A Fortnight Story

A fortnight has passed and once again, many things have happened. Managed to cover a few projects, FYP still undergoing, coping with all the dramas around me and picked up a few songs that's been isolated in my iTunes. Seems not bad for two weeks huh?

It strike me funny that whenever somebody mentioned about my blog, there's almost always comments about it but there was never comment left on the blog itself. Maybe that's because they're worried that they've become the main characters to the entries that i've written. Well, rest assured ppl. Even though i was not born with a kind heart, but, i wont go around trashing about other ppl using their real name.

I'll keep them anonymous. ;) Even saying this makes it funny cause how possible is it that no one knows what's going on when everything that i did or didn't do is broadcast-ed live?

Under The Moon

You know, people often said that whenever you have troubles that you can't figure out; take a stroll and breathe in fresh air. Surprisingly, it does help. Honestly, after having so much troubles and going through emotional hard times, i thought the time has final come where i do not have to worry about a thing at all. It is always, in my ignorance, that there's always an end to everything.

The most unfortunate thing that's happened is - i have to learned it the hard way. I do not know if this is a challenge set unto me by God (i'm not even those religious type) or these are just some challenging phase that a person has to go through - to be considered as the learning process. Who would have thought that trouble can come from petty matters. No wonder they say troubles come in different sizes.

Sitting under the moon not so long ago, i had to re-evaluate on the things that i have or have not done, the words that i have or have not said and the actions that i have or have not done. There's just one reasonable reason to it, it seems when you treat some body u 'think' it's right, it's always not. You thought that if you've tried hard enough to satisfy other people that they will come to appreciate you for who you are. That's not the case either.

Tell me, how many of you believe in Karma? Karma really is a bitch ain't it? For those of you that I've accidentally or not by accident hurt you at all, i'm sorry. Without any apparent reasons, i seem to be always caught up in arguments where it would seem petty to some people, but, to some it matters more.

Over the years, we have come to realize that if we treat other people as we are, giving advice should other people seek it from us and to be a listener when some1 needs somebody to listen to that that person in return would come to understand you. This my friend, is just a naive thinking.

The only person in the world who would treat us and accept you as you are is your family. The only person in the world who would give you advice should you seek it is your family. The only person in the world who would understand you MORE than any1 else is your Parents. This, is not a naive thought. It's a hard fact.

I'm surprised that it took me this long to figure this out. Who do we think we are to feel that we are able to give other people advice when we on our own can't even fix a problem when it hit us in the face? Who do we think we are to feel that we know more than any1 else? That we have reached the stage where we can see a person for what he/she really is?

Under the moon did i come to realize that, being friends we should just stay as friends. There shouldn't be a time where a friendship is biased. That you would only be friends with those that you think would succumb to whatever you think is right. That the friends you have have to listen to whatever you have got to say. That the friends around you have to be friends with those that you think is worthy to be seen together with you.

Under the moon did i come to realize that, no matter how hard you tried to be good to a person, they will never see it. Even if they do, that's just not what they feel at the moment. They only say that to comfort you. Who are we to know what the other feels? Even a heart surgeon can't tell. Having said that, it saddens me to see that after all these times, the people that we thought knew us the most and the person that we thought would know us best would come around to us and shove things up to our faces. Things which we would never have expected.

A Moment of Peace

After so many hectic weeks, finally, a moment of rest is achieved even though this moment should be considered as a 'sick leave'. As i have come to understand, it seems there's a lot of conspiracy going on around the university nowadays. The fact that the word conspiracy is normally associated with something bad just makes the uni that i'm studying in sounds 'wicked'.

If you're wondering why conspiracy, here's how it goes. As i'm sure most of you are aware of, there's always gossip mongers in each of every corner (that's right! U know u're one of them! so dun bother hide urself! Otherwise u wouldn't be reading this!). They are like rats skittering from holes to holes at the same time planting 'evil seeds' of theirs. Not to judge them as i for one is an 'avid-gossip-listener', so, it's not fair to say that most of the people that gossips are bad. Just selected ones.

Has any1 heard of the phrase - Never Judge A Book By Its Cover? I think the phrase really rings true in describing the society that we have nowadays. This does not just include the societies, even the government conspire against one another. Which is why, the fellow undergraduates have decided to fill in the shoes of these great 'achievers' and starts their own 'armies'.

Is that even necessary? Never in my 4 years in this university have i thought that frens would turn against each other and frens who aren't frens with u before are being close with you for no reason because u have something that they don't. Wouldn't u say this is a little pathetic? Only those who thought that the frens that you have made are really your friend is an IDIOT.

How would u know if a fren is really the one that would care about you? I've been stressing this issue with my roommate and now i'm going to stress it again. If you ever come across a fren that says he/she wont hold a grudge against you. THIS is the type of fren that you shud be ware of. Who in this world does not care a shit about what other ppl think about u?

No matter how petty that thing is, they will still rmbr it unless that person is GOD. Then, i will rest my case gladly. After all that's been going on, i think it's safe to say that it's better to have less friends than more friends. No saying that you shouldn't make friends, you should socialize every now and then but you dun have to necessary turn every1 that you've met into ur BFFs. That is the saddest thing you'll learn in the future.

p/s: My moment of peace is disrupted yet again. Sigh.

Language 'Blues'

Do you still remember the first day when you first had your foot into the university? Well, I do. The first day in this university, i kept asking myself - 'Where the heck am i? Is this the right place?' That question has got me lingered here for almost 4 years and am on the verge of graduating. What's more disappointing is that most of the lectures held in classes are done in bahasa.

Not speaking out of respect for the country and her mother tongue, but come on, isn't this the tertiary level education? I'm sure the uni does provides undergrads with language classes, so, enroll in the courses if you wan to polish your mother tongue. As depressing as it is, the lectures will be held with a twist of mixture of INGGERIS and MELAYU. Are you for real? What about the specific terms?

Over the years, i have come to rest my case in this issue because I'm aware that many out there does not have the privilege to be exposed to the English language most of the time. So, i just have to suck it up and live on with it. Until the fateful presentation of the previous day.

If you wan to copy paste all your info from the internet, it's fine by me. But, could you at least do it in discreet? You're not supposed to copy the whole phrase and paste it on your presentation slides. Might as well just save the damn page and present it. This has finally frustrates one of the lecturer and an announcement was made saying all the assignments and presentations in the future will be done in bahasa.

To add more depression to the depressed people. It's like you're putting an icing on top of a cake when there's a lot on it already. Some might consider this as whining, but, i still stand my ground. I think that tertiary institutes should be in English. What's the use of furthering when you're being stuck in one place in the first place?