August 25, 2009

Round and round, here we go again.

~Betch

The fall semester has started and I can now tell you it's gonna be a very hectic and busy semester. Oh boy, this is gonna be TORTUROUS. Even on the first day, the lecturers are already telling us about the assignments, the projects and all that jazz right... I'm like laughing nervously at the lecturer, wanting to seriously believe he's joking, but really no. But I asked for this anyway because I wanted to go back to college so badly due to my depleting form from boredom. So this fall, I'm going to be very cranky, very unseen, and very stressed. O Fall, I embrace thee with not so open arms!

Although I will say this, Developmental Psychology seems to be a very nice treat indeed, judging from the lecturer and what it has to offer, I hope and pray this subject would do me good.

So moving on... I just got back from Terengganu. Not that I'm from there, but I went there for a holiday, a very disorganised and last-minute holiday I might add. I'm just always at awe at the way my parents plan holidays. It goes like this..

Dad: Where do you wanna go this holiday?
Me: Hmm, how about Terengganu? Leo's been wanting to go fishing for some time now.
Dad: Hmm...

(the next day)

Mom: We're going to Terengganu!
Me: What? But we were just - when?
Mom: Tomorrow!
Me: *toooooooooooot*

It was like boom! we're going without any plans whatsoever. I mean, I'm glad for the holiday but seriously, so uncalled-for.

So anyway, the next day we're going. And it was probably the worst journey I had ever experienced. I was behaving like I was knocked up or something. Seriously, I was car sick right... so EVERYTHING annoyed me! Any one's voice, the sunlight, any sound, any sudden movement, any smell... basically ANYTHING would annoy me. I was having a headache, I was nauseous, I was fidgety... I'm not kidding around, you can ask my brother and his friend who was probably freaked out by me because of the symptoms of pregnancy I was showing. When I got to the hotel room, all I could think of doing was collapse on a bed and join Alice for a cup of tea in Wonderland. Three hours later, the Red Queen saw me and started chasing me and screaming "OFF WITH HIS HEAD!!!" while in reality it was actually my mom screaming me conscious. Lol.

After that, everything went smoothly. The beach was great, although the waves were not as exciting as the last time I went to Terengganu. My dear brother saw something in the sea and was going "OOOH, what's this??" and he began to reach for it. Somehow his brain screamed realisation into him and he in turn screamed "JELLYFISH!!". You guys, he ran for it and no he didn't just stumble back, he ran like back to the shore which was like 10 feet away from the squishy creature. He was the joke of the day.

So about Terengganu people, they're very laid back, very cool, and much friendlier people. Okay I'm not being racist or anything, I just notice that some (note the word some) of the Malay people from the southern side of Peninsula Malaysia are not very friendly, not very helpful, and also unpleasant unlike the northern Malay people. I dunno what's the reason for that, but my guess is that northern Malay people do not care too much about modern issues. They just go with the flow, live the life, meet the people, contribute... Sway with ease, you know? I guess having a touch of simplicity about life is important in this crazy modern world. If you allow certain prospects or objects in life to take over your priorities, you could go south really... So just a tip, watch yourself about what you invest in or commit to.

Again, I would like to stress that the above is just a mere reaction to an experience. Nothing to go ballistic about, okay people? By the way, how eye-widening is the recent suing of the Kuala Dimensi Sdn. Bhd. chief executive officer Datuk Seri Tiong King Sing by our very own MCA president Datuk Seri Ong Tee Keat? RM500 million!!! That's not something you take out of your pocket now, is it? Well I have no comment about it so far, but let's see how this problem unfolds, shall we? This should be interesting to watch... another cage fight in the circus.

Catch you all later :)

"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years." - Abraham Lincoln.

August 20, 2009

A single standard education for all!

The argument of teaching Science and Mathematics in English has been going on for some time..... and of course I choose English as the medium to be used when teaching not only Science and Mathematics but all the other subjects such as Geography, History and Moral Education.

First, the argument to "mermartabatkan Bahasa Melayu" should not be brought up.....I think those who use this as an argument why English should not be used, wants to create unnecessary problem so that more Malays would support them. It is the national language and it will always be used in Malaysia.

The Malays who are in the kampung that could not coup with the English Language can only be improved when they use English more often. By making the medium of teaching of Science and Mathematics in Malay Language will only keep them away from English and will further make them suffer especially those who wants to further their studies in higher education institution no matter in Malaysia or overseas. This is because almost all the higher education(universities and colleges) uses English as the medium of teaching.

Businesses which need English will also stay under the control of other races, the Chinese especially. The Malays in the kampung will only be further worsen by the act of changing the medium that will not improve them. I know that what I have told here have been argued by many people who are like me but I have an extra suggestion that I have experienced myself that would contribute to the tag-line that the Prime Minister created- 1 Malaysia.


Besides the medium thought in school, the vernacular education system should change to a standard education system- only one type of school in the whole country. Sekolah agama, maktab rendah sains mara, sekolah berasrama penuh, Chinese school and Tamil school should be abolished. For those who wants to study in a boarding school can continue but it should be the same type of school as the others.... no agama, Chinese or Tamil school.

I would definitely enact this proposal if I was the prime minister but I know that I may not be one on the next day:)...........Many parties like the Chinese, Malays and Indians would go against me defending their bahasa ibunda and so on but I don't care! I think this is a perfect plan and only the most country-loving prime minister would do this! Actually, the other languages will not vanish because those who wants to learn or study them could do so by having a system which they have now that is the POL-( a class where they could learn their language).

Therefore, I think having English school is the best not only that every races will mix together but they will also be united and they do not really care about races. This is based on my true experience.......I am not hating or condemning any races but usually the Malays from boarding school are not friendly towards other races when they are out from school because of the environment that they have been in for some time. In contrary, those who are from English school love to mix around with everyone.



The Politician

August 19, 2009

So sick of being sick.

~Betch

Right, well in my previous post I was talking about me being ill and all. I am still ill, you guys. Oh my gosh, I'm telling you... my lungs might just spew out of my mouth if I don't stop coughing. Seriously. I have been coughing like an engine that just won't start in the morning. My medication has run out so I'm basically depending on Hacks sweets and cough syrup, which doesn't really help, because it's a placebo. The ads psychologically influence the consumers to think it helps them, but really it's just sugar and colouring. It probably only helps cool the throat and make you sleep. Honestly I feel drugged most of the time because of the syrup. But anyway, they're all I've got, so I won't complain any further.

So the fall semester is coming and I still dunno what subjects I should take up. I would confidently choose my own subjects but I'm afraid that the subjects I choose might clash and based on seniors experiences, we don't want that happening now. So I'm a little wrecked about that and my cough is still in full throttle... oh man, it's gonna be a long weekend.

I was watching Oprah the other day. Here's my excuse, there was just simply nothing to watch on Astro at that time. So I thought a little Oprah wouldn't hurt. I dunno about you guys but I always have this suspicion about her, like whether she truly means it when she does seemingly good charitable things for people. I mean, no doubt she's a powerful celebrity in Hollywood and she has certainly done her part to influence the entertainment world today. But have you seen her on her show, the way she looks at people and her body language she displays at the guests. Her bored monotonous look she gives to pitiful and needy people who appear on her show is just not attractive at all. Like this one time when she was doing a show about overweight people... from what I'd observed, all 15 to 20 guests who came on the show to talk about the problems they face about their weight were BIGGER than her. I don't mean this as a slight on the guests, it's just a general observation. The cold look she gives to people, honestly... like how she'll just lean her head on her hand on the armchair and how she'll just go "WOW, WOW, shocking...." but she never says anything to comfort them. So basically, she has ways that make me question her role in society as a giver and comforter, due to the fact she's loaded with cash. However, let's make one thing clear... I don't hate her or anything, I just disagree about some of her ways and attitude.

Right, so I found this really fascinating video and it just continues to remind me about the "values and morals" the politicians in our country display. Let's watch.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ts_87zEZFqk

So, if you'd seen the video, you'll understand why I'm gonna betch about this dude. I don't wanna say his name, it gives him too much credit. So anyway, obviously the Star newspaper reporter was going to speak in English as he works for an English newspaper. But this uneducated piece of trash just puts the poor man down just like that without any valid reason at all. Maybe it's because he can't understand English, I dunno, I hear they're qualifications don't fly so high. Well anyway, I was most annoyed at his jeering and sneering. Yeah I can understand that the Malay language should be upheld because it's the national language of Malaysia... ya da ya da ya da, I've heard the whole speech before... But no one ever said we can't speak in English when it comes to interviews involving Malaysian politicians. And his views on Internet filtering? Not so strong really I would say... Coming from this dude, I wouldn't exactly say it's an honest act. I mean, for goodness' sake, he's the culture minister! Based on his very unimpressive attitude, I would say he needs a little culture for himself before he can ever make statements about culture. So, minister.... I hope you get loads of virtual spit and bad press about your ill-mannered ways. Boo hiss boo!

Anyway, I gotta fly now, so till my next betchin' session, take care!

Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. ~ James Dean

August 13, 2009

Gone, gone, gone! So long!

~Betch

Since Sunday night, I've been sick with fever and cough. Oh, how I suffered... I haven't had a fever before this for 5 years. At least that's what my medical records say. I hit 39.9 degrees. I thought that was normal, right, because I don't get fevers that much. But apparently according to people who were in the room when my temperature was taken, it wasn't good news. So I went to a doctor and he prescribed me with medicine for the fever and the cough. That was all good, all except for the fever. Really, I've had worst coughs before, so I'm not complaining about the cough.

The fever I had, let's just say, it was a bitch. It would just slip in and out whenever it wants! Like "Okay, I think I'll just make him suffer now and maybe some hours later..." It would just come and go like I don't have a healthy life to live. So, anyway, the WORST times would be in the dead of night. I would get up, feeling as if I'd just walked through the Sahara dessert. It was like a furnace. Not the weather, my body! The fever would then subside after sweating lightly. But still for the next few days the fever came back and forth until Wednesday evening, it didn't come back and I'm still fever-free as I type this. So thank you God!

Well anyway, I've another story from college. Well, some weeks ago I went up to college to ask some questions about next semester and about a scholarship. After that, I went to my room in the Residence Building. Well, I didn't tell my roommate (R) I was coming back for a day or two. So when I entered the room, I instantly noticed things had been.... moved. First, his laptop and his books were on my desk along with his bag on my chair. Not only that, there were two towel racks, one above the other right. I occupied the towel rack above since I was the first one who moved in and he took the bottom one. But NOW, I noticed my towel and his have switched position! Lol. I was a little weirded out by that. I thought I was alone, until I heard water running in the shower. So I knocked on the door and called.

R: Oh, you're back? I thought you were on holiday, I thought you - why did you come back up?
Me: I had to check on some things in college.
R: Right, right okay...

I did not address him about the 'changes' as I didn't wanna cause awkwardness. So I just kept quiet and I went out after that for dinner. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't angry or anything. So the funny thing was when I came back, EVERYTHING was back to where they once were before I came back to Seremban for the holidays! I was like, oh he caught on! Lol.

But it was very considerate and nice of him to move everything back in order. I should be thankful he didn't use my stuff without my permission or maybe steal them, right? Lol. I just think that it was just so cute how he quickly changed everything back to normal after I came in abrubtly without him being informed. OH WELL :)

~Life may not be the party we'd wished for, but while we're living it, we might as well dance.

August 04, 2009

Believe what you think is true and not what you listen

On the 1st August 2009, again the federal reserve unit(FRU) was deployed around SOGO, Dataran Merdeka and a few more places to make sure that the 'peace' and the 'safety' of the people are not threaten by the Gerakan Mansuhkan ISA(GMI)..... For those of you that still do not know what I am talking about....... It's about the rallies held on last Saturday to hand a memorandum to the King. It was claimed to be a peaceful rally by the organizers....and I think it was!:) until the FRU started 'playing' their water guns and gas canons on the people-I think look cool and had a lot of fun but the thing is......... it was not a game.......because only the FRU had all the fun shooting but the GMI couldn't blast them back....they should at least be given a paintball gun:)










About 589 people were arrested and 44 people were underage meaning they are below 18!! Then, the next day, the government claimed that losses of revenues of about 200 million were estimated because of the GMI. I think that is an exaggeration and a complete story telling!



Besides that, I am completely annoyed by the news on local television that always portray the Pakatan Rakyat government as inefficient and corrupt..... You can always hear that the news reporting that the Selangor government of not doing their job right and the Penang's Kampung Buah Pala recent issue. Not done with the television and radio, now the government is charging many bloggers with reason such as seditious content......like the one that posted the claimed to be Teoh Beng Hock's tortured video......that blogger must be in a hot seat now...... I do not want to be charged with the same act so I will repent now by saying DO NOT 'BELIEVE' THE CONTENT CIRCULATED ON THE INTERNET, believe the television such as RTM 1 and RTM 2 which content has been approved by the government:) Hahaha.

I think more rallies would be held in future but they would be blasted by the FRU and they won't stand a chance. Nowadays, many people are very daring to voice out and go against the government but I think it's suicide braveness in our country. Enjoy your weekend in The Mist or MOS or watching Top Gear maybe, instead of joining rallies if you think you still want to be free and with your family. I have seen those who have tried their best to make a change but they end up losing everything. I salute the people who took risks and voice out their opinions in the rally but I think the best way to do it is in the next general election! Anyway who knows, maybe the government may start listening............

August 01, 2009

What is the purpose of RACE in a bill?

I received an e-mail that many of you out there may have already received one....... it's the race information that is written on the bill of the Pizza Hut Restaurant. My friends and I had a discussion once, on this same topic in school and they claimed that the rate of service charge and taxes that Pizza Hut charges on the customers are based on the race information written on the bill..... As usual, it remained as a discussion only.....then I wonder, but, if what they claimed was true, why didn't other people bring the matter up? Other people didn't know about it?......I don't think so because there are definitely many people out there who have received the same e-mail.

The following are some pictures that were attached in the e-mail:



As alleged by the e-mail I received, the word C was claimed to be Chinese


Therefore, the help of the readers are needed to help to checkout on the receipt whether the accusation made are true or it is just to check which race is eating a lot of pizzas. Before signing out, a word of advice.... Please do take care of yourself because it's the very pandemic H1N1 (aka BABI FLU) season and do not be ashamed to wear a mask... Wearing a mask doesn't make you an Optimus Prime but it may save your life so 'Jaga muka or pentingkan kesihatan?'. If any information was obtained please leave them as comment.

Virus mask given out free by the health officers

(IF NEED TO BUY, I UNDERSTAND WHY MALAYSIAN WON'T WEAR BUT IT'S FREE....)



The Politician.

July 27, 2009

A very frightened Malaysian abroad writes...

(The following posts was taken directly from malaysiakini.com.)

The author(s) WILL NOT be held responsible for actions taken by anyone or party reading this article.


I HAVE been meaning to pen some thoughts for some time now, to let people actually read the views of the typical 'overseas Malaysian' who is kept away. I realise that my email is rather long, but I do hope that you would consider publishing it (and also keep my name private!).

I shall start by telling a little about my background. Mine is a rather sad tale – of a young Malaysian full of hope and patriotic enthusiasm, which is slowly but surely trickling away.

I am very different from many other non-bumiputeras, as I was given tremendous opportunities throughout my childhood. Born into a middle-class Chinese but English-speaking family, I grew up with all the privileges of imported books, computers, piano/violin lessons and tuition teachers.

My parents insisted that I should be exposed to a multi-racial education in a national school. In my time, my urban national school (a missionary school) was a truly happy place – where the Malays, Chinese and Indian students were roughly equal in proportion. We played and laughed with each other, and studied the history of the world together during Form 4, with one interesting chapter dedicated to Islamic history.

Though 75% of my teachers were Malays, I never really noticed. My Malay teachers were the kindest to me – teaching me well and offering me every possible opportunity to develop. I led the district teams for English and Bahasa Malaysia debating competitions. I was the only non-Malay finalist in the Bahasa Malaysian state-level elocution competition. My Malay teachers encouraged me to transfer to a government residential school (sekolah berasrama penuh) so as to enable me to maximise my academic potential. I refused because I was happy where I was, so they made me head prefect and nominated me as a 'Tokoh Pelajar Kebangsaan'. Till this day, I am absolutely certain that it was the kindness of all my Malay teachers which made me a true Malaysian.

I excelled at school and was offered a Singaporean government scholarship to study overseas. I turned them down because I wanted to ensure that I would remain a 'true Malaysian' in the eyes of Malaysia. So I accepted a Malaysian government scholarship to study at Oxford University.

Throughout my three years as an undergraduate, the officers at the MSD looked after me very well, and was always there to offer support. I graduated with first class honours, and was offered a job with a leading investment bank. The JPA released me from my bond, so as to enable me to develop my potential. I shall always be grateful for that. I worked hard and rose in rank. My employer sent to me to Harvard University for postgraduate study and I climbed further up their meritocratic ladder.

Now I am 31 years old and draw a comfortable monthly salary of US$22,000. Yet, I yearn to return home. I miss my home, my family, my friends, my Malaysian hawker food and the life in Malaysia. I have been asked many times by Singaporean government agencies to join them on very lucrative terms, but I have always refused due to my inherent patriotism.

Crushing down

I really want to return home. I have been told by government-linked corporations and private companies in Malaysia that at best, I would still have to take a 70% pay cut if I return to Malaysia to work. I am prepared and willing to accept that. My country has done a lot for me, so I should not complain about money.

But of late, my idealistic vision of my country has really come crashing down, harder and faster than ever before.

I read about the annual fiasco involving non-bumiputera top scorers who are denied entry to critical courses at local universities and are offered forestry and fisheries instead. (My cousin scored 10A1's for SPM and yet was denied a scholarship).

I read about Umno Youth attacking the so-called meritocracy system because there are less than 60% of Malay students in law and pharmacy, whilst conveniently keeping silent about the fact that 90% of overseas scholarship recipients are Malays and that Malays form the vast majority in courses like medicine, accountancy and engineering at local universities.

I read about the Higher Education Minister promising that non-bumiputera Malaysians will never ever step foot into UiTM.

I read about a poor Chinese teacher's daughter with 11A1's being denied a scholarship, while I know some Malay friends who scored 7A's and whose parents are millionaires being given scholarships.

I read about the brilliant Prof KS Jomo (right), who was denied a promotion to Senior Professor (not even to Head of Department), although he was backed by references from three Nobel Prize winners. Of course, his talent is recognised by a prestigious appointment at the United Nations.

I read about Umno Youth accusing Chinese schools of being detrimental to racial integration, while demanding that Mara Junior Science Colleges and other residential schools be kept only for Malays.

I read about the Malay newspaper editors attacking the private sector for not appointing enough Malays to senior management level, whilst insisting that the government always ensure that Malays dominate anything government-related.

I read that at our local universities, not a single vice-chancellor or deputy vice-chancellor is non-Malay.

I read that in the government, not a single secretary-general of any ministry is non-Malay. The same goes for all government agencies like the police, armed forces, etc.

I read about Umno screaming for the Malay Agenda, but accusing everyone else of racism for whispering about equality.

I tremble with fear

I read about a poor Indian lady having to pay full price for a low-cost house after being dispossessed from a plantation, whilst Malay millionaires demand their 10% bumiputera discount when buying RM2 million bungalows in a gated community.

I read about my beloved national schools becoming more and more Islamic by the day, enforced by overzealous principals.

I read about my Form 4 World History (Sejarah Dunia) syllabus, which now contains only one chapter of world history, with Islamic history covering the rest of the book.

As I read all this, I tremble with fear. I love my country and long to return. I am willing to take a 70% pay cut. I am willing to face a demotion. I honestly want to contribute my expertise in complex financial services and capital markets. But really, is there a future for me, for my children and for their children? I am truly frightened.

I can deal with the lack of democracy, the lack of press freedom, the ISA, our inefficient and bureaucratic civil service, our awful manners and even a little corruption. But I cannot deal with racism in my homeland.

I think this is the single biggest factor which is keeping people like myself away. And bear in mind – there are so many of us (researchers, scientists, bankers, economists, lawyers, academics, etc.).

What people read about in Malaysia (like Dr Terence Gomez) is but the tiniest tip of the iceberg.

You will be amazed to know about Malaysians denied JPA scholarships (which would have made them civil servants), took loans to attend Ivy League universities, but who are later asked to advise our government (on IT, economics, etc.) at fees running to millions of US dollars. Such information will never be published because it is politically incorrect.

As a Christian, I pray for God's blessing on this great country of ours. I pray that He blesses our leaders with the foresight and humanity to see that this will not work and cannot continue. I pray that they will have the strength to make our country a home for all Malaysians and that they will have mercy for the poor, including the non-Malays. I pray for true racial harmony and acceptance (not just tolerance) in Malaysia. - Yours sincerely, A very frightened Malaysian abroad.


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