today, i'm writing this entry, while i'm in the library, this is the first entry to be done in IPBA's library, and i surely hope that it's not the last time....
well, i'm in the midst of having the last day of intel teach programme, and having come to the part where the second major task of the day is to learn how to blog, and maybe, where to blog. so, sitting beside me, my friend mr rajkumar, complaining to no one in particular, about how life's so miserable for him, lately. it's not just him. i feel the same thing also, with lots of assignment to be completed, administrative efforts on posting forms, the attitudes of some peoples, and other things that just FUBARic to my point of view.
i've just learned that some people are good enough to 'extend' their point of view, opinion or whatever you want to call it, as the whole class opinion. it's bad enough to be a hypocrite for yourself, it's even worst to have hypocrites among the so-called friends. those hypocrites were the bad seed of our batch. wait, they're the bad batch in the whole section... no, wait, what am i blabbering about here anyway?
alright, roger and out.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
picture appreciation
asrul and me while waiting for our turn to do sports practice
menara tm, near lembah pantai area, very near to kerinchi LRT station... just magnificent at every angle...
Raoul Wallenberg
why is it everyday must be a day filled with tensions, apprehensions and all kinds of aggression? i just couldn't understand. but then, how can life be so complicated without these kinds of things?
oh well, i'd like to sit and pondermore about the subject, but, it shouldn't be bothered at all anyway...
yesterday i've read some interesting story about Raoul Wallenberg, a kind of patriot, a war hero as he can be said, during the world war 2, to be precise, during the period of holocaust. he was said to have been able to save quite thousands of jews during the cleansing period by the nazi's but in the end, the soviet team had him held up and thus, we, as the today's generation people, lost contact of any infor of his whereabouts, his life in prison, what had he done to be treated such a way... bla...bla....bla.... yada...yada....
i was just thinking that, after 2 years of having a serious writer's block, i'd finally be able to piece together a story that would fit nicely to the story that i've written and stopped.
hmmm... that's an afterthought...
oh well, i'd like to sit and pondermore about the subject, but, it shouldn't be bothered at all anyway...
yesterday i've read some interesting story about Raoul Wallenberg, a kind of patriot, a war hero as he can be said, during the world war 2, to be precise, during the period of holocaust. he was said to have been able to save quite thousands of jews during the cleansing period by the nazi's but in the end, the soviet team had him held up and thus, we, as the today's generation people, lost contact of any infor of his whereabouts, his life in prison, what had he done to be treated such a way... bla...bla....bla.... yada...yada....
i was just thinking that, after 2 years of having a serious writer's block, i'd finally be able to piece together a story that would fit nicely to the story that i've written and stopped.
hmmm... that's an afterthought...
Monday, April 28, 2008
just a side note
this is a picture that i've took while i was at the IRKHS alumni homecoming dinner last friday... i don't know the other two, but the person that shows the 'peace' sign, is a person that i've longed tried to get close to, but i couldn't be closer than just a friend to her.... oh well, it's better than not close at all, isn't it? hehehe...
trainspotting
for those who might know this story, might be enjoyed, or even thrilled that my friend, Muhd Fauzi, found this movie among the many movies for sale over at a shop in Digital Mall, Petaling Jaya. it's been years since i last saw this movie, which features a young ewan mcgregor (this was way before he became obi wan kenobi.... hehehehe) as a drug addict who's trying to repent, his journey were quite somethig to be watched. it's been years since my first try of finding this movie, and finally i'd be able to watch it tonight.... HOOORRRAAAYY!
INTEL Teach Programme
today, all of us, the KPLI's, were asked to attend a compulsory-3-days course as a requirement for us to complete our study. oh well, its quite better than having to go to the same class, week after week, isn't it? but, as usual, there'd always some kind of issues that would drag everything else to elsewhere. i don't want to comment too much or criticising, but personally, i think that the management people could do better with themselves, if they sit down for a while, have some cupcakes and coffees in between, while liaising with each other on who's wanting to do what, where and when. it's issues like this that made us the KPLI's, like we're not good enough to be future teachers.
is it too hard to admit that they've screwed up somewhere while planning their schedule? at least that would retain some of their dignity as the best leader would always bowed down to the peoples, and admit that they've wronged, but promise that they'll worked twice harder and better to amend their mistakes. but, those days were long gone now.
all that they can mustered about were to say that, all this screwdness that they've inflicted were to see if we, as the future's, can cope up with all these menial irresponsibility. in someway, yes, they were right, these FUBAR's can be seen as a practice when we truly get out there, and swim the unfathomable sea of school childrens. it can be a good training, but then, at the current condition, they're just denying that they've make mistakes, saying this and that, just to justify their wrongness, without the guts of saying the truth.
it's okay, perhaps to some to just simply ignore the voice of many and kept control, it's even easier for those who have the power to simply deafen their ears to all these voices.
in silence retribution,
it's a deafening silence.
is it too hard to admit that they've screwed up somewhere while planning their schedule? at least that would retain some of their dignity as the best leader would always bowed down to the peoples, and admit that they've wronged, but promise that they'll worked twice harder and better to amend their mistakes. but, those days were long gone now.
all that they can mustered about were to say that, all this screwdness that they've inflicted were to see if we, as the future's, can cope up with all these menial irresponsibility. in someway, yes, they were right, these FUBAR's can be seen as a practice when we truly get out there, and swim the unfathomable sea of school childrens. it can be a good training, but then, at the current condition, they're just denying that they've make mistakes, saying this and that, just to justify their wrongness, without the guts of saying the truth.
it's okay, perhaps to some to just simply ignore the voice of many and kept control, it's even easier for those who have the power to simply deafen their ears to all these voices.
in silence retribution,
it's a deafening silence.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
IIUM Alumni Dinner
Actually, I wanted to write something about the pictures that I've just posted, but since, I was still new to blogger, I didn't manage to write anything on that first post. Well, better late than never right?
Okay, the pictures were taken two days ago, Friday 25th April 2008 to be exactly, at IIUM Alumni Homecoming Dinner for Kulliyah IRKHS. It was held at the Engineering Coliseum, at Kulliyah of Engineering.
It was an exciting event for me as it was the first time after two years, since I last went to IIUM, International Islamic University Malaysia for those who didn't know better.
If it's not for a friend of mine that gave me an SMS to tell me about it, I wouldn't have known that there would be a dinner on that night. Oh well, there are other worst things in life, isn't it?
Okay, the pictures were taken two days ago, Friday 25th April 2008 to be exactly, at IIUM Alumni Homecoming Dinner for Kulliyah IRKHS. It was held at the Engineering Coliseum, at Kulliyah of Engineering.
It was an exciting event for me as it was the first time after two years, since I last went to IIUM, International Islamic University Malaysia for those who didn't know better.
If it's not for a friend of mine that gave me an SMS to tell me about it, I wouldn't have known that there would be a dinner on that night. Oh well, there are other worst things in life, isn't it?
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