its the FINAL day of school and I CANT WAIT TO GO HOME!! didnt do any schoolwork for the past few days and i got told off just now because of it, but i dont care..its the holidays11 WOO HOO!!
that aside, there was something i saw online that really caught my eye and i felt quite appalled..there is a control of academic development in this country. i know a 19 year old should occupy herself with something less heavy on her mind, but i cant help it. the way i see it, the "3rd World" category may not apply to the physical Malaysia, but more to the mental state we are in. the gap between the open minded, progressive, daring thinkers and that between those who are traditionalistic and fear change is where we see the true condition ofthe country. most malaysians pride themselves on the fact that the gap between the rich and poor in this country is not as drastic as it is in other countries, but like i said, the real gap is not physical...its the mental state.
you can really explain the way this country works through MARXISM..okay, i'll stop at this. i know its getting boring.
but FACE IT, if academic growth is stunted, how can you actually dare to even dream of achieving development?
the way i see it, its still a way those in power keep themselves in power.
several lecturers in a malaysian university were fired after refusing to sign a pledge which basically says they'll be like drones to the government..what is this?? even civil servants have to sign it..if my parents signed it, i dont know what to think..i have a feeling they did.
is this a fear of growth? a fear of change? or is it a fear that they'll be great beyond measure?

i'm goin on holiday in a few hours..i done need to worry about this :)

my STUPID college had a STUPID talk on the STUPID topic of anti-smoking...STUPID.

it was held last saturday morning and attendance was made compulsory for all students. (Yeah, whatever man) i didnt go, but neither did all those other students. a specialist was invited for the talk, but since 10 minutes had passed and still the hall was barely quarter full, he just packed up his stuff and left. i dont blame him. i would've done the same too. after all, he was paid.

so then SUPER STUPID POTATO MAN storms his way to find students and chase them out of the dorms to go to the STUPID talk..talk about stupid. we're almost 20 and he's bossing us around like we're 10..thumbs up on the psychology dude.

Miri Girl was INNOCENTLY photocopying stuff in the co-op when he stormed in with one of his cronies on tow. there was no one else there, so he picked on her (WHATTA LOSER!!) so he demands why nobody went to the talk..yada yada yada yada. then he tells her to leave her stuff at the co-op and change and go to the talk. then Miri Girl heard the potato cronie ask "Its compulsory for girls too?" and on her way out, SUPER STUPID POTATO MAN says, "Those 3..."

look, my friends and i stick together cause we feel most comfortable around each other. and we have dont nothing wrong ever. there are other people who have done more nonsense right under his nose, but he chooses his targets and singles out the people who are different. he picks on people who are different.

i've said it before, i'll say it again:

WE CAN'T HELP IT IF WE'RE DIFFERENT

BUT WE'RE NOT SORRY WE ARE

 

i just read something online i thought was absolutely HILARIOUS but i dont want to post it up cause 1st, some people would find it offensive. 2nd, my own friends would be offended. but its DAMN FUNNY!!

my upchuck reflex due to academic overload is still there.. i havent thrown up yet but i'm just waiting till i throw up one day, maybe in class, cause of sensory overload. i really want to throw up after writing pages and pages worth of nonsense.

i used to be bulimic, but i kinda stopped cause my gums started receding and my teeth were practically decaying in my mouth. maybe thats got something to do with this academic link to vomiting..doesnt mean i'll stop throwing up for good though..

so if anyone's got stories about throwing up due to studying or whatever, tell me.

is insomnia contagious?? is it possible for someone to catch insomnia from someone else who has it? since i cant find the exact cause for my increasing sleeplessness, i dont know what else  to attribute it to. sad huh?

anyways, classes are making brain juice out of my brain..its like this: enter class, open book, talk a bit, now THINK! now CRITICISE what you just thought about. now go into DETAIL! now give EXAMPLES! now THINK some more! now CRITICISE again! EVALUATE! EVALUATE!!dont forget the DETAIL!! 

AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!

maybe thats why i couldnt sleep. omigod...i swear my brain just felt so sprained..if its possible to be that way. and there are times when i would much rather have written "according to so and so...yada yada".

BLLEEUURRGGHHH!!!

so i started thinking about my life...and my house...and my dogs...you get the idea.then i started thinking about Monkeyman.(i started calling him that cause i was pretty frustrated about something he said. i dont know if he meant it or not, but my friend was all "Allie, i dont like how he's treating you" and we coined up the whole Monsieur MonKee thing...cause we were somehow got talking about the movie Madagascar - which is very cute by the way)i ended up writing a poem..which in my humble opinion is, not bad. check it out:

I cant sleep and i'm thinking of you
i wish i meant more to you -
then some buzz in your pants you get high on..
my eyes are gonna be so sore in the morn.
Avoid caffeine if you can choose,
tak dapat tido - ngantuk giler nak mampus.

thats not bad for something i thought up around 4.30 in the morning.

i dont think i can trust guys that easily anymore..if its trusting them to take care of me and look out for me and all that, i still can, but if they're asking me to trust them on a more personal level, then i dont think i have the capacity to do that anymore. it isnt entirely my fault.

lets just relate the entire painful incident.

he was my friend's cousin. i didnt really look at him in that kind of light and at first, i didnt even dare to think i could want him. but slowly things just kinda got out of hand, and then i found myself wanting him..BAD MOVE, AL. first of all, he could never possibly love or care about anyone more than himself. and i was just a silly girl with a stupid crush. play with fire and you'll get burnt. i guess i was asking for it. he might want to meet up again. i'll go along but i dont think i'll go as far as i did the last time cause back then, it took ages for me to forgive myself. and when i finally did, all the pain, regret and shame went away. i just dont think i can do that to myself anymore.

so now, i've been reading about all these stories of guys who cheat and lie..basically just scum. maybe its paranoia. but i just cannot take it if the one person i fall in love with betrays my trust. yes, i guess i get emotionally attached very easily. so i guess that means i fall in love easily.

if he does read this, i hope he knows i was quite hurt..i dont really know by WHAT exactly. maybe it was cause he was being quite callous and insensitive. but i just want him to know that i did have feelings for him, and they were very real. it just hurt so bad because i wasnt getting anything back from him...it was going nowhere. i didnt see anything beneficial from me getting involved with him other than my own downfall. what i needed, he couldnt give.

i dont hate him. i do miss him. i miss his company cause despite everything, he's alright. he can really take care of someone if he wanted to. and he was funny.

i wanted an emotional connection - he just couldnt give it i guess.

the haze has cleared up, and so has my cough. yay...i dont know how long this clear air will last, and the only reason the skies are clear here is because the haze moved to penang. so should we anticipate another visit from the haze anytime soon? and why do we have to put up with this problem year after year? why isnt anything done to actually get rid of the problem? problems are meant to be solved. why isnt this haze issue solved yet? i dont believe in the wishy-washy solutions offered (stay indoors, wear a mask)...what the??why cant they address the problem at its root and stop open burning in indonesia? i know they arent 100% responsible for the haze, but they are the main cause of it. NO, i'm not being discriminatory. fact of the matter is that this haze is not going to go away unless SOMEONE does SOMETHING about it. it costed malaysia so much back in 1997. thankfully, i wasnt in the country then. someone on this other website said maybe the government is treating this problem like the durian season..its inevitable and anticipated. that sucks. and it certainly isnt the right attitude to tackle this problem head on. when some indonesian official was asked why they arent doing anything to curb open burning, he just gave some answer along the lines of "we cant. they've been doing in for so long"...WHAT?! they're not even TRYING!!

on a more personal note, i've recently patched some things up with a friend, whom i've sorta fell out of contact with..reason? i was stifled. it wasnt the 1st time...in fact, it was actually the 2nd time. why? i was stifled. i dont know if i'm being mean by playing her like a yo-yo...(now we're friends, now we're not, now we're friends again) but she just doesnt know when and how to give me space. she just attracts attention eveywhere she goes. i dont like all that attention. and she's LOUD. i dont really know if thats a good thing or not. maybe this is just petty nonsense, but it really eats at you when you dont get that much personal space and when she makes your other friends uncomfortable...so in the end, i have to choose who i want to hang out with..her or my friends...tough call, isnt it?

i've had enough moping around. i'm sick of it and i gotta move on.

I DONT LIKE MY JUNIORS

my friend is getting out of this hellhole..i'm going to miss her a lot. i really wish all the best for her, but i'll really miss her. the other night after we got the results, we were talking and when her mum was on the phone with her, me and her just started walking around the dining hall (cause that's where we were) and there's this one part of the floor that sounds kinda hollow when you walk over it. i've been jumping on that area just to see if it'll break. if anything happens to me, maybe i can claim some insurance money or something. its not like i jump on that area a lot, i just do it when i dont know what else to do. so, anyways, that night, she stood on the edge of one tile and..

 WE TOOK OUT A TILE FROM THE FLOOR

wahahahahahahhaah...the floor looks damn weird now.

the haze has returned to malaysia..whoop-dee-doo. my poor lungs. i'm not asthmatic, but i've been coughing for over a week now, and on top of that the stupid fishbone that got stuck in my throat a few days ago, is still there. it hurts to breathe now, and i'm so tired cause ive been coughing so much.

THE ACADEMIC CLIMATE SO FAR...

some people are considering quitting this programme. which is so sad since we're selected students. teachers are so beaten down, and we're all still at a loss. i really hate my college now. first of all, they have 2 pre-u courses going on at the same time; cambridge a-levels and the International Baccalaureate Diploma thing. nothing wrong with that, but just bear with me. (btw, i'm an a-level student)

OBVIOUSLY these are 2 very different programmes and have different weightages allocated to different aspects of academic development. a-levels just so happens to be purely academic and exam-based, while the IB programme requires their students to have extra-curricular activities. SO, the IB teachers are complaining, and as a result, we a-levels people gots to do some extra-curricular activities too!  and dont get me started on the clown who's in charge of this college-i dont trust her one bit. i dont mind doing extra-curricular activities but it doesnt do anything for my university entrance! unless cambridge changes their policy...whatever man. these poor gullible minds who think that everything must be "equalised" are clearly deluded. it really isnt a case of comparing apples to apples...its friggin' watermelon to grapes.

i dont know what is going to make me want to start studying again. i know its not good to be stuck in such a rut, but i've lost complete confidence in my academic abilities. i dont know why..and you really cant blame me. i just sat for the IELTS test last weekend (International English Language Testing System,IELTS) and the results are out either this friday or early next weekend..we're tested on 4 elements;Speaking, Listening, Reading, Writing. i'm supposed to get a band 7 in each element. university entrance requires at least a band 6.5 overall and the perfect English speaker should get a band 9, while 0 means you didn't do anything...now i'm thinking, what if i wrote in hieroglyphics or something. what then?

btw, that NEWBIE who said i suck...

SHUT UP. you dont know jack.

and to all those really nice people who told me nice stuff, THANK YOU. it meant a lot.

TIBUS!! thanks for stickin up for me

 

what a week its been so far. after getting my utterly HELLISH results, and feeling utterly STUPID and changing my dream-job to MLIKMAID (since thats all i can qualify for) and having a very PUBLIC emotional breakdown..i dont know what else to say. on top of that the fishbone that attached itself to my throat during yesterday's lunch has refused to budge even after i threw up and ate again.

Eating the Crust of Humiliation?

there was a stats quiz this morning. and i am feeling really stupid right now. i am in NO ZONE to do any quiz..and i havent studied anything at all in the past few days. so there i am in the lecture hall..listening to the radio before anything began..and slowly, oh-so slowly, the tears start rolling down as i was thinking how i'm there sitting for yet another quiz that i know zilch about. and when the quiz was handed out, i just started crying, and my friend had to ask the teacher if i could be excused.

so i got out of there, and then i didnt know where to go and what to do.

i called my mum, but she was working. she said she'd talk to my dad (great, forward me to my dad..)and maybe ask him to come down see me since he's going to be in Putrajaya or something till saturday.

then i just did nothing except sit around and feel stupid.

then the assistant principal found me and gave me a hug (which i badly needed..God bless her) and explained the college was doing everything..the entire TESL batch did badly..not one student got an A for Lit. Some were scoring really badly..

all this while i know that the effort you put into your studies will be reflected in the results...i might as well have not studied. i dont know what else to think because there doesnt seem to be any comfort..my mum told me to think of it as a blessing in disguise..damn, thats one helluva disguise.

some students are pretty sure they're pulling out of this programme..kinda sad considering that they wasted one year already, and have to start all over again doing foundation or whatever. whats worse is that this batch was selected from 2000 students who applied.

are we just a bunch of ingrates or just stupid or an experiment gone wrong (this is the first time they're doing TESL here)

i need some answers and i need to put some ice on my eyes cause they're burning up..my friend said the skin is really puffy and looks like its going to swallow up my eyeball..eeww.

my exam results were announced yesterday. lemme just let the whole world know.

SOCIOLOGY - C
ENGLISH LITERATURE - D
MATHS - D

...bloody hell. it looks like i didnt study at all, when in actual fact, i studied like a maniac! not one space in my sociology and lit work was left UN-highlighted. when i went out to go "mess around" with some people, i read my sociology textbook in McDonalds! i managed to remember the arguments these feminists were all about after studying at McD! lets just list it down..

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  before i was "messing around", i studied!


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  after i was "messing around", i studied!


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  after that jackass fell asleep after we were "messing around", i just got dressed, reopened my textbook, and picked up where i left off


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  in fact, when i was "messing around", i was actually thinking about some arguments in my head and who said or did what. how sad is that?!


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  when that jackass was asleep, i was studying!

DONT TELL ME I DIDNT STUDY.

the part that burns is that those that i didnt think were the real 'movers and shakers' in class got better results than me. i studied Lit and Socio thinking it was too late to start focusing on maths...i didnt touch maths at all...and look. i got D's for both. i might as well have studied Maths and gotten an A!

the teachers are at a loss. so are we. i'm supposed to get a minimum of one A and 2 B's. HAH!

if find it really appaling in today's so-called civilised society, some people still resort to eavesdropping to other people's conversations just to dig up the latest piece of juicy gossip. regardless of whether its been done overtly or otherwise, i just think its plain RUDE.

its offensive and very unwelcome. and its very obtrusive, especially when these droppers-of-eaves think they can just barge in on the conversation they've been listening in. HELLO?? you were never a part of the conversation to begin with and now you think you can just "include" your point of view as though it were something we *welcomed*? get real dah-ling. the world doesnt revolve around you and it can certainly wont spin off its axis if you were to die.

thats not all thats irritating. these droppers-of-eaves are usually the MOST self-conscious people around. and its not just that, oh no. they just HAVE to spread what they heard to other droppers-of-eaves too! aha! they network! and when they hear something very uncomplimentary about them (that is to say they just found out other people find them irritating) they take it all upon themselves to go on this Self Redeeming Crusade. what did i do wrong? why dont you like me? is it because i'm too tall? i know i sound like a snob, but its the friggin' epitome of friggin' lala-ness.

you may be Daddy's Lil Girl, but not everyone will think you're perfect.

Daddy's Lil Girl once mentioned she could never share anything. well, is that why you broke up The Fiddler? Neither of you could stand sharing the limelight since that can only be hogged by one person. if one is in the limelight, the other is in the shadow of the Limelight-er. but it is forbidden to share the limelight. that would go against the point of hogging it!

 

Malaysia's security blanket
By Baradan Kuppusamy

KUALA LUMPUR - Behind the gleaming skyscrapers and the wide, manicured highways with luxury cars gliding by - the symbols of Malaysia's vaunted economic success - lurks what one rights activist calls the "White Terror".

The preferred weapon of this terror is the Internal Security Act (ISA), a law passed in 1960, which provides for indefinite detention without trial. Ostensibly enacted to fight communist insurgents it has since been used against all and sundry.

The common denominator is dissent against the established status quo and any challenge to the official pecking order of society.
The ISA is frequently used against forgers, counterfeiters, Islamists, political opponents and even people who campaign to abolish the ISA itself.

It has claimed a steady stream of victims since 1960. Many survivors gathered this week to recount the horror they suffered and, united with NGOs and opposition parties, renewed their determination to force the repeal of this draconian law.

They recounted stories of horror - arrests in the dead of the night, interrogation for days on end, beatings and torture, and severe psychological pressure to recant, confess and join political parties in the government.

This week marks the 45th anniversary of the ISA, a convenient reference point for victims and campaigners to press for the repeal of the law that has jailed more than 3,500 since 1960.

Many of the ISA's victims were trade unionists fighting for a fairer wage and the right to form unions in free trade zones. Others were student leaders, researchers, academics, journalists, political activists, religious groups and NGO activists.

"I was stripped naked for most of the time I was interrogated," one victim recounted. "I was interrogated endlessly and police officers turned up the air conditioner making the cell freezing cold. They booed me on my genitals, sneered at me and threatened that I would become impotent after they had finished with me."

Police also threatened to rape his girlfriend if he did not confess, he said. "They frequently punched, kicked and beat with a broomstick."

Patricia Lourdes Irene, 54, who was held for a year in 1987, said she was threatened with rape if she did not cooperate. "They said they had raped many times before and I believed them - it was scary," she said. "It is just you and them in a cell, you have everything stacked against you."

Some inmates developed schizophrenia and never recovered, and many others suffer constant nightmares, testified Ban Ah Kam, 59, who was held for 10 years from 1968.

Some were held 60 days, the minimum period, while others were held for a decade or more. There is no maximum period prescribed for detention. Each detention order by the Interior Minister is for two years and is renewable indefinitely for two-year periods. One detainee, Loh Meng Liong, was held for 16 years before he was freed in 1982.

"The ISA has been kept in use all this time mainly because it is a very convenient tool at the disposal of the ruling coalition," said Kua Kia Soong, director of the Malaysian Peoples Voice or SUARAM, a leading human-rights organization.

"It has served as an instrument of terror of the state and used consistently against dissidents who have defended the democratic and human rights of the Malaysian people."

Former ISA detainee Tian Chua, who is now information chief of the National Justice Party (NJP) recalled: "We were routinely tortured during interrogations, stripped naked, beaten with broomsticks and threatened with rape."

The NJP is led by opposition icon Anwar Ibrahim, himself detained under the ISA twice, once as a student activist protesting against poverty and again in 1998 when he went against then prime minister, Mahathir Mohamad, accusing him of corruption and cronyism.

As part of the campaign to end the ISA, the former detainees and their supporters gathered at the state-funded Malaysian Human Rights Commission or SUHAKAM to protest, condemn the act and push for its repeal.

"The ISA is a license to torture," Kua said. "Malaysia cannot call itself a democratic country while retaining a law that permits gross violation of human rights."

Later in a news statement, Kua demanded the government investigate the numerous claims of torture and beatings during detention and also bring the perpetrators to justice.

"All human beings who were disgusted at the torture and humiliation of the detainees at Abu Ghraib must open their eyes to the reality of the ISA," he said referring to the jail in Iraq where US abuse of Iraqi prisoners sparked a storm of international protest. "The government either charges detainees in an open court or else releases them immediately and without any condition," he said.

SUHAKAM has urged repeal of the ISA several times. "Detention without trial is an extreme form of detention," SUHAKAM commissioner Siva Subramanian said. "It denies a person the right to liberty, the right to appear in a public trial and the right to assume innocence until proven guilty."

Subramanian admitted that the government seemed increasingly keen on using the ISA - even in simple cases like forgery, which would normally have been dealt with in the courts.

The government has consistently maintained that the ISA is the single most effective legislation to maintain racial peace and religious freedom, and lately to keep terrorists at bay.

About 100 people accused of being members of the banned Jemaah Islamiah militant organization have been detained since 2000. Many of them say they are innocent of the charges.

Several individuals have, however, confessed, over national television, to being members of the group blamed for the Bali bomb blast and other atrocities in Indonesia, and have been rehabilitated and released. But their movements are severely restricted.

The judiciary has a mixed and contradictory record with regard to the ISA, which legal experts say is illegal and violates the federal constitution. Most judges, however, uphold the law as valid because it was passed by parliament.

SUHAKAM must know that the ISA gives the Special Branch a license to torture. From its inception, ISA detentions have gone hand-in-hand with torture of detainees.

This week brought together ISA detainees from as far back as 1960s. Every decade has grisly tales of torture and dark deeds by the Malaysian Special Branch, which are the scandalous side of the motto Malaysia Boleh (Malaysia Can).

The biggest scandal of all is that, to date, none of these torturers have been brought to justice, nor have deterrent sentences been passed on them.

A recent Royal Commission on the Malaysian Police also avoided confronting this most vital subject - the white terror of the ISA over any form of dissent.

As part of the campaign to repeal the ISA, SUARAM has demanded that the government investigate all cases of torture, make public the findings and charge the perpetrators in court.

The voluntary groups would like to see the abolition of the ISA and all forms of detention without trial and all detainees either tried in an open court or released immediately and unconditionally.

SUARAM said it was of prime importance to restore the independence of the judiciary to curb abuses of power by the police. Finally, SUARAM has urged the Malaysian government to ratify the international convention against torture and the covenants on civil and political rights.

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in the hellhole i'm studying in, i cant exactly say the racial ratio is...healthy. how can it be when the majority is made up of one particular race who follow one particular religion? this is certainly not the case over the entire country, and this certainly canot be beneficial in any sense at all for anybody's development.
so you can basically imagine the culture shock my friends and i had to face last year about this time when we first signed up for this military style nazi torture/study/brainwashin g-indoctrinating camp. there were only 6 students last year who were "out of the ordinary"  and as of this semester, the numbers have dwindled to 5 since our seniors left...yada yada.
at first, yeah, we DID feel out of place. (DUH, who wouldnt) so we immediately formed a very crucial, primary alliance amongst ourselves. there was just 3 of us aliens and we've stuck together since then. i knew there were people who didnt like us for any particular reason, but it never really bothered me. the fact that we've stuck as friends for so long makes us believe that there's something utterly magical about the number 3. you got the 3 blind mice, 3 musketeers, 3 witches (shakespeare had 3 witches in Macbeth, Charmed) etc etc.

but yesterday it really hit me between the eyes how bad it is.

someone told my friends she was irritating and annoying just because she was doing her homew ork. (Ah!) she talked back, and they were surprised - yes, there was more than one. i just dont understand it.

WE CAN'T HELP IT IF WE'RE DIFFERENT

BUT WE'RE NOT SORRY WE ARE

WE'VE HAD TO FACE SO MUCH ALREADY:

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  getting picked on by SOME warden (stupid Ms Doesnt-deserve-to-be-ment ioned-on-my-blog) in front of everyone


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  getting the LOOK just because we look different


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  having people listen in to our conversations oh-so- discreetly


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  getting picked on by the stupid PotatoMan (my junior had to put away a cross he put on his bag just because SOME people found it offensive)


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  getting picked on about HAIR, HAIR COLOUR, NAIL POLISH. lemme tell you this: there is no RULE about HAIR COLOUR. there is no rule at all. the problem is NOT about the hair, or the colour of our hair or nails. the problem is with US.

i am not a racist nor do i intend to be. but what am i supposed to think of people who expect me to accept their lifestyle but yet despise me for mine?

my ancestors cut off heads and drank blood and friggin' ate brains. they tattooed themselves silly and walked around barely clothed. how bout that for "anything weird in your culture"? my brother loves eating sago worms and my dad loves eating food cooked in bamboo. how bout THAT for "anything weird in your culture"?

once again,

WE CAN'T HELP IT IF WE'RE DIFFERENT

BUT WE'RE NOT SORRY WE ARE

lets have emoticons entertain us!

       & nbsp;   &n bsp;




  

 

creepy...

this is something i've observed to be true over a 2 case study. i know that you cant really conclude anything from 2 cases but hey, just hear me out.

lets say there is a guy and a gil. lets give them names, say Jack and Sally. now Jack and Sally meet quite often over a common factor that brings them together, eg, sitting next to each other in class, or are colleagues, or meet at church meetings. they are both young, bright, charming, incredibly interesting people. at the same time, they get along and play emotional footsie by playfully flirting with each other. both are average lookers, btw.

Jack is very charming and can just about charm the socks off (and quite possibly other items of clothing) any ice queen. he's funny and has lots of opinions on lots of issues and has tremendous potential. he is very confident, with a devil-may-care/SIEZE THE DAY!! take on life. a little on the wild side, he has quite a reputation, but overall, he's alright.
Sally is the average girl. sweet, genuine, rather naive, but is very bright, funny ... you get the picture. they're pretty compatible.
but ONE DAY, somehow or another, Jack finds out that Sally has feelings for him.

oops

he doesnt see her that way. he either already is with someone or is interested in someone else.
THEN WHAT? they put it behind them, try to forget about it by burying it under othr things..get on top of other things..or other people  i know, i know, corny as hell, but i cant help it.
basically, they forget it ever happened and move on with life.

QUESTION: what is it with guys? i'm sure the poor girl was quite embarassed....if you're wondering, YES, i am kinda sick of guys right now.

BUT THEN WHAT? Jack and Sally let their lives take them wherever its supposed to. ages and ages hence pass...then they meet again. Jack and Sally both make something of themselves. then, somehow or another, Jack falls for Sally. and he falls HARD..and it aint just the fall thats hard. (SORRY! just couldnt help it!  )

SO?? sally wont have any of this.. you know girls.

QUESTION: what next?

 

 

a doctor gets the urine samples of a nun and a pregnant woman mixed up. then on the day the nun came to the doctor to collect her test results, the doc told her, "i didn't believe this at first, but i guess miracles can happen -  you're pregnant". the nun looks at him and says, "damn it, we cant even trust cucumbers anymore".

Bad pick up line: hey baby, is your dad a terrorist? cause you da bomb!

ouch..

 

 

 

i have tfriends now :P TWO of them. count it. (1, 2)
yahoo!  :lol:
nah, i'm just being silly. but i would really like to thank those good samaritans who felt compassion and had the kindness and generosity to reach out from deep within their hearts and make me their tfriend  *sob*

yesterday there were visitors from auckland who came to my college to give a talk about the place and the university. what kind of courses they're offering, the lifestyle, what to expect, etc etc.

honestly, it doesnt look too bad, but i keep telling myself

AL, DONT BE FOOLED BY THEIR PR.

i'm really interested in doin a double degree, but i dont know if i can handle the workload and the costs. still a little sceptical here. cant blame myself tho, especially when i put as much importance on money as i do. its NOT comforting to know that a secretary with a DIPLOMA in secretarial studies can rival the salary of a teacher with a B. in Education for Teaching English as a Second Language (TESL). and some secretaries get allowances for clothes and makeup!

i want extra money for clothes and makeup too...

why am i never happy?? :(

 

:?

i have no tblog friends...:(

how to add?

i dont think i want to.

do i have to?

:?

i'm going to join a competition soon. weekly prize is not bad, but i seriously think i can stand a chance at the grand prize. i know i sound like i'm so full of myself..what can i do? i usually am. :)

i've been currently looking at websites that provide an alternative view to news in th country. now i'm wondering...

DOES PRESS FREEDOM REALLY EXIST OR IS IT JUST A MYTH?

some would say that YES press freedom does exist, but to a certain degree. so does that still count as freedom? without limits there'd be anarchy, i know that. but its disturbing when you find out that your country ranks as:

• UNDP Human Development Ranking:
  2002 - 59
  2003 - 58
  2004 - 59


• TI Corruption Ranking:
  2002 - 33
  2003 - 37
  2004 - 39


• RSF Press Freedom Ranking:
  2002 - 110
  2003 - 104
  2004 - 122

you can say that other countries are far more corrupt. sing that old song if you want, but how can you improve if you keep the benchmark low?

look at the following. it just appalls me..

 

 

 

in my college, interaction between members of the opposite sex is SO limited. i dont think its very healthy, but my opinion doesnt count. the clowns who run this place apparently have other things to place more importance on than the healthy development of the students of this place who, supposedly, hole the country's future in thier hands.
i am very glad to say that i have not fallen prey to this ludicrous policy (BOYS: sit here. GIRLS: sit there) unfortunately i cant say the same fot everyone who has to weather this terrible place with me.

i know for a fact that some of the guys who have girlfriends outside this college become babbling morons in front of girls when they're on campus. (that is so not-smooth) i erally dont know the eason why. girls are girls everywhere, regardless of what they happen to be wearing at the time.

it saddens me, and my heart grows painfully heavy as i relate to you this story. what happened is that one of my friends, who was (before entering this brainwashing facility) very comfortable talking to girls, pretty self-confident, didn't really care what people thought of him. i'm sure he cared to a certain degree, but he didnt let it get to him.

now he cant even look at my friends. i dont know the exact reason why, but they're my friends and its weird when you're sitting in a group and he wont look at your friends. now he cares what people are supposedly saying about him, or if they're looking at him. he even has to cross check with me. why the insecurity?? why??

my heart aches to think that this place can do this to people.

THIS AIN'T RIGHT 

i hate to admit it, but we live in a world of scams.

SCAMS!!

everyone is looking for a way to make a fast buck - myself included. if you think that's unethical or materialistic, well then, i'm sorry this violates your sense of right and wrong. but i wont apologise for being so money-conscious...which is one of the reasons why i dont like being bankrupt on tblog. even if its not real money.

even this whole blogging thing is a scam.

people are writing and pouring out creative juice into these thingies online. who benefits? those doing it for free (like me) are practically Being subject to unpaid labour. UNPAID LABOUR! i knw its my own choice but i'd still like to be paid for it. :)

that got me thinking..would you rather be paid poorly for something you love doing than be paid a lot doing something you dont enjoy?

hmmm...money the root of all evil?