnx^e and such. Yet I know how to write programs, even one that can figure your mom's age, I can draw more than 5 multiview drawings in one day, generate perfect 3d models.

I get high marks for the practical exams, you get high marks for nerds' exams, isn't that fair? But no, the nerds would copy the practical assignments/tests from me, the dumbfuck, saying:

"Ni praktikal oh, rugi la tak dapat markah."

In the end:

Nerds-Dean's list, excel at both theory and practical assessments.

Me-Dean: "No need graduate leh, waste money only, go find a job."

Life is fair, the system is, it's just the people living in the system.

And they say universities generate professionals.

Hell yeah, they do.

I can see it in your eyes, you're moving on without me

Lagu ni best.

Untuk kali ini sahaja

Hari ini, 27 mei 2011. hari ni, uhh, hari lahir mak aku. Haish, macam tahun2 lepas la gamaknya. Kadang-kadang aku terfikir, dah brapa lama aku tak wish birthday mak aku directly? Ade 9 tahun gak kot. Dah aku dok asrama dari form 1 gini la jadinya. Time birthday mak aku je aku takde kat rumah. Sekarang nak wish kat telefon pun dah tak termampu dah rasanya. Kadang-kadang aku jeles kat kawan2 yang boleh selamba cakap "I love you mum", "sayang mak" la dan macam2 lagi la. Bukannya aku tak sayang tapi aku macam tak mampu je nak cakap. Aku rasa aku tak pernah cakap aku sayang mak aku pon. Hmm, bagi aku, sapa la yang tak sayang mak? Kalau cakap tak redundantkah? Aku tak nak menerapkan mentaliti bodoh aku ni kat sapa2, jadi jangan la jadi macam aku. Cakap la yang korang sayang kat mak korang, ucaplah ucapan yang sepatutnya kat diorang sebelum terlambat. Bukan mak je bapak dan abang-abang dan kakak-kakak korang gak. Keluarga itu sangatlah penting.

Aku rasa nak menangis setiap kali hari jadi mak/ayah aku sebab aku tak mampu nk wish kat diorang. Aku hanya mampu sms, bagi hadiah dan kadang2 dengan kad yang adik-adik aku tulis/lukis/conteng.

Aku harap sangat suatu hari nanti kan mampu gak aku untuk wish kat diorang macam tu.

Kedekut

Stinginess. Some people are born to be stingy assholes. I don't really care when people save money because they don't have much but it pains me seeing:

1. people who can send SMS to their girl/boyfriend(s) all the time but not to a friend just to tell an important thing like, "hey i'm not gonna be back with yer car tonight, I'm going back to my far far away hometown with yer car and yeah maybe tomorrow I'll return yer damn car". An advice is try calling yer parents (if you have any) and tell them you love'em rather than wasting yer money with people you don't even live with. Ingatlah mak bapak weh. Ingat member pun orait gek.

2. people who waste money on bullshit in essence; karaoke, new shoes, expensive clothing etc but not willing to spend some money to eat. Kalau makan sikit takpe gak. Ni makan nak selera khinzir jugak. Duit taknak keluar.

For me, these people are dumb. Needless to say why.

That's All

Today I woke up quite early.

So I decided to go to school by bus.

It was fun because there was no massive crowd of people queuing at the bus stop.

And I was the second person to get onto the bus. Meaning a promised seat for me.

It was a small bus, a mini bus in fact. Not any mini bus that you see in the streets of Old Klang but INTEC's mini bus.

And when I was sitting, inhaling the cool air surrounding me, enjoying the majestic atmosphere, emblazoned with dim morning sunlight and gay smiles of the intelligent students of this great institution, she stepped onto the bus.

Not the prettiest I've ever seen but she sure caught my eyes.

That's all.

I konw you can raed tihs enevtghuoh i sepleld tehm worng.

I know you should understand it eventhough i never explained.

Some people are just assholes.

We shared this fucking rm99/month net, not a rm400/month net.

But some assholes went and download shitloads of movies/month.

Tell me yer a fan of movies, I'm a fan of musics.

But I don't even download a single fucking albums per month using this rm99/month net.

Sometimes I payed moar than my share and i didn't fucking download a single fucking thing just cause I care for u guys

but..

It's different, son.

I've been reading blogs, Facebook posts, Twitters, quite a handful of'em and I see people, how they think to be exact. I can see how people think just by seeing them live too but you see, I'm not socially active and I don't find physically socialising interesting at all. say I'm anti-social, say I'm a kera sumbang, say what you want I don't really care.

i can't seem to remember from where but recall seeing someone wrote,


"enjoyment comes from satisfaction"


and all the crap of that sort. i'm not saying it's wrong or whatever but i don't think i see it that way. it is satisfaction that you get from enjoyment, not the other way around. you enjoy doing yer work and at the end of the day, you'll be satisfied whether it's successful or not. sticking to yer puny statement is the one thing that causes young generations of these days to not be able to shine, yet they disappear. they tend to only enjoy their lives when they're satisfied by their work or in other term the boss is satisfied with their work. and when they fail, 0 satisfaction and 0 enjoyment and 100% suicide comes to mind. when you enjoy yer work, you tend to think that you'd given your best and if anything comes wrong in the end it is satisfaction that you get that the work had been fun and you'll be glad to try again, without failure, for sure. when it's satisfaction that you're after, you'll be in despair to know yer work's a mess and i don't think anything positive'll come to mind by then.

but hey, it's my opinion and that's yer opinion so..

fu*k it..