Monday, March 31
This 2 weeks by far has been the worst weeks EVER in my whole life.
This morning at 9, I was on my way to class and I plugged in my ear piece on my w810i phone and tuned in to FM 94.0 for FlyFm like I always did ever since I lost my laptop. That's where I got to know about Fly Fm's Cash Call where you text in CASH to 33399 and wait for the DJs of Fly Fm to select and random number and call you, the only thing you have to do was answer "Fly Fm" and voila, you're a few hundred (or thousand) ringgit richer.
So I text in "Cash" to 33399 at 9am, and then I got into class. I got a phone call at 9.25am, my phone was not in silent mode and it rang like a SIREN while my lecturer was explaining Laplace Transform on circuit applications on the white board with all eyes on me.
It was then I made the mistake of my life that I would never forget,
my screwed up hand automatically reached into my pocket, got out my phone and NO THANKS to reflex muscles, pressed the "busy" button. It was then I realized, I made the BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE, with a push of a button.
All I could hope afterwards was Phat fabes and Ben on The Pagi Show would call me back. It never happened. I then plugged in my ear piece and tuned in to 94.0 and there it was, a lady won the cash prize instead and to make things even more heart-breaking, it was a 4-digit figure. That lady on air could have been me (first stab through my heart).
How did I know the number was from Fly Fm? I called back the number later on, praying to GOD it wasn't from Fly Fm. Basil answered on Fly Fm's Must Have Music slot after The Pagi Show and confirmed the number was indeed from Fly Fm. To make it more hard on me, he used our phone conversation in the show afterwards telling Fly Fm listeners of Malaysia how Desmond missed his chance at the prize money (second stab).
I've even got the call register on my phone to prove it, 03-77241144.
I guess I'm really REALLY malang, as if the world's misfortune accumulated and landed on my head like a meteor rock, particularly during these 2 weeks. I had really hoped that the Cash Call would win me some cash to get a new laptop after mine got stolen last week so I wouldn't have to worry about where I would get the money. Thinking back, I mean what are the odds of picking my sms among ALL the Malaysian Listeners on Fly Fm? It just aches me just by mentioning it.
I still can't shake off that breaking moment. I can't concentrate on my tests tomorrow and I can't help but think what would happen if I answered "Fly Fm" knowing that I've never won anything this big before. Although I still want to believe that it is a pre-april fool's joke, I just can't fool myself.
What would you do if u were in my shoes? In need of advice.
This morning at 9, I was on my way to class and I plugged in my ear piece on my w810i phone and tuned in to FM 94.0 for FlyFm like I always did ever since I lost my laptop. That's where I got to know about Fly Fm's Cash Call where you text in CASH to 33399 and wait for the DJs of Fly Fm to select and random number and call you, the only thing you have to do was answer "Fly Fm" and voila, you're a few hundred (or thousand) ringgit richer.
So I text in "Cash" to 33399 at 9am, and then I got into class. I got a phone call at 9.25am, my phone was not in silent mode and it rang like a SIREN while my lecturer was explaining Laplace Transform on circuit applications on the white board with all eyes on me.
It was then I made the mistake of my life that I would never forget,
my screwed up hand automatically reached into my pocket, got out my phone and NO THANKS to reflex muscles, pressed the "busy" button. It was then I realized, I made the BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE, with a push of a button.
All I could hope afterwards was Phat fabes and Ben on The Pagi Show would call me back. It never happened. I then plugged in my ear piece and tuned in to 94.0 and there it was, a lady won the cash prize instead and to make things even more heart-breaking, it was a 4-digit figure. That lady on air could have been me (first stab through my heart).
How did I know the number was from Fly Fm? I called back the number later on, praying to GOD it wasn't from Fly Fm. Basil answered on Fly Fm's Must Have Music slot after The Pagi Show and confirmed the number was indeed from Fly Fm. To make it more hard on me, he used our phone conversation in the show afterwards telling Fly Fm listeners of Malaysia how Desmond missed his chance at the prize money (second stab).
I've even got the call register on my phone to prove it, 03-77241144.
note: "wen sheng" and "chee khoon" are figments of your imagination.
I guess I'm really REALLY malang, as if the world's misfortune accumulated and landed on my head like a meteor rock, particularly during these 2 weeks. I had really hoped that the Cash Call would win me some cash to get a new laptop after mine got stolen last week so I wouldn't have to worry about where I would get the money. Thinking back, I mean what are the odds of picking my sms among ALL the Malaysian Listeners on Fly Fm? It just aches me just by mentioning it.
I still can't shake off that breaking moment. I can't concentrate on my tests tomorrow and I can't help but think what would happen if I answered "Fly Fm" knowing that I've never won anything this big before. Although I still want to believe that it is a pre-april fool's joke, I just can't fool myself.
What would you do if u were in my shoes? In need of advice.
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Saturday, March 29
I guess the blog title pretty much says it all. Yes ladies and gentlemen, my laptop was stolen, along with my roomate's as well on Monday between 11.00am to 4.30pm. A burglary to be exact.
This is a photo snapped a year ago of my laptop before we relocated to the new hostel.
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When we got back from class at 4.30pm, the main door and our room door was locked and we used our keys to unlock them like we always did. Once inside the room, the air was still and there was an emptiness feeling inside. Kam wah and me stared at each other and we asked "where's our laptop?". We realized the worst and well, there's nothing we could do about it.
So we notified the officer's in charge of the hostel and filed a police report at the local police station (and yes I still did manage to snap a few shots in spite of the ordeal).
we were told "internet down lah", although in my head I was thinking "server problems".
I wouldn't want to comment in the police's ineptness because THAT could be a single entry alone by itself. We made our statements and there was it.
The burglar even had the "decency" of locking our doors before leaving the crime scene. However, I was rather amused at their level of stupidity of taking my other roomate's (I have 2 roomates) laptop adapter which had the words "DELL" printed on the adapter when my laptop was modeled as "Compaq" printed on my laptop lid. I guess thieves won't be a thieves if they actually knew how to make use of their testicle-sized brains.
I still love Homer Simpson, "doh~!"
One thing noted to myself though, I realized that me trying letting go the bits and pieces in life that stands between me and what the universe has in store for me to be a happier person has started to show it's influence on how I see things now. Neither am I mad, sad or emotionally stirred like how I would be a year ago if my laptop was stolen then, I think would go crazy like a "mad-cow-disease" patient (figure of speech) and might put in a few swears.
The only thing I kinda felt sad about is the photos that I took for the past 2 years from my university life back then is gone, but not to worry, I still have this blog and you guys (as cheesy as it sounds, blehh...)
So all readers there in blog-buddy-land, sad to say this but I won't be updating my blog that frequent onwards, but I will still blog occasionally, just not that often.
p/s: thanks to all that messaged me about my stolen laptop and your concerns. I'm fine, really.
This is a photo snapped a year ago of my laptop before we relocated to the new hostel.
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When we got back from class at 4.30pm, the main door and our room door was locked and we used our keys to unlock them like we always did. Once inside the room, the air was still and there was an emptiness feeling inside. Kam wah and me stared at each other and we asked "where's our laptop?". We realized the worst and well, there's nothing we could do about it.
So we notified the officer's in charge of the hostel and filed a police report at the local police station (and yes I still did manage to snap a few shots in spite of the ordeal).
we were told "internet down lah", although in my head I was thinking "server problems".
I wouldn't want to comment in the police's ineptness because THAT could be a single entry alone by itself. We made our statements and there was it.
The burglar even had the "decency" of locking our doors before leaving the crime scene. However, I was rather amused at their level of stupidity of taking my other roomate's (I have 2 roomates) laptop adapter which had the words "DELL" printed on the adapter when my laptop was modeled as "Compaq" printed on my laptop lid. I guess thieves won't be a thieves if they actually knew how to make use of their testicle-sized brains.
I still love Homer Simpson, "doh~!"One thing noted to myself though, I realized that me trying letting go the bits and pieces in life that stands between me and what the universe has in store for me to be a happier person has started to show it's influence on how I see things now. Neither am I mad, sad or emotionally stirred like how I would be a year ago if my laptop was stolen then, I think would go crazy like a "mad-cow-disease" patient (figure of speech) and might put in a few swears.
The only thing I kinda felt sad about is the photos that I took for the past 2 years from my university life back then is gone, but not to worry, I still have this blog and you guys (as cheesy as it sounds, blehh...)
So all readers there in blog-buddy-land, sad to say this but I won't be updating my blog that frequent onwards, but I will still blog occasionally, just not that often.
p/s: thanks to all that messaged me about my stolen laptop and your concerns. I'm fine, really.
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Tuesday, March 18
back then when I was at Johor two weeks ago, wen sheng brought us (wah and chee) to a place he said he and his friends normally laze around and hang out there, watching football matches, playing futsal, live band performances, and gather for some catching up time. Then when we reached the entrance, it all seemed pretty normal untill I saw a t-shirt hanging above my head with this suggestive welcoming text.
I was speechless. I just had to snap a shot of the sign to remind myself you know, in case I do ACTUALLY see people shooting their loads.
speaking of welcoming texts, I remembered following signboard outside the entrance of a snooker premises which got me dangling and confused throughout the game. I still couldn't understand why would we even bother to perform a SPLIT if we were playing snooker.
I guess they were really concerned about the "balls".
On the way back to Malacca, we took a pit stop to go pang jio and fill our stomachs. We were busy worrying whether the restaurant would let us dine in with outside food, thinking where should we sit and what should we order. Then we saw a sign.
(We had 10 otak-otak and a large special roti john, along with it the leaves, plastic bags and paper wrappers intact. *grins*)
I was speechless. I just had to snap a shot of the sign to remind myself you know, in case I do ACTUALLY see people shooting their loads.
speaking of welcoming texts, I remembered following signboard outside the entrance of a snooker premises which got me dangling and confused throughout the game. I still couldn't understand why would we even bother to perform a SPLIT if we were playing snooker.
I guess they were really concerned about the "balls".
On the way back to Malacca, we took a pit stop to go pang jio and fill our stomachs. We were busy worrying whether the restaurant would let us dine in with outside food, thinking where should we sit and what should we order. Then we saw a sign.
(We had 10 otak-otak and a large special roti john, along with it the leaves, plastic bags and paper wrappers intact. *grins*)
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Sunday, March 16
disclaimer: the following entry does not by any means provoke or intimidate any parties involved and neither should it be thought as a form of insult or attack against any parties mentioned.
Those who knows me personally would know that I was never into politics, but what I read triggered something in my brain that I had to put those fingers into good use. I myself as a student studying in a local higher institution in Malacca have always had a good and fair impression on the developement of Malacca and it's calm-paced life that reminds me of my hometown in Kuching. Among many reasons why I'm glad Malacca was how it is, I've always given credit to Datuk Seri Mohd Ali Rustam on his governance.
Having read a snippet quoted from him blaming the people of Penang for the loss of BN in the general elections on NST and putting the responsibility on the people's head, I guess I was wrong.
Just to make things worst, he urged all major projects in Penang to be halted to victimize the people of Penang on the lost of BN for what he thinks the people allegedly "wants" so the next general elections would be a realization of their mistakes?
That's just shallow, really shallow...
The day was usual, studies for next week's tests, checking my mail and updating my blog for any updates like I always do and as I was surfing through petalingstreet.org and new straits times, I bumped into a few links from bloggers and this article here regarding the UMNO vice-president Datuk Seri Mohd Ali Rustam selaku chief minister of Malacca (Ketua Menteri Melaka) on his comments made regarding the loss of BN in the general elections in Penang.
Read the article below,
Read the article below,
MALACCA, Sat:
Supporting the call by Umno Penang for all BN mega projects in Penang be stopped, Umno vice-president Datuk Seri Mohd Ali Rustam put the blame on voters who decided that they did not want the major projects by voting in for the opposition.
"We have to stop all major projects to Penang as this is what the people wanted. If we continue with the project it would be almost impossible for us to regain control of the State in the next General Elections,” the Malacca Chief Minister said.
"If we stop all major projects, the people would realise what they had lost and would then come back to the BN. This is the only way we could recapture the State in the future from the opposition," he told reporters after visiting the Menara Taming Sari project near Dataran Pahlawan along Jalan Merdeka, here, today.
The proposed Penang mega projects include those planned under the Northern Corridor Economic Region (NCER), the second Penang Bridge, the light monorail transit system, the Penang Outer Ring Road, the Penang Sentral and the RapidPenang bus service.
"The people in Penang have clearly rejected development and they want a change," he said.
In the March 8 polls, Umno only won two parliamentary seats and 12 state seats in Penang.
Those who knows me personally would know that I was never into politics, but what I read triggered something in my brain that I had to put those fingers into good use. I myself as a student studying in a local higher institution in Malacca have always had a good and fair impression on the developement of Malacca and it's calm-paced life that reminds me of my hometown in Kuching. Among many reasons why I'm glad Malacca was how it is, I've always given credit to Datuk Seri Mohd Ali Rustam on his governance.
Having read a snippet quoted from him blaming the people of Penang for the loss of BN in the general elections on NST and putting the responsibility on the people's head, I guess I was wrong.
Just to make things worst, he urged all major projects in Penang to be halted to victimize the people of Penang on the lost of BN for what he thinks the people allegedly "wants" so the next general elections would be a realization of their mistakes?
That's just shallow, really shallow...
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Monday, March 10
As we all know, last saturday was the voting day and my university had all the classes on friday canceled so all that are eligible to vote could have a head start home to cast their votes for the general election. Since only the thing that stands between me and that voting booth in Kuching is the South China Sea, me and a few coursemates took a trip down south to Johor for the weekend instead.
We spent the night in my coursemate Wen Sheng's place. Johor was actually quite fun, I loved it a lot. Reminds me of my own hometown, just in a larger scale with wider roads. Frankly, I've been wanting to add Johor into my list ever since I started studying in Malacca but never had actually had the chance. I thought of passing by Johor some time in the future to Senai airport to fly to Kuching instead of going through LCCT KL like I used to. However, since it was a last minute decision to Johor to stay for the weekend, I couldn't help it!
We visited city square, tebrau city's jusco (2nd largest), ate the most delicious stone-grilled fish, the best duck rice, tasty ikan bakar behind city square along Jalan Ah Fook, best coffee in nusajaya's old town, and went to 花菓山 (pronounced 'hua guo san') because of this guy, and met up with a few good friends in UTM. I've compiled a montage of the few photos I took during the course of the trip. Enjoy...
I know Wen Sheng will really, REALLY hate me saying this, but whether he likes it or not, I still want to thank him for bringing us around and letting us spent those few nights at his place. Can't wait to bring him around Kuching when he gets here in May.
my list gets longer now with Johor in it :)
Johor
Jusco
stonegrill
malaysia
montage
election
We spent the night in my coursemate Wen Sheng's place. Johor was actually quite fun, I loved it a lot. Reminds me of my own hometown, just in a larger scale with wider roads. Frankly, I've been wanting to add Johor into my list ever since I started studying in Malacca but never had actually had the chance. I thought of passing by Johor some time in the future to Senai airport to fly to Kuching instead of going through LCCT KL like I used to. However, since it was a last minute decision to Johor to stay for the weekend, I couldn't help it!
We visited city square, tebrau city's jusco (2nd largest), ate the most delicious stone-grilled fish, the best duck rice, tasty ikan bakar behind city square along Jalan Ah Fook, best coffee in nusajaya's old town, and went to 花菓山 (pronounced 'hua guo san') because of this guy, and met up with a few good friends in UTM. I've compiled a montage of the few photos I took during the course of the trip. Enjoy...
I know Wen Sheng will really, REALLY hate me saying this, but whether he likes it or not, I still want to thank him for bringing us around and letting us spent those few nights at his place. Can't wait to bring him around Kuching when he gets here in May.
my list gets longer now with Johor in it :)
Johor
Jusco
stonegrill
malaysia
montage
election
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Friday, March 7
yea, I know you're reading this entry now, SO...?
If u dare say u did not just felt a sensational burning urge to punch me right on the face and despise me after reading the above title, you're lying or you're simply really really insensitive.
But really, isn't it amazing how it evokes our emotions, not to mention our mental well-being just by including it in our everyday dialogs? Just thinking about the word itself infuriates me. That word is EVIL I tell you, EVIL. Dictionary.com yielded 31 definitions to the infamous term "so" that we all simply recall by the two-lettered alphabet, "S" and "O" here and pronounced it as "sow".
I really hate to say this but "so" has literally (literally) evolved into a known medium for verbal abuse and a demoralizing way of communication with another human being. Sadly, I do have to say this, Malaysia and Singapore are most notorious for it's deliberate verbal use to indicate nuisance, threat, and disapproval or to demote, undermine or verbally attack a person. I, as I am to any other person too had my time in expressing "so" with the worst intentions ever. We owe it all to our branched out variation of the evolving English language our nation proudly labeled as "Manglish" (a mix of Malaysia and English) or Singapore's "Singlish" (u guessed it, Singapore and English). It gives the word "So" a whole new meaning and frankly I'm getting kinda sick of it, not to mention irritated.
However, now I've come to terms with the word "So" and have accepted the fact that it has and always will be the worst and the shortest word in the English language to be included in our everyday conversations, especially when being used as a response to a statement being said. I do realize somehow that some people that are naive or unaware of it's adverse effects on the recipient, will incorporate this term whenever they converse in English, especially those that are weak in mastering the English language (like myself). But what we all have to know is that the real culprit at fault are not them, but rather all of us, we are to be blamed for letting this trend spread it's wings, spawn it's underlings and be accepted as a norm in our nation.
Instead of using "So?" to respond to a statement with the worst unsaid intentions, why not respond with simple neutral terms like "I think that..." , "really?" , "but..." , "I don't really think..." or "you think so?" with the best unsaid intentions?
If u dare say u did not just felt a sensational burning urge to punch me right on the face and despise me after reading the above title, you're lying or you're simply really really insensitive.
But really, isn't it amazing how it evokes our emotions, not to mention our mental well-being just by including it in our everyday dialogs? Just thinking about the word itself infuriates me. That word is EVIL I tell you, EVIL. Dictionary.com yielded 31 definitions to the infamous term "so" that we all simply recall by the two-lettered alphabet, "S" and "O" here and pronounced it as "sow".
I really hate to say this but "so" has literally (literally) evolved into a known medium for verbal abuse and a demoralizing way of communication with another human being. Sadly, I do have to say this, Malaysia and Singapore are most notorious for it's deliberate verbal use to indicate nuisance, threat, and disapproval or to demote, undermine or verbally attack a person. I, as I am to any other person too had my time in expressing "so" with the worst intentions ever. We owe it all to our branched out variation of the evolving English language our nation proudly labeled as "Manglish" (a mix of Malaysia and English) or Singapore's "Singlish" (u guessed it, Singapore and English). It gives the word "So" a whole new meaning and frankly I'm getting kinda sick of it, not to mention irritated.
However, now I've come to terms with the word "So" and have accepted the fact that it has and always will be the worst and the shortest word in the English language to be included in our everyday conversations, especially when being used as a response to a statement being said. I do realize somehow that some people that are naive or unaware of it's adverse effects on the recipient, will incorporate this term whenever they converse in English, especially those that are weak in mastering the English language (like myself). But what we all have to know is that the real culprit at fault are not them, but rather all of us, we are to be blamed for letting this trend spread it's wings, spawn it's underlings and be accepted as a norm in our nation.
Instead of using "So?" to respond to a statement with the worst unsaid intentions, why not respond with simple neutral terms like "I think that..." , "really?" , "but..." , "I don't really think..." or "you think so?" with the best unsaid intentions?
I quote this from Grenville Kleiser (1868-1953),
"Let your intentions be good - embodied in good thoughts, cheerful words, and unselfish deeds - and the world will be to you a bright and happy place in which to work and play and serve."
Labels: letstalkabout, thoughts
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Tuesday, March 4
The elections are coming, the time when banner shops and printing companies laugh till "see teeth cannot see eyes" while cashing in profits from political parties for promotional flags and long banners. I couldn't help myself but burst out laughing so damn hard after I saw this picture in kennysia.com in this entry.
and if somehow this year, you can't seem to decide which political party to elect, try out kenny sia's Who-To-Vote-This-Election Decision Generator™ HERE.
My result was...
According to the 100% accurate kennysia.com Who-To-Vote-This-Election Decision Generator™, I am voting for...
PARTI KEADILAN RAKYAT!
Apparently, I'm a Keadilan supporter. Too bad I won't be voting this year, can't vote in Kuching when I'm in Melaka, so I'll be overruling my constitutional rights this time hehe..
Selamat Mengundi!
and if somehow this year, you can't seem to decide which political party to elect, try out kenny sia's Who-To-Vote-This-Election Decision Generator™ HERE.
My result was...
PARTI KEADILAN RAKYAT!
Apparently, I'm a Keadilan supporter. Too bad I won't be voting this year, can't vote in Kuching when I'm in Melaka, so I'll be overruling my constitutional rights this time hehe..
Selamat Mengundi!
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