friends for3va!

Tommorrow marked one of my last visits to mrsm. Will I ever step in there again? Or would the school just fades away gradually from my memories? Only time can tell. Well, finally. after almost 4 months parting with my old friends, i m going to meet them again tommorrow! hm... Zamrudianz r d bez! Miz u guys a lot! I look foward for tommorrow!~

praying...

WORRY AND STRESS SAGA... that would be the pefect phrase to describe my sort of like stirred up feelings. Self conflicts, internal stress, and the list goes. Will I Ever be granted the scholarship?? Who knows? Still, I will have to enter matrix. Damm! two years in prison actually summoned me to another year of it! just like life sentence!!! hm... Days had been quite well, except that worry part. Still, I have to go on living

Made a call to my teacher just now. She told me only 1000 out of 3000 will be accepted. That's a big ratio! Sick! Will i ever get it? ai.....

Meanwhile, I could just pray.....

Interview's over

got one of my wish fullfill liao... thanx dad 4 phone... i am gratefull for that!
Was happy to be called for the interview and here's how it goes...
1. The interview was damm shocking.
2. Arrived the MARA building at 9.
3. Made a call to my schoolmates (those being called)
4. Suprised they r still lingering in town (their interview's at 10)
5. Checked d name list
6. Damm!! I am d second one!!!
7. Went in 4 interview
8. Some idiot doubt my bumiship n ask me 2 describe myself in kadazan!!!
9. Thank God my debate skills helped me
10. Finally, everything is over. Everything seemed quite all rite
11. pray....

"""""finally! It's ovr!!!!'......

p/s: sis, tke note, tat mara woman told me i m the third and last generation that can be classified s bumi.. If i happened to marry a non-bumi, my next generation can't xpect scholarships frm MARA... coz s wut they say,


utk saudara mara...
true? ahakzz...

mistake on my wish

made a mistake on my WANTED hp.... its not N6101 but Sony Ericsson z520i..... not much difference on d price.... close to RM100 gap... will i eva get it? hope so ! neways... its very lest chance that i will get it...
actually, what i wanted more is d MARA scholarship!!!

hoping, craving, raving.... :(

Notes for The Day

whew... another day had passed... stew is coming back 2nite.. wats next? big feast? i dont think so... guess my thoughts r runnin wild, much wilder than d horses of Steppe... Not sure y i kept on saying d wrong words at d wrong tym... hm... could have done things much better, but y i just cant do it? is it bcoz of my moodless feelings? or hell out tired? what am i tired of actually?

hm... got some in4 bout d HGP... guess ost docs know what is it... n now only i kew that it was completed a long time ago... 13 Arpil 2003! dammm! when i ask my teacher he said it was not! wonder how outdate r we...
nExt, found out that H5N1 is no easy shit... it has a lot of types... whew.. learn quite some stuffs..


A new tech for the day
As for my interest, checked out Intel Pentium D... d latest... not bad, offering double thread proccesser... what am i talking about anyway? hm... not quite sure...

n i m damm bored!!!

Matrix or IB?

woke up quite eatly... manage 2 actually...
another day had passed... the coming admission of university is juz around the corner. Could i make it? bet it's a hard task for me. Despite my results which fullfill the minimum requirements, that does not even secure me anything. Tonnes of students out there are making their way, pushing and rushing wherever they can to enter medicine. Why is this field so attractive anyway? Hm... Even I can't answer that. only time will decide. Prayers play its part, results prove itself. Anyhow, there's simply no reason for me to stop praying. Hoping one day i can enter IB.

Matrix might just be might next stop. Whether for the next two months or the coming year ahead, i can't actually give the answer. Time and again, people would ask me where would i head next? Well, the least i can tell is just matrix in Penang.

hm... what shall I do for the next few days? arggggg..... feels so bored at home......

Sign of relief or Green eye?

FINALLY!!!

phew..... should i say i m sorrow or happy? my results? does it shows a sign of relief or just another green eye at those who excel more? i bet mit's more toward the eye part. another few days had passed since i went back to school. Had some ideas of where am i heading. anyhow, all these can only be determined by time... could i be just another kid to admit matrix? lets hope it wo't last long... or i m gonna be imprison! and i mean it 2 yrs of IMPRISON!!!!

dyas passed well... wondering where to get my extra vitamin M? frm PSD? or maybe Daddy? :P Should i care less or morE? More i guess....

SPM again!

4K of students scored straight As, 900+ A1s!

tats how d tabloid reads... really? erm.. by my calculations, if there is 4K of students scored straight As, devided by thirteen states, means Sabah would have at least 300+ students who obtain such exemprary results!!! really? n my school is d top school of Sabah!! So, i wonder can i be one of them?? nothing else but pray! pray! n pray!!!

is it possible for me to attempt such oustanding record again?? i wonder.... could i perform AGAIN? after my achievements in pmr.... only time can decide. phew. a few more days will decide the rest of my future path. m i suitable to enter medical field? or something else? whats more, that can even decide my moods for the rest of the days... I wonder could i get things over?

hm... gov school students r havin their holidays! thank god they r not there!!!i mean when we take our results.... or there will be much "care to insult" ideas rushing in...

wats next? pray la!!! hoping 4 d bez!

Scared...

I bet SPM is much scarier than this!

hate to make d contdwn 4 SPM... coz its so damm near!!! damm scared..... oi, sum1... pls help me!!!!...hm... had a fine day 2day.... sum1 came... to buy d hse...haf mil!!! whos gonna buy wit dat price?? i duno.

a few more days, hoping to meet eugene n kevin... wondering how would eugene look like after coming out frm PLKN... read d news bout a man who entered PLKN twice... nothin to do i guesss.... boasting tat inside is gud. He wnted more!! tats y he entered twice!! a bit wu liao.

hoping 4 d bez...

Musri's whereabouts

phew... another few days had passed.... I stopped working, since March... So pls stop asking me hows ckg musri n nthe..... coz i DUNNO!!!!! SPM is gettin near..so damm scared!!!

had a clash...

hai... wat shall i say?? honestly these days, i seemed very much moodeless.... a few pages of knowledge can send me to my dreamland almost instantly.... much more efective than sleeping pills... i will not question how many of them, coz its juz too strong!had a clash a while ago... no practical valentine clash but "clash" within my brain... it seemed that my gray and white matter can't work together. I can't make choices.... well not as serious as what is potrayed in the "shopaholic" series. so far, i still know what shirt to wear. buT IT JUZ TAKES TIME!!!

Why is this actually happening to me?? YYY??? i duno la... ai... maybe its due to the upcoming SPM results.... whew... should i sigh? i duno.. what is done means done... there's no turning back.... all i can do now is jus pray,pray and PRAY... wishing for a silver linning.. they say it's not immposible, well i agree... still. can i achieved it? hopefully.

Am i confident of my results? erm... no!!! who can?? even d top scorer can't confidently judge his or her results.... maybe u can expect but there is no way u can make sure. That's facts! so, pls stop telling me to be confident!

Where's my future path? medicine? hope so.... y i kept on having heads to choose other feild? well, this is what i mean by "clash"!! erm, wats d name of d disease where u can' make choises?? sis, can u tell me?? hah... now that reminds me of tat gr8 movie....SHOPAHOLIC!


WILL I WORK USING THIS?


OR MAYBE THIS?

whew.... i dun wanna blog more for this time or d clash might just turn into a tragic accident!!! haha.... till then......praying..

G4s splitted

Had a busy day.. first d fan on my G4s splited half, probably self destruction 4 d fan, next i was screwed off from siform5.blogspot.com... i juz wonder are those people anti-me or wat so ever. Asking me not to spam, make d blog untidy or watso-ever... nevermind, i won't keep in contact with that affilation... not something good to do during leisure time.


Imagine that fan in d middle went in half-moon shape...I wondered how it happened

Hm, what did i do these few days? well, took a break from my work, went to Maths class yesterday. d A-level maths was not that hard afterall... juz covered a few chapters only. It just taKES TIME!!! HAHA...hopefully i'll be able to finish d sylibus in time b4 i admmmit matric or IB... talking bout d IB can i get it? lets just hope for the best. Hm...do i really wanted the doctor's proffession? ya I DO!!!!

Whew! another week has almost past... it's time to sat goodbye to this week and say halo to next week... hm.. what am i talking about anyway? i duno... anyway.. hopefully i'll be able to fix my old comp tonite...

NS SERVICE?

NS 4 me?


everyday is almost d same...bored

phew... looks like i m quite alone now at hm... considering my sis has returned to her wonderland in "europe"....haha..hope she will do well in her coming years... guess wat? she wont be back any sooner than 1 and a half years. That's a long way to go for her. Anyhow, i m sure she can handle it well, despite all the hardships she'll have to face. Hearing from all d complains that she groused, i m sure UKR is not any better place than Malaysia..haha... maybe only those who really been there can certified that!

A quick look at d past: both me and my sis had a gr8 tym 2gete at west Malaysia... Lots of laughter... although at times, we had conflicts (which we managed to settle it)...had a a few arguements...no solution...but still, we stand together as one family..

well, hows my days ahead? hm... gonna be bored i guess...anyhow, i had been through it.... two full years!!! Still d same me... A lot of people ask me how i spend my holiday. Well can mine be a real holiday? although i do not need to attend school for almost six months, still, i did made myself useful- half workin and half studying... DAMMM TIRED!!!!


always wanted a nap!

Hm... i can see some or maybe a lot of my friends are entering the national service. Is it an ideal programme. a lot of comments was thrown onto this NS thing. Whether it is a good or bad thing to b, it's not my right to say..anyhow, i din get it this yr, coz i was underage!!!! haha.. duno about next yr... will i??? b shaved??? someday, i ill b reading comics while some ppl will b marching as early as 5am!!! haha... let time decide..


could i just be d next participant?

neways... dinner is rollling over... gtg!

wat a dull day...

wat a dull day...


24 hrs wit tis machine...SO DAMM BORED!!!

As dull as the curry dull in the mamak stall. A normal day for me again.. tired, sleepy, and barely wanted REST!!! from morning untill now, everything went normal. Nothing special... not too good and not too bad either. Notwitstanding the endless flow of customers into the cyber cafe, i was able to handle things quite well...

Kin, if u eva happened to read my blog again, pls leave ur msg ..ok?

hma..... wat else? well, guess it's good news for me coz i m gonna be paid today....I am RICH!!!!!!! really?? haha... just joking.

Actually, I don't really have much to blog about, So, let's just end things here...Till then! Chow!

Another Tired day(-_-)

Another tired day......
Phew..... at least I had sum time 4 myself to blog.... hows today? well, not bad. Had a chance to come 2 work early. Still, 10 hrs of working isn't anything easy. Especially when you had a "chance" to handle those pilaks* damm! I wonder do they know how to stop after their credit was over? Anyhow, i was able to handle tat...Quite well i guess... Enough of those.

What's more, had a chance to meet up with my old juniors and some teachers as I revosot MRSM again today. Met up with mdm amy, had a chat or so called discussion with her... Besides, a trip into the dorm really makes me feel so homelike, considering my 2 long years of studies there. Next, ccidentally being seen by the damm fat ass named KHALIL....No good guy, everyone says he's involve in corruption. Anyhow, it's just a hearsay. He had fingers on me... as if giving me a warning but i just can't understand... Ai... 4get bout it la.

Erm.. wat else? guess tat's all for today... another tired afternoon again.....

HOME SWEET HOME!!!!!!!

HOME SWEET HOME!!!!!!!

Phew... finally i had a chance to blog! Well, as whatever i mentioned in my previous posting, i mean bout d packiing stuff, it was indeed true!! damm true! first, we were told to unpack one whole box of seafood... next, we'll have to handcarry two packets of meatb alls...thankgod it was only two...despite we already had one box of prawns(both cooked and uncooked) to be brought up to d plane..

On the plane, nothing was nice. Yes, it's my maiden flight on air asia, always expecting good things on the first time. Anyhow, things turned out the other way round. The plane was fine...new, and spacious. The drawbacks anyhow, outnumbered the advantages. clearly, it is a low-fare airline.. no frills indeed. There was no food! for a long two-hour journey. well, I was prepared for it... I was told about it and i certainly read the terms and conditions while booking for the ticket. But what I am trying to point out here is not about the food. Instead, the seat! I was not declineable! Imagine you have to sit for 90 degrees for more than two hours. It's not a joke man! Things certainly went worst when i started to take a short nap... no less, at least 10 minutes each time.. What do i mean by each time is that i just can't sleep well! of course wat! always fishing!

hm... enough of Air asia... holidays went welll, had lots of ang pao...


a sign of tradition or a income?

although all that went as waste in the end- God knows.... hm...stayed at Vistana Hotel...11days...
Even took a trip to Melaka...Stood a chance to meet up with kin, nini and dielah...

hm...back here in kk, started work again..9hrs daily..damm tired...


does it really woth the while to end up like this? DAMM TIRED!

guess i had enough of typing....but before i stop, i wanna say, HOME SWEET HOME!!! and i mean it!!!

wat bout SPM??????????? nvm...we'll talk about it next time...

Travelling sooonnnn!!!!!!!!!!

Started work late this morning... leaving for kl tommorrow.. hm..wat shall i say? i m just simply outa words...maybe today will be a sleepless nite.. considering the unfinished packing... Tommorrow will definetely witness a great or if not, small arguement during packing... isn't it culture or more precisely, practise? hm... guess what, tommorrow might be a special and historical day for me. Y? Coz for the first time, i will travel on airasia.. All this time, MAS... Well, wat to do, MAS is just TOO EXPENCIVE!

First time in my life...how's it gonna be???
hm... thinkin about wateva happened at terminal 2 tat day when sis was sent off to kl really "tragics" me. A man was told to unpacked his belongings at the airport b4 boarding airasia... well, as for my sis, she was told to hand carry one whole box of frozen item... i bet its more than 5kgs... kesiannya. As for me, i would predict the same thing to happen to me tommorrow... Y? MAn! we are deploying at least 8kgs of frozen goods to kl...

delicious? or tired of carrying?
dunno y...maybe kl has no prawns ..erm.. maybe its too expencive! haha...well, guess that's all for now..my boss is nagging! hope every thing goes well tommorrow...

Teenagers...

Well, I did mention on my last post that I would comment on the changes in education sytem. anyhow, I just could not generate enough points yet to change it. So, looks like you readers just have to wait. Anyhow, I did have some thoughts about teenagers, us...hm...
Teenagers. You see them loitering around the shopping malls in the city centre, sitting at the sidewalk cafes and sipping branded coffee. Those discoloured t-shirts that seems to have undergone at least thousand washings cost over a hundred ringgit, you can bet your bottom dollar on that, and that is at a year end clearance sale. On ordinary days, just buying one will scorch an enormous hole through your pocket; you will not have one left.
And never in my dear life can I understand why the boys must wear their pants hanging gingerly at the end of their hips, looking as if they would just drop off anytime, exposing more than half of their briefs. There is a perfect logical explanation for this, they will declare. After having to spend a fortune on their designer underwear, it makes no sense if no one can see them at all. Gone are the days our mothers used to make those boxer shorts for us with a choice between rubber waistbands or the tie-it yourself variety. Now they are saying that such loose underwear is healthier as far as one's posterity is concerned. But does it really matter in this modern days and age when, more often than not, it is quite impossible to tell the difference between the masculine and the feminine genders? Masculine? That is the last word I would use to describe those skinny, punitive species so pale from the sheer lake of sun and so scrawny for want of some vigorous exercise.
Try walking a little bit closer and you can catch a whiff of expensive fragrance. Calvin Klein no less that may cost an arm or a leg. A 100ml bottle may cost over RM100 and some can even double that, believe it or not. But just when you think you have seen it all, you hear the tone of the cellular phone. No, you don't have one yourself; they are much too expensive for an ordinary salary-earner like you and despite working your fingers to the bone from dawn to dusk, there's no way you can fork out enough dough to pay the bill, access fees and all. Any how, seeing believes and right before your very eyes, there is this young upstart flashing the latest model from NOKA, MOTOROLA and what-have-you? One of those most definitely comes with a four-figure price tag. How can they afford it, you wonder, when you are at your wit's end trying to make ends meet?
And hanging out in one of those side-walk cafes is not cheap either, albeit the senselessness in the whole indulgence. In countries in Europe, it is understandable that this kind of thing should be a preference considering their cooler climate, the fresh air and the milder sunlight in the region. But who would in their right minds would want to do such thing along Bintang Walk where the vehicles zoom past non-stop at neck-breaking speed, leaving them to inhale all the poisonous fumes and oozing sweat from every pore? I strongly suspect that the carbon monoxide must have gone straight up to their brains and that explains their obvious lack of grey matter. Furthermore, the prices of those minute paper cups of coffee are so exorbitant that one will have to keep it in the mouth for hours until the flavor is completely gone before swallowing to get the money's worth. For the price they have to pay, I would think at the very least, they should serve the beverage in something more sophisticated or classier like imported fine delicate china, complete with a silver spoon that you can twiddle with, for want of something better to do at mundane places like this.
Our parents were aghast when we listen to Elvis the Pelvis, or the mop-topped Beatles. Even the ear-splitting heavy metal music of Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin or Grand Funk Railroad is mere child's play compare to what they listen today. I would not insult my knowledge of music, limited though it may be, and call them songs for the simple reason that there is no melody, some drum beats and a booming bass while the singer chant like a deliriously hysterical Chinese medium in a trance. Do not, under any circumstances try to make out what the lyrics are all about for heaven's sake. I tried doing that once and I blushed out in embarrassment at what I could hear- obscenities, obscenities and obscenities. Time and again, whenever I can spare the time, I will drop by my regular coffee shop for my favorite fried rice and more than one occasion, I would chance upon some coarse individual plonked at the next table with thunder roaring voice and very sentence punctuated generously with foul language and four letter words, making me wonder about his home upbringing and education. These days, the teenagers are exposed to all that trash and vulgarity neatly-packaged in the popular songs of the day, all in a RM30-40 compact disc and the portable player does not come cheap either.
And have you taken a look at their hair lately? They come in all colors, the more popular ones being blonde or brunette- and I am referring to the boys especially, by the way, if they want to look English, they should at least put in some effort to learn the language and make sure they can speak like one, but horrors of horrors! The moment they open their mouths, all the English you can hear, if any at all, is the miserably, mangled mess of the Malaysian variety, otherwise aptly known as Manglish.
Teenagers! Sometimes people cast one look at them and they often shake their heads and sigh. These are our generation of today. These are going to be the leaders of our tomorrow.

Medicine?

Sometimes, I took a step back to wonder. Is medicine a right course for me? At night, right before I had my eyelids closed, I would, AT TIMES, wonder, should I choose this course? It's a hard one but it can be achieved. Do I have the interest in it? Even I myself can't answer that. God knows. Wish th "salty hat" in THE HARRY POTTER does exist. Thus, it can certainly tells me which field should I venture. Why? Why medic?Is doctor a profession that can fullfill my wishes? What are my wishes anyway? Even the gray matter in my head can't answer that I guess. Take an example, Dr.Stew. Is he the one that inspire me to become a doctor? Don't ask me! What does a doctor offer? Let's see:

First, he mobiles around with one of these...

Surely, he must have graduated from here...

He owns one lot here but he DOESN'T LIVE HERE!! Then, what's the point of buying? Investment?

and he communicate with at least 3 figure price tags item from this brand!!!

So, clearly, isn't doctor's life wonderful? Rich? Hm.. but does anyone ever wonder why doctor's pay is high, no less, starting from 3K atleast? Don't anyone realised that the Philipino sweat more than a doctor does? In other words, they work more than doctors! One may say that it is doctors' skills that "sells" themselves at such a high price. but, can a doctor mix cement well? can a doctor build high rise buildings? Look, the architec and engineer's work might count in high rise building but who risk heir lives building it, climbing up to sky-high altitudes? it;'s none other than those workers! but why their pay is so small? It can only be 10%-20% of a doctor's salary? Still, doctors defend themselves by claiming that they save lives! THINK AGAIN! Let's say a worker accidentally fainted or stop breathing. Will a doctor be the one to perform CPR? NO! It would be his colleague to bring him alive again if possible. What if it's impossible? He will be sent to the hospital instead. And upon arrival, doctors found him dead, tow him into emergency room, try to bring him alive with ### (i duno what they call, u know the two things where they press on d man's chest and he will jump), and when they failed (most probably because by the time he arrived at the hospital, it would be too late, they pronounced DOA (Dead on arrival)So, in such cases, should doctor get extra pay?
Anyhow, I won't a deny a doctor's profession in other cases. DOCTORS DO SAVE LIVES! Still, thinking back, doctors' houses are big, grand and expencive. But who build them? I mean BUILD, not design! Workers!!Workers with low salary! Without them, where would doctors live? Even the doctors' office a.k.a. HOSPITAL was built by those workers!
So why must there be such a big difference in both their salaries? Maybe the doctor's high salary is to pay for whatever they have spent while studying to get the degree...
Anyhow, where am I actually heading? My topic is totally out! Well, still Doctor is good...That's what they claimed. Now, every parent want their children to become doctors, even when their child can't even spell the word CELL! Why? Is it because Malaysia is short of doctors? Well, that may ONLY CONTRIBUTE 1% of the factors. The others, I won't comment, let them think!
Well, is my luck fated to become a doctor? we'ill see. Let SPM decide. IB could be my next destination but Matrik won't leave herself out of the list! Till then, all I can do is pray, pray and pray; unlike those days: study, study and study!
Guess that's all for now! The next time I would most probably Blog about "Education System Must Change"...Just wait for the time to come!

Silver Lining...

Is this the right course?

Hmm... should I say I am sick? Well, maybe ... As what I have mentioned in my shout, I really do hope there's a silver lining!!! Hoping that Russian Medic will be a dream come true to me... Will? Hopefully...Please, pray for me on that. Christmas? Hmm... dinner was great. Though it was a normal but it truly meant a lot! Now I really start to recall how things had really been to this stage. Trail result don't augur well. Hope my story "a miracle" won't really turn out in the end ( the ending part). Sick!
New year's up! Plans? I really don't know much. Hopefully, I would be able to get those timely offers to study in overseas. SPM result is coming out soon! Nervous is traveling down my spine. I certainly can't imagine that. Hey, what makes things worst is that, one of my friends told me that SPM graft will not change for elective subjects! What? I m dead if so...Please, Silver Lining!!! Well, guess that's all for this time, I really have to go for dinner! Mom's calling...till then!

RSMU-my future path?