Thursday, January 25, 2007

Today we mourn the loss of a great Malaysian. Syed Hussein Alatas, 79, died at his home on Tuesday night. Founder of Gerakan, former VC of UM and internationally renowned. May God bless his soul.

Monday, January 22, 2007

The desk

Saturday, January 20, 2007


It is a school. I climbed up the stairs to the class. Five something. I saw her sitting with the friends, she giving her back to the blackboard. Approached her I did.

We talked like long-lost friends. She is wearing a headscarf, and on her left lips I saw a mole that I couldn't remember seeing before.

This is not the first time she has intruded into my dream. My heart longs to see her again.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

A second chance

I rarely gave people a second chance, if they screw up big time the first time. Nevertheless, this time I am willing yield.

There are good reasons why you were enrolled in a university. DotA is not one of them. Neither is smoking, nor skipping classes. You are here to do something: study. Get in and get out to do something good out there.

Don't disappoint your parents, especially your mother. You will put her in deep shame if you did.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May

And nearly blew my roof away.

The last few days have seen quite strong winds. My house, which is more than 20 years old and uninhabited for the first thirteen years, was subjected to some heavy punishment.

One of our aerials collapsed. The good thing is we watch Astro these days.

The south side of the house. West side damage is visible.

Some pieces of asbestos from the roof were blown to the lawn.

The largest piece was about 2 x 2 feet.

Nasty, rusty nails - fortunately, the wind blew them towards the lawn and not the neighbour's house.

The west side of the house was affected the most.

Years of being uninhabited and heavy rain damaged the roof and other materials inside, which is a cause for alarm.

Whenever I'm fixing the roof or removing debris from it, I wear my helmet. Safety precautions - a piece of asbestos coming into contact with my head is a nasty thing.

RepairingReplacing the roof will cost a fortune :( Not to mention that we need to find a temporary accomodation for several months.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Bloggers of Malaysia, unite!

United we stand, divided we fall.

Source: kickdafella

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Demystifying Sarawak's Anti-Cessionist

It is commonly believed that during the attempt to cede Sarawak to the British Crown in 1946, the Sarawakians protested the upcoming cession. While much has been said about the opposition to the cession itself, there was little mention of the real reason why the plan was met with opposition.

The real reason? They want Brooke to stay.

Indeed, this could prove shocking. This reason was not mentioned explicitly in the Form 5 History Textbook (2003). Why would a movement that has been for generations portrayed as 'nationalist' would want Brooke to remain the Rajah of Sarawak? The reason was in the 1941 Draft constitution that will pave way for a self-governing Sarawak. This is what the anti-cessionists want: to have self-rule, the Rajah must be present to assent and make the changes necessary.

But this does not mean that the cession did not have any positive effects on the state's history. Had it still been under the Brooke's rule, the formation of Malaysia will be drastically different from what history has noted. It is possible that Sarawak would have not joined Malaysia at all. Another scenario is that the state could find itself part of the North Borneo Federation, together with Sabah and Brunei and probably under the rule of the Sultan of Brunei.

But the point still stands: Sarawak's anti-cessionists wanted the continuation of Brooke rule and not being part of the British Crown Colony (Sarawak is recognised as an independent state by Britain and became a British Protectorate in 1888); not the image of 'nationalist' as portrayed by Government text books!


I'm in pain. Physical pain. It is unbearable. I found myself waking up from my sleep every hour because of it. I'm in pain while typing this. While driving. While walking. While in class. I don't show it to others, but sometimes it exceeds what I can hold back. This results in grim faces, taut jaws and a serious expression.

At home I try to do other actions to distract me from the pain. I tap my trusty cane, but it could not withstand the force of the tapping that its handle is coming off. I couldn't bite myself; the infection from oral bacteria is really, really nasty. What I really need right now is a chemically induced coma.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Citizens rejoice! I have added the Malayan(?!) Proclamation of Independence to Wikisource. Now you won't have to look for it all over the place, yarr.

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Roses are red
Violets are blue
In Soviet Russia
Poem writes YOU!!

Sunday, January 07, 2007

A picture

They say a picture tells a thousand stories. The same goes with this one. Just moments after I took this picture, I received a karate chop to the waist.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

I came home with a face so sour that the cats shriveled up.

Contrary to what has been said, the UK has no Constitution. Our Constitution, on the other hand, has been amended so many times that its integrity is falling apart. Or has already fallen apart.

And I do not appreciate noises so loud it disrupts the lecturer. I do not want to be around when he explodes.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Another day, another class, another bullshit incident

It was a usual day in the class today. There are groups arguing or giving excuses to the tutor, who shot down all their arguments in a cool manner. There is a particular group that has the tendency to cause ruckus and trouble in the class. When the tutor said that she could not accept someone's assignment (from that group) due to it being incomplete, yet another major ruckus started.

She then left the class, not in anger but to attend to another business, albeit temporarily. Here is where things started to get ugly.

The person in question took his phone and called his mother, who is conveniently a staff in the Administration. He then proceeded to talk loudly (as usual) and complained about the tutor to his mother, reminding her to pass the word to the tutor's superior. Lies, slander and libel. All the while the whole class could hear what he said.

I am angry. This is more than not respecting the tutor. What the tutor has said about that person's assignment is valid. How low can one go? He took the action of blaming others instead of himself to a whole new fucking level.

I turned to my friend who was sitting next to me and commented that, should the tutor get into trouble I will defend her. He agreed, saying that he and the whole class will probably do the same. We will try to make the casualty be him instead of our tutor. If the administration refuses to listen to our plight, we will raise hell.

Let us hope and pray.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

I sent how much data out in the past four days?!

Monday, January 01, 2007

Hello 2007. And shut up 2007, I know what you want. Now get out of my sight.