The Feels Of Being Explored

Sometimes when we see people who are in trouble it remains only as a trouble. We don't feel it, we don't understand it, and we just give a sympathy look just to show our concern. Berat mata memandang, berat lagi bahu memikul. People who were raped, do you know what do they feel? Do we understand their horror? Do you want to know it? Well, I assume many don’t want to experience it, well I would say don’t. Do you know how it feels? Well, it feels terrible! Imagine somebody who is cruel filling his heart with darkness crossing, exploring, searching, messing up into your body, how do it feel? Disgusted? Well YES!

Why do I know this? Of course I’m not being rape.

Well, last weekend my family and I were out of state, and when we’re back, it turns out our house was robbed. I lost my laptop, my mother lost all of her jewelry, and luckily we’re not the type who put a lot of money in the house. Well, we’re okay, I’m okay. What I hate about this robbery is when seeing how my father reacts, well, I pity him seeing he cried. Thank God my mom is okay though she’s the one who lost biggest.

The police had done everything that should though it feels disappointed to see how they do their job, well not putting them into a good standard. We too do seek an Imam to pray for us and for sure we too pray for all of these shouldn’t happen anymore.

When my friends ask me how is everything? Well, it feels like being raped! Like I said, “imagine somebody who is cruel filling his heart with darkness crossing exploring, searching, messing up into your body, how do it feel? Disgusted? Well YES!” It is too disgusted to imagine somebody who is bad entering our house.

Will Be Idle

Now I'm back in Shah Alam again. Classes had started last week. Three days ago, I went to Telekom Malaysia to apply for Streamyx. Too bad my rented house is not accesible with the Internet. So I guess blogging will be idle for a time.

Hmm, boring..... New semester just starts and I don't feel like ready.

arghh, my mind jammed, gtg..

We are sick over frequent floods

This is from the previous post..

In a year, there are 12 months with an average of 30 days in every month. In a year, we have 365 days to live and work. In a year, there is a month where the east peninsular of Malaysia will have monsoon season. The rains are heavy and continuous in this season. Usually, the monsoon starts at the end of November till the end of December. At other times usually it will be a hot and warm weather with raining at certain time.

During Every monsoon, the road that leads to my house will be full of water. This happened every year. Every year, there is a month when the contractors and engineers came to our place to just blindly see the problem at our place. By the way, it only happens only when the people complaints the matters to our wakil rakyat.

What I really don’t understand is why can’t they solve the problem before the flood happens? If their reason is because they can’t get the real picture of the problem and must see the flood with their own eyes, why do they need to see it every year? you have plenty of days during ‘dry season’ to do your job, but you choose to do it at the hard time. Come on, you’re contractors and engineers sure have good brains, that’s why the government pay you. The problem only happens at the old and small residential areas yet they can’t fix it. I wonder how they do their job at the town.

But the real disappointment is with the wakil rakyat. This wakil rakyat is a woman. But her man always speaks for her. How can her husband always speak for her job? She needs to be more accessible and professional. I say this not because she is a woman, but because she is a politician. A politician should speak his/her own mind, not their partner. When my father wants to speak the matters with her, only her husband is available (maybe the husband should contest at the next general election.. haha). And to a great disappointment when he said the contractors and engineers are out of idea to pull out the water. My father says he don’t care, it is not his job to think for the developers. The problem should be settle years ago. And then, how can the husband of that wakil rakyat said, “Maybe you should see the contractors by yourself”. This is something the wakil rakyat should not say. How could he ask us to go see the contractors by ourselves when we elect her to do the job. Got my point here? The elected person asked us to do her job. This is ridiculous. I hate don’t know what to say about my representative.

Show us some professional if you dare to speak about ruling this country. We need proof you are capable of doing jobs. We choose you to solve our problem. Walk your talk.

The God is watching, be reliable of what He had give to you.

Hey Color Blinders, watch what you pick

Color blinders should not be yielded from various what-the-world-can-offers. From driving license to education, color blinders were deserted. I am one of the lucky person to have the special chromosome inside my body. Their reason is simple, for the sake of damn safety. Well, I cheated for color blind tests for driving licence and I never break the red traffic lights. I lied when filling for university intake form and applied for Electrical Engineering (which is strict about the colors stuff) and I never blow up the laboratory. So who are 'they' to say us make mistakes while we never do it.

But last morning, I made a very stupid mistakes regarding colors. I lost to my nature's behaviour. I need to admit that color blindness brings hardness. Well, it happens in pump station. Early in the morning, at Caltex.

Blame on my genes, instead of puling the Gold Techron pumper, I picked the Silver one. The Gold's pumper is yellow and silver is red (I hope I'm right with the color information). My brain told me to pick the yellow one, but my eyes said the red one is the yellow. I pumped the red one. Damn, only realize after looking at the market price of the two petrols. I'm filling my car with the cheaper petrol. The cheaper one means bad for my car. The old petrol inside my car tank is mixing with the new one, they are not socially tolerate. Nothing I can do except crying over spilled petrol. My father said it is not good for the car. Taking some advice from SNC forum, they said should be ok if not happen too often. Then there is an advice asking me to finish the petrol quickly. Well sounds great, I can revving through the day and night. And I hope nothing will effect my car too much

Laugh cures

When you’re feeling down, you’re hurt, or whatever that bad comes to your way, what did you do? Do you get mad without any reason? Or do you crying all night long like a baby? Did it help? I bet it is a ‘no’ because I got a better solution.

For the last two weeks, there are so many bad things happen to be in my life. All I do when bad things come to me is laugh. Yes, I laugh when I’m feeling down and hurt. I don’t know why but I’m not crazy to laugh when bad things happen but it really helps me through it. When I played futsal, and used my face to stop a ball from entering my goal, all I can afford was laughing. When I fall from my motorcycle on a slippery road, thank God there are my friends to laugh with me. When I laughed, I don’t feel the pains, but when I want to play the ball again or drive the motorcycle again, the pains starts attacking you. The pains come whenever I stop laughing. Well, like we all read in Reader’s Digest, ‘Laughter, the Best Medicine’.

Well, these two incidents explained why I haven’t blog for a time.

Today is very calm. This weekend is a very awaiting time for me. The last week is a disastrous week for me. The whole week, starting from Monday till Friday, I suffered a lot. But the worst is on Tuesday. It is the day I had my first laboratory session for this semester. The lab session is a failure one this time. 4 hours spent in the lab just to connect some networks and (tried) to obtain certain outputs is a disappointed one.

This semester, I am with new lab partner. This new partner is a lady. What makes a real problem is not her gender, but her attitude. She doesn’t help me, she just watched, she sat there waiting me to connect everything and then when everything goes wrong, she can’t do anything except questioning me why it goes wrong? Aah, I can’t imagine going like this throughout the semester. By the way, this is the first time I’m having a girl as a lab partner and I hope she won’t break my respect towards women’s reputation doing jobs.

The lab partner is one, the other problem regarding my lab session is, the way lab session is handled is totally different compared to the last 2 semesters and I am very unhappy with it. Plus, we’ll having a mini project by mid-semester and I can’t imagine how to work with my new lab partner and I’m dead worry with the presentation session with her.

So, the morale of the story is, the faculty should allow us to choose our partner group by ourselves. We’ll be very happy and might score with a great marks and the happiness will back to the faculty.

Shifted

I don't have any idea what to post nowadays as my interest is shifted to my new car! My mind is totally blank. All it has is only about car. Cars on my left side of brain, and on the right side too. Yippee, I have a car now! It's a Proton Satria Neo wholly subsidized by my parents. The car is not intentionally for me but also for my other siblings use but as I'm the only one who have the license (my sister also has the license but she's away for study), so, unofficially it's for me!

Too bad, the car will be kept at home and I'll never have a chance to bring it to campus. Not permitted by my parents. However, having a new interest is great.

First thing that I feel the most important thing to make my car look good and long lasting is to get it tinted. You know, to make sure the interior side will not damaged by sunshine and to make sure it looks so sporty so that everybody will look at it. So last night, I started my 'research'. Ramming pages by pages, tabs by tabs, trying hardly deadly to learn at least 'something' so that I wouldn't cheated at shops.

Then at the next day (today), I went to the friend's recommended shop, to get my car tinted. Along with my friends, I am very superb confident that I knew everything about the tinting stuff. Sadly, when I reached the shop, I get dizzy with the choices. So, after a few times thinking, calling, asking about the price, and negotiating, I agree with an offer. It looks great to my car and also financially good.

Since waiting for the car to get ready is not a very efficient time consuming, I rumbled the nearest mall. Yeah!

After everything was finished (it tooks a very six hours), and when I reached home, surprisingly I found out the windows look very dark! I think I am over tinted my car. There are so little lights can penetrate into the car. Though it looks so good on my eyes, I'm very worry if it doesn't good on JPJ's eye. It costs me my mum RM750 to get it done and if JPJ touch it, I'm doomed!

Tun is back into UMNO

Nope, it is just a lie. I lied. Yeap, I'm a liar. Tun Dr. Mahathir actually did out of UMNO and there is no turning back. I'm sorry I lied. (weeeww, confession is a damn good thing!) haha

And the news is spreading fast. Yeap, I'm a liar. The whole world know that. So don't trust me. Haha. By the way, everybody starts blogging about this, so let's make some difference. Ngueh ngueh ngueh.

And I don't know if Tun's step can serve him best or not. Is this step will bring him up? Or down? But for sure, he's quitting for real now. Yes, it's time for him to take a real break. Well, at least after he's done with Lingam's investigation.

Keep it cool, have a rest.

What an end to the world

You hear about what had happened to China? Heard about Myanmar being hit by cyclone? Have you ever feeling so hungry because there is no food because rice is very limited and the prices is not cheaper any more. Not yet? Well consider this. With China being shaken by earthquake, the world will be much less with rice. I don't know what percentage do China shares about rice production in this world but after this tragedy, this planet don't have enough to feed the victims. And I'm afraid will be there any food to sit on our table?

Afraid huh?

What can we do?

Nothing!!!

We can't do anything! Pray? Sure, we always should pray. But praying alone is not enough. We should work out something. But what we can do?

Nothing!

Government all around the globe saying we should change our lifestyle. What da heck?! If they want us to eat plastics and metals that stuck on your teeth, no way, that's my braces. Politicians, wake up! You're not living in era where public were afraid of politicians. Not anymore. We need you to changed whatever policy that we don't know to turn Earth into a place of eating.

But since that's not gonna be happen in this century. Maybe we should move to Mars. No, we can't go to Mars, because men were from Mars. So where should we go. Pluto? Maybe.

Whatever planet that we're aiming to, we need to remember one thing. The era of cheap food is gone. For the better or worse, that's what the newspaper told me. So, start saving. Eat what you can afford. Save your money, you'll need it to pay for Pluto's trip. Save also your food supply. Send your children to hostel so that you can save your food supply. Ask your parents to stay with you because this may help to save your money a little bit. They'll pay for the food. Haha.