More Than For a String of As

I just had an epiphany. Okay, scratch that. It was my something at the back of my head for a long time already. See, it's exam season. During English paper, Madam R had given us quite a challenge.I quite enjoyed my time writing my answers. There was one inspiring article about a man writing up some tips to his son on succeeding in life. And there was one sentence that I kept re-reading. Well, that was actually because the points of summary was somewhere along that paragraph but I liked it anyway, Back to the point, the father had said that you have to have a pure desire to learn in order to be an achiever. There, it struck me! Well I knew that a long time ago but lets just say it re-struck me. 

If I just learn for the sake of wanting to learn, all of this just would be much easier. As a student, I can't help that the education system is flawed. I can't help it for now but I should be better than just criticizing fate. I should be grateful enough to even get an education. Perhaps that's why my study momentum has never been impressive. In my mind, I just wanna get straight As. Just swiftly sit through SPM and attain easy As. That is my drive. The pathetic source of my momentum. It has kept me going but studying, at many times feels tormenting. 

But then I have read of great muslim scholars for Islamic studies examination.I felt forced to memorize the facts about these people but I felt touched by their enthusiasm to learn. How  Imam Syafie had memorized the holy Quran at the age of nine. How Imam Ahmad bin Hambal had gone to Syria, Yemen and many other places in pursuit of knowledge. How can they attain so much when I barely ever feel pumped out to learn so many things.

Remember Nik Madihah, Malaysia's best student a few years back. Her secret for success was that she loved and treasured knowledge. She could be found studying into the early hours of the morning just because she just couldn't get enough. The only reason I would be studying during such time is for last-minute preparation for a test. 

Truly I am ashamed. I want to be like these people.I don't want to memorize history facts just for the sake of memorizing anymore. There is no real satisfaction living life like that. There has to be more to it. I desperately need to learn for sake of learning. We all do.

Hit-and-run in China

By this time, you guys have probably already watched the footage of this hit-and-run in China. What happened was really awful. A toddler, Yue Yue was roaming on the streets of Southern Guangdong province when she was ran over by a van. As people walked by and simply ignored her writhing in pain, another van ran her over. Then, a good Samaritan who was a garbage collector, saw the helpless child and pulled her to the side of the road. And later, her mother arrived at the scene and brought her to the hospital. A minimum of 18 people passed by and seemingly acted indifferently towards the agonized toddler.

Many people blame this on China's pursuit of economic growth which has resulted in the country's poor ethics. They have tolerated with materialism far too long. Many commentators have also pointed to China's lack of legal protections, such as a "Good Samaritan" law that would protect people from lawsuits if they try to help others in distress. 

I was in distraught after watching this footage. I just couldn't understand how inhumane people have become. I applaud to Yue Yue's savior. Not all is lost. 

By the way, I was surprised NTV7 showed the full clip. It was quite gory too me. This one here, isn't.

Insert Random Quote

What's the difference between try and triumph?

A little umph!


Sorry people this is the only thing that I can come up with right now. Still I love this quote/joke from Modern Family xD 

What Did You Just Say?

I have finally been able to admit to myself this year, that I have had a short-attention-span my  whole life.I'm not being over dramatic. All this years I've been denying it but it was stark obvious to me this year. Sure, sometimes it's just carelessness. Sometimes it's just an 'I-can't-be-bothered' attitude. Sometimes it's a combination of all three. But lots of time it's just me unable to focus. Trust me, this trait has gotten me into trouble countless of times.

How about this? #1
My studies. Yup, get this; I barely ever concentrate in class. Not never but it's safe to say that I've probably been able to focus 25% during lessons my entire life. I'm not exaggerating.Don't believe me if you want but Allah is my witness. Honestly, it didn't affect my studies much during my PMR years. Well, that was because the flawed examination was all about memorizing. Ironically, I've been quite good with memorizing. So, not a really big deal. Whatever the teacher said in class, I always managed to comprehend them myself at home. See it's a stupidly redundant system!

It saddens me to say that the system didn't work out so well during Form Four because ouch, the subjects require a lot of understanding. Well the number of facts that we have to memorize have also increased. Double ouch. So this year, most people must have noticed that I've been slacking. Lots of homework undone.Oh why?

How about this? #2
Few years ago, my nickname was 'Blur'. It was also because of my facial expression which just screamed of 'I-don't-get-a-thing-you're-saying'. And also because of my inability to respond to questions at a normal rate. Before this, every time somebody talked to me, they required patience because I took long seconds to decipher simple questions. So my reply was always astonishingly slow. Thank God, I have improved massively in this area. I don't even know how my friends could stand me back then.

How about this? #3
My mom doesn't trust me. She's quite skeptical  of me wanting to take my driving licence right after I'm eligible to drive. Even when it comes to holding on to keys, Alia is given more trust. Offensive? Hey, you probably won't find me disagreeing.

I've read an article from Readers' Digest that tv is one of the factors that we can't focus in real life. Lots of  tv programmes have been created solely for entertainment. Nothing for potato couches to think too critically. Blargh, I don't watch tv that much. So it's probably from Facebook. And Blogger. And  movies that I watch on the pc.

Okay, so I can't think of many examples right now. But example #1 has affected my life so badly. I've searched for ways to overcome this problem. I googled it! Moving on, I have already come up for a solution next year. And trust me, I can't take much of that any longer. Ten years is enough.Form Four has been too much of irrelevant daydreams during classes. I remember when I was in Form One, my science teacher had personally come to my table to explain something very simple which I had trouble of understanding. As she explained, I was staring at her hijab and just imagined her buying it.Don't get me wrong, I'm not a shopper, it was just a random thought. And so when she finished explaining, she asked, 'Do you understand?'. And in my head I was screaming ' What did she just say?!!!'.

The Daily Temptations (for Malaysians)

Are the temptations  too strong dear Malaysians? Why can't we be more civilized? Why are we so indifferent?

Pantang dicabar!

Even the authorities

Can't Resist!

Leadership Camp

You know what, I just realized that I should stop fussing what to write, how silly of me, I know. I'll write whatever I want to share. Muahaha! Power-hungry-tyrannian-despot mode. So people, I just came back from a leadership camp. Funny that it's called 'Pemurnian Budi' beCause no, I don't think that it had much to do with etiquette cleansing or whatever you call it. Even so, I had such a great time. Sorry, can't come up with a better adjective.

 There was just so much to do there. Jungle trekking for the world! Oh, and never forget to bring along your first aid kit to you activity spot because things can happen. Guess what, it did. One of the juniors got stung by some scorpion species which sent her jumping up and down and screaming at the same time. Honestly, I thought it was some bug, so I was thinking 'Is this necessary?'. And then I saw the creature, which one of the instructors later crushed with her mighty shoe. I'm so bad. Poor girl, she was sent to the hospital.

 Wow, I get so easily distracted. Actually I was gonna tell you about what we did this morning.See yesterday, our counselor told got us into groups and we were given a task to create a new invention but we had to make do with whatever there was in the area. As expected, the group that I was in came up with a really weird idea called 'Botol Inspirasi'. What we did was folded strips of Alia's PMR exercise papers into stars and put them into a bottle. And basically we just hentam and said that it was symbolic for our lives. The stars represented our talents. Supposedly. And when we presented it today I couldn't stop but laugh hysterically infront of everyone because I felt so daft. The counselor even had to instruct me to take deep breaths. I said something like ' In order to unleash you talent, you have to *laugh* you have to *opens the bottle cap and poured some stars out*'. Well, I admit our team didn't put that much effort into making our project. Sighs. Sorry to those who were present, I was just embarrassed. Still, go team Wacky ! Thanks to everyone in the group. Thanks to Ome who took over when I guffawed suddenly.

 Moving on, we got fourth out of five teams. Which was a pleasant surprise. Really, it was. And Putri's team got first! Then, cikgu Latifah did the weirdest thing, she actually crushed the top three projects. And again, I was like, 'Is this really necessary?'. Looking at the other teams' projects, I could tell that they put a lot of effort into making their masterpieces. I didn't exactly feel any sad emotion at first but when someone cried and shared the philosophy behind all that, I started feeling sorry. The teacher started explaining that her act was symbolic to how leaders are treated at times. Other people are just interested seeing the product of our work. No one saw or care how much effort that we put in. And we get hurt, after all of that, our work is not acknowledged. I had a minor feeling of deja vu. Just a little.

 Still I feel contented that I went there.After all, it was the jungle. I don't know if I'll become a better person. Maybe. Maybe not. But I sure did enjoy the camp so much! And the people were great. I love my roommates Syifa,Nazihah and Azreena. I'm glad that we got to know each other better. Thanks to Putri who did such a great job on being the penghuluwati, I feel so bad because you did so much. I'm glad that we all kamcing. So people, I reccommend Dusun Minda Resort, Kuala Nerang to you guys. Okay, I better get some rest. My hands ache so much from attempting a Tarzan stunt yesterday. Twice.

Gimme Something to Write On!

I admit that so far, blogging/writing has been quite fun. I guess the reason why I never really did enjoy it was because I had only been writing for exam essays. And the essay topics are so ....rigid? No, not that. Umm probably just plain. And not just that, they keep on reusing the same old topics. If you have taken or are taking PMR/UPSR/SPM then you should know what I mean. Come on, we've been writing about school excursions and visiting orphanage for years already! How can the people who set the papers never get bored? I am.

Well, I am aware that they have to consider those who are living in the rural ares where their English command is very weak. But why not make more versatile topics that are doable for every student? I'm not saying that my writing style is The Writing Style. This blog can speak for itself. No, I'm not putting myself down, just keeping me on my toes. But gimme something fun to write on!

Okay, so I've decided that I still am not making this my life journal. No, that's like too intimate. And I appreciate my life being untold. A little privacy please.But what Mich said is true. After years of rambling about your life and you then you read  those moments again, you feel a surge of happiness and longing. I honestly do regret tearing my diary apart when I was in primary school because I was feeling sort of paranoid if my possibly treacherous sisters would read it. Sighs. And I wish to avoid blogging anything pathetic and upsetting because I really don't appreciate of being reminded of the sad things in my life. That's how I survive. Minus Blackey.

But then, what on earth am i going to write about, if not my life? Maybe politics now that ISA will be abolished. Ahem. Okay, this sounds like the end of my blogging career.  So maybe I will write about my life but just not in too deep. Nay, I would regret it. This is probably getting dull so ciao!

What do people look forward to read from me anyway?