Saturday, September 15, 2012

Hit-and-Run in Malaysia ( Us Too)

Last time, I posted Hit-and-Run in China not too long ago. I was lamenting how some people lacked moral values. I was really hoping that never would anything like that occur in Malaysia. Unfortunately, it did. It broke my heart when I heard. Surely most of you Malaysians know of the incident that occurred in July this year. Seven people walked by 60-year-old Tan Kim Chuan who lied unconscious on the ground in the aftermath of a snatch theft incident.

Honestly, I was just so appalled when I read of the news. Is this what have we come to Malaysians? Perhaps it's good that the new curriculum will have community service a prerequisite to graduate from university. It's time to care for society.

Friday, September 14, 2012

Chronic Procrastination

I am seventeen and I suffer from chronic procrastination. Actually, to say "suffer from" just doesn't do because I know this is within me. And Insyallah, God gave us all willpower. So I know I am the one to blame. You think  that saying, 'I'll do it in five minutes time" won't hurt but it does.Hurt. In every sense of the word. You sit for days (while at procrastination) thinking what it would've been like if you had just made full use of your time, you would have had the results you wanted.

When I was in Form Three, I started having goosebumps about PMR in the second half of the year. I worked hard. And last  minute studying became irrelevant. But my motivation was to score A+. I've grown much more since then or so I think. I foolishly thought I could ace exams without being so obsessed with studying by learning for the sake of learning. Well, the intention was pure but implementation became another issue. I've also grown lazier, a remarkable change that I am not proud of.

If you're a child who happens to read this post (though I doubt that because I sound like such an oldie when I write) , remember that procrastination is a thief of time. Huh that was lame but it's true. Wow, this is my first time using a proverb in my blog I think. Ciao.


Monday, June 4, 2012

Pretty Ugly


Months ago, my family and i went for a jog in gunung keriang. It was lovely...and ugly at the same time. I would highly recommend joggers to have a look (not that i actually am one) but honestly you'll have fantastic view along the jogging tracks with the greenery and all. But not everything is pleasant. RUBBISH! Apparently, there are still many places in this country that needs serious cleaning. I was taken back by how such a tourist hub could be so filthy; refer to the picture above. Please, if you are reading this; please, just please don't litter.

I just realized that I didn't post any good pictures of Gunung Keriang. I'm supposed to promote this place. Oops. Here's something from Malaysia Photo.


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Saturday, May 19, 2012

Asian Dream Job

It's a boy! He was out in the world. His father held and looked at him dearly saying, "You're going to be a doctor". Seventeen years later, the boy replied,
 "Wait, what?".
 "You're going to be a doctor. End of story."

 End of story it is. The boy then aced his SPM examinations and proceeded with A-levels. Later, proceeded to medical school. As expected, he graduated. Unwillingly, he became a medical officer. Despite his success, he was miserable. He couldn't help pondering what would have happened if had pursued his dreams. What if...? But those were just dreams. It was too late.

End of story it is.

 Yes, I'm finished with my dramatic introduction. So, deja vu anyone? My mom told me a few weeks ago to kindly advice my friends not to take up medicine just because their parents tell them to. So here I am, telling my friends, "Don't!". See, there's a very bad phenomena going around in Asian communities. Parents here are so obsessed on seeing their children becoming  doctors or anything that screams the word "TYPICAL".

 Lets just narrow down our scope to Malaysia. I just noticed a few weeks ago at school, my  friends brought up the topic of ambitions because obviously, we need to decide on our career paths. Soon. So many of my friends said, "My mom(or dad) tells me I should be a (insert name of stereotype job) but I'm not interested". Natalia said out loud, "My mom never told me to what I should become", direct translation of "Mak saya tak pernah suruh saya jadi apa-apa pun". And everyone bursted out laughing. Unsatisfied, I said the same thing out loud and received about the same reaction. So this is what we have become? That it's not normal if parents don't set what their kids should be? Regardless of their interest?

 I know that the real case is that these Asian parents just want a stable income for their kids. But do they know that if they force their kids to be someone they have no interest of being, they're not gonna go very far. And if you talk on religious grounds, what happens to sincerity? Allah demands it from whatever we do. Doing something half heartedly is just a no-no.

 My parents have told me countless of times that there are housemen at the hospital they who are not even really into medicine. Yet they force themselves to go ahead. Some commit to this act because of their parents and some because there's a weird mentality in Malaysia that smart people should take up medicine. (Yes, there is such thing). So some of these adults who heed their parents advice become depressed. There are those who are suicidal even. Others become regular doctors but 'makan gaji semata-mata'. And there are those who are passionate. They become the most successful.

Once, when my family and I had breakfast at my aunt's. My sisters and I encouraged our cousin to pursue engineering as it was her interest but her mom was adamant on her being doctor (cue sighs). Then we told her about our ambitions, which then included being a political scientist and a wildlife photographer. My aunt stared at us as if we had just announced we were gonna donate our kidneys. Both our kidneys.

Kind parents reading this, don't force your child to be what the don't want to be (unless their dreams are really useless towards society.Ouch, harsh!) . And teens out there who find it hard to convince their parents to let you choose, don't give up or you'll regret. Talk to them nicely. And never forget to pray. He hears everything.

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Party on Earth Hour!

I know it's been really long since I last blogged. Am I apologetic? Nah! I just feel sorry for myself. *dabs tears* for being so caught up in this worldly...what do you call it..tidbits? Nevermind on that. Moving on to todays's topic that is Earth Hour! So it's only about a couple of hours from now as we speak.

I'm here to report that I won't be participating in this year's because this Asian girl has got tuition tonight. Anyway, I don't know if I would even if I wasn't busy tonight. Well, a few years back I couldn't comprehend the reason why people refused to join. It's such a simple act. Of course, many just couldn't care less. Putting them aside, I realized that Earth Hour was commercialized. Some people think of it as a celebration. Time to ponder on Earth's misery is what it should be! I remember reading an article how one place 'celebrated' Earth Hour by releasing balloons or something into the air. Yup, you read it right.

 I guess the message of spreading the awareness is there but you know how we humans hype over some things and we tend to forget the real purpose of it. It would be nicer to see people really start becoming more green after Earth Hour and start recyling and refusing plastic bags. How about that for a change =)

Wow, I should applaud myself for writing at this speed! Apologies for the lack of vigour and style because I've just used my brain juice for debate discussion. Cheers and ponder well on Earth Hour and it's supposed purpose.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Bumpity Bumpity Bump

Bumpity bumpity bump.Empty spaces.  Hmmm.There is always something lacking in life isn't it? You achieve straight As, popular among your friends in school, active in co curriculum. To make it simple, you are deemed as the epitome of perfect. But something, somewhat is bothering you.

Bumpity bumpity bump...

What can it be? You have plans, ambitions and dreams to fulfill. You know you have a successful path ahead of you. You know it is written. No being can stop you. You are sure of yourself. Right?  

Bumpity bumpity bump...

Restless. Why do you have time to entertain these thoughts? Don't you have things to do? Exams? Homework? Chores? Please, just do it. Get rid of these mindless thoughts, you beg your brain, heart and soul.

Bumpity bumpity bump...

But you are already happy, aren't you? You have everything. But then, why does your smile seem less genuine by the day? 

Bumpity bumpity bump..

By now, you should realize what you lack of. You know all these things in life that you have achieved and plan to achieve won't last. One day you will die. You know that. 

Bumpity bumpity bump...

Indeed, you forgot the purpose of creation. You only thought of your worldly desires. You have always known that there is much more to that.

May God have mercy on us all.

Note: This post was not meant for anyone in specific but everyone in general.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

The Case of the Fruits Plastic Surgeries


Is it just me who realized this or everyone does too except that it is a fact not acknowledged? The fact that Malaysia has more than enough fruits to keep us fit and healthy but then we turn them into something otherwise. Instead of shedding those calories, we only add to them.

Exhibit A

Before modification
This is a picture of some very healthy and nutritious bananas.
After modification
 Do you see what happened to those fruits? Changed beyond recognition but we Malaysians regognize it too well, ey?Deep fried, crispy and all nutritions (almost) lost!

Banana fritters (better known as pisang goreng)


 Exhibit B

Before modification  
This is a picture of a collection of healthy fruits. A variety of apple roses (jambu) and cucumbers.



After modification 
Would you just look at that? Fu-yoh! Dipped into what we call kuah rojak. Excessive sugar, yeah?



Exhibit C

Before modification
Jackfruits! Provides vitamins and minerals. I'm not so sure since I don't like this fruit but I'm pretty sure that if consumed excessively, it'll turn unhealthy. I mean, you'll turn unhealthy.


But still, not unhealthy as excessively consuming........

After modification 

Again, deep fried. Are we seeing a pattern here?



Well , well, well. I think I have demonstrated enough. Feeling remorseful everyone?  According to an article from The Star last year, the number of percentage of obese Malaysians has increased from 4.4% to 14.0% of the total population.

Okay, this is probably rich of me doing a post on health since I myself love cekodok pisang (especially the ones fried excessively; crunchy  on the outside but melts in the inside) and banana fritters! But still, I hope that someday that I will control myself from consuming too much of these modified food. God has bestowed  us a healthy body, lets make the best of it. I honestly think it's bad to say 'Life is too short, eat all you want'. Okay, again rich of me saying this but come on people, doesn't 'eating all we want' make our lives even shorter?

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Exams; A Joke?

My dad once said that he thought people who blog are people who are sad. Of course daddy dearest, you were generalizing too much. Because what would we say about those environmental activists who pledge to save the Earth? Hold on a second thought, these people are indignant of how mother nature is treated.Nevermind, now lets shift to bloggers who update us on politics. We get a lot of information them, right? They uncover the truth. Then again, though undoubtedly these bloggers can change our views on something for the better,many of them feel repressed by the government. And when I think of this again, many of my friends' blogs or just any random person's I stumble upon, they have a lot of the 'My Life Sucks So Bad' theme.

 Somebody sue me for diverting too much with the intro because I ain't here to talk about bloggers and whatnot. My supposed point in the first paragrapgh is angry people tend to blog. Let me rephrase that, people who feel passionate about something or overwhelmed by an emotion are always inspired to blog. Yes, I am overwhelmed by an emotion which obviously is anger. Now that I have mentioned it, the feeling is not so prominent.

 Nevertheless, I should make myself clear. I really, really abhore the fact that I must sacrifice one year of my life for an exam that cannot guarantee those who score that they are actually smart.Honestly, aren't people aware of the ugly truth that an SPM certificate is not recognized internationally?Doesn't this bother anyone?Doesn't it bother anyone that we are required to memorize experiments just so we can write them back on paper sheets during exams?No wonder you hear of students who score excellent results during SPM and then struggle in college or when they start their practical term.

Then  There is also the issue of PMR. The fact that the ridiculous national level exam is going to be abolished signifies how insignificant it is. So why must schools fight viciously to be top for PMR anymore? Why get kids to finish their syllabus in a few months and so they have 'seven months to do revision'? Don't teachers realize that the main purpose kids go to school is to learn things, not simply the techniques of answering exam questions?

 I know that we can't solely blame school authorities for doing they're job. Surely each school strives to be in the top cluster. And how well a school does is judged by its performance in exams. I won't say that I don't wanna score straight As because then I'd miss my chance on earning a scholarship. True enough, this is the fault of the Malaysian education system. And what with people playing with the graph (grading for SPM), it really is hard to tell whether a student deserves an A or not.

 My point is children shouldn't get too caught up in exams. My school makes me feel really difficult to want to achieve other things other than fabulous results but I don't want my life revolving around SPM. And nobody should feel otherwise. It's tough, I myself have turned somehwhat exam-oriented. But hey, this is Malaysia. It works here to be that sort of person. Even though it does not last.

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