Every year the number of SPM candidates who obtained straight A's increases and this year a Malay girl got 20A's! Wow, isn't she 'smart'. I noticed most of the Chinese people who has straight A's goes overseas and some just pursue their studies locally in private collages. Some that can't afford or prefer to continue their studies in school just go back to form 6. Basically, everybody that wants a qualification will go and study something, somewhere.
I heard and did the Additional Mathematics paper and everyone said it was not easy. But when the results were announced, it was very suprising that it still appear to be good but some didn't even finish the paper and a lot of questions were not done. Same goes to other subjects such as English, Biology, Physics and Chemistry. The government try to give hard questions but everybody ended up getting good results so what did the hard question actually do? I wonder too.
When the results goes bad, the graph goes down and everyone obtains excellent results. Anyway, SPM doesn't promise us anything eventhou one gets straight A's. Scholarship, yea maybe, continue school.......get ready to face one of the most difficult exam in the world STPM, private- got extra cash, no prob. The most important thing is when one finishes SPM, do the right decision on what he or she likes doing and not just doing something just because he/ she was forced by other people. Any regrets on the decision one makes after SPM would result in severe waste of money and time, the worst case is, it may put one's future on the line.
To wrap-up, SPM does not mean one has just finish the tiring part of life, but it is a part where one must do many important and heavy decisions which will determine where he or she will go next. The most simplest way to say it is SPM= Nothing......
March 23, 2009
March 10, 2009
Take care for now.
~Warren
In two days time, my SPM mates of 2008 and I will be receiving our results. Some of us are very nervous, some of us are very cool. Both sides are very natural. In my case, I dunno what I feel. I do realise the day is coming, but I'm like "Oh, okay". I guess I'm sorta excited and nervous about it, but not something that I can't sleep at night about, you know. I do take my SPM seriously, I did the stuff I needed to do to prepare for it. So, this would be mixed feelings? Good grief, am I this emotionally difficult?
And after my results, it's National Service. Again, another thing I feel very mixed about. People tell me good and bad things about this programme. One thing I'm sure about this is that I would have rather not been chosen because I could have entered college earlier. But now, I don't wanna postpone like some of my friends because what if they would call you back in the future? You wouldn't know. You can't be too sure. So just in case, I thought I'd rather get over this now than to spend a fraction of my 20s doing this programme with a bunch of 18-year-olds.
Whatever the case is, I lift them up to my Lord and hope that I'll be carried through. I hope I'll meet good friends there in NS.
These few months, you can say I've been thinking deeply about the future (or what many people these days say abusively.... "emo") especially among my friends. I tried looking 5 years from now when tight schedules are rampant and I sorta saw a decreased circle of friends. That made me sad because I know it's a possibility that the friends I see now, could very well turn into a hello-goodbye friendship. I'm talking about close friends here people.
Again, all this cannot be foreseen perfectly. We can make assumptions but we can never know for sure.
Well, this will probably be my last post until NS ends in June. Jeremy, if you're reading this, please post stuff up like once in two weeks at least, when Kel and I are away. I wish you all the very best in your SPM and STPM results, fellow readers. See you all when I get back... you know, when I'm bald and dark. Oh man now I've got something to be sad about, lolz.
Take care now, people! Au Revoir!
In two days time, my SPM mates of 2008 and I will be receiving our results. Some of us are very nervous, some of us are very cool. Both sides are very natural. In my case, I dunno what I feel. I do realise the day is coming, but I'm like "Oh, okay". I guess I'm sorta excited and nervous about it, but not something that I can't sleep at night about, you know. I do take my SPM seriously, I did the stuff I needed to do to prepare for it. So, this would be mixed feelings? Good grief, am I this emotionally difficult?
And after my results, it's National Service. Again, another thing I feel very mixed about. People tell me good and bad things about this programme. One thing I'm sure about this is that I would have rather not been chosen because I could have entered college earlier. But now, I don't wanna postpone like some of my friends because what if they would call you back in the future? You wouldn't know. You can't be too sure. So just in case, I thought I'd rather get over this now than to spend a fraction of my 20s doing this programme with a bunch of 18-year-olds.
Whatever the case is, I lift them up to my Lord and hope that I'll be carried through. I hope I'll meet good friends there in NS.
These few months, you can say I've been thinking deeply about the future (or what many people these days say abusively.... "emo") especially among my friends. I tried looking 5 years from now when tight schedules are rampant and I sorta saw a decreased circle of friends. That made me sad because I know it's a possibility that the friends I see now, could very well turn into a hello-goodbye friendship. I'm talking about close friends here people.
Again, all this cannot be foreseen perfectly. We can make assumptions but we can never know for sure.
Well, this will probably be my last post until NS ends in June. Jeremy, if you're reading this, please post stuff up like once in two weeks at least, when Kel and I are away. I wish you all the very best in your SPM and STPM results, fellow readers. See you all when I get back... you know, when I'm bald and dark. Oh man now I've got something to be sad about, lolz.
Take care now, people! Au Revoir!
March 09, 2009
Absence:)
Dear readers,
I'll be away for 3 months and so is warren due to the national service that we didn;t sign up for:) so yea hopefully jeremy will be posting... so yea... we'll continue posting as soon as we come back... and i hope that there's lotsa stories:) till then...
I'll be away for 3 months and so is warren due to the national service that we didn;t sign up for:) so yea hopefully jeremy will be posting... so yea... we'll continue posting as soon as we come back... and i hope that there's lotsa stories:) till then...
March 05, 2009
Driving.
~Warren
First of all, yay God for guiding me in my driving and I've now passed. Whoopy!
Now, from what I've gone through, I'm not a natural driver. I can drive but I'm just not natural like my brother who by the way, is a good driver with good automobile knowledge. I hope I drive responsibly and carefully in the future. Becoming a driver is a good feeling and I was most excited about it.
Until the JPJ test.
Drivers, you know when you're being tested, you drive up a slope and you brake at the peak, pull the handbrake up, and play with the accelerator and the clutch to drive all the way up? Yeah, I had trouble with that during lessons and it made me sad each time the engine stalls in between. I finally got the hang of it after much coaching from my driving instructor, Uncle Frankie. Well on that day, unfortunately I got a rather old Kancil with a loose accelarator and clutch, so the engine stalled twice on the peak of the slope. Thank goodness they don't fail you for that. In the end, I managed to bet through it and passed all three tasks (going up the slope, parking and the 3-point
turn).
Next was town-driving. I was okay about it really, no nerves going haywire.
Until I was in the car with a female examiner.
The woman seemed okay at first until she opened her mouth and blabbed. Holiness, you guys, I have never been so angry with someone before. Usually, I'm a cool-headed person. But I was PISSED with this &@!%%$&$!
I wanted to adjust the mirrors that was on her side and she went "ya (the A word)! Kenapa tak buat tadi? Kan saya tak de?" I was like "oh" but in my head, "how do I know that you will give me marks if I'd done it when you weren't looking? LIKE HELLO! SOME brains, if you please!". This was fine. Then when I was driving, she criticised that I drove like a 'bingai' and 'mabuk'.
Bingai means a person who is stupid, dumb, idiot who is smelly and the latter means drunk.
That was when my anger flared. I couldn't concentrate on the road. I was hot sulphur. What a rude, disrespectful, unprofessional piece of trash! I was so pissed that I couldn't even say a word after that. I just drove back, ignoring her "tukar gear!" and "jalan!" and "cepat!" and "eh, you faham bahasa tak?". I was going a bit fast in the school and she started "eh! brake sikit, BRAKE! Nanti kena langgar baru tau! AHHH (with that hideous accent)"
In my head, "Do you want your brains splattered all over the windscreen? Already I'm so tense, and here you are annoying the intestines out of me! And look, you aren't even wearing your seat belt! You'd be the first to die if I got into an accident THANKS TO YOU!!!"
I think I'd hang her if she didn't pass me. She passed me. Me, being a nice soft person which I regretted terribly later, automatically said "sorry" like a dumb dumb.
AND GUESS WHAT THE THING SAID NEXT : "(the A word), sorry apa?! tak pandu betul, 100 tahun pun tak boleh pass!"
I got out of the car, sent my papers in, gave my instructor some other paper, and waited for my Dad, fuming in the process.
This lady gave me her bitter shitty attitude out of nothing from start to finish. If you're having a bad day, SO??? Don't take it out on me! I'm just an innocent driver hoping to pass! If you're having that time of the month thing, don't go shooting your mouth off to me, thinking you're some queen, deal with the problem yourself! If you hate your job, like I give a rat's fart, QUIIITTTT!!!!! NO ONE'S FORCING YOU TO BE EMPLOYED!!
The very least she could strain to do was be NICE! She could have said I wasn't a good driver. She could have said I was a bit careless. BUT NO! She decided to call me a dumb drunk driver! The hag didn't even crack a smile when she got into the car.
I have nothing in my head about JPJ or the government for that matter. The test was fine. The driving was fine. It's just that thing that sat next to me during my test!
I'm fine, people, I just needed to express the repressed fury. Honestly, I've actually toned down the words that went on in my head during the test.
On the bright side, I can drive legally now! :)
Till my next ramble, ciao!
First of all, yay God for guiding me in my driving and I've now passed. Whoopy!
Now, from what I've gone through, I'm not a natural driver. I can drive but I'm just not natural like my brother who by the way, is a good driver with good automobile knowledge. I hope I drive responsibly and carefully in the future. Becoming a driver is a good feeling and I was most excited about it.
Until the JPJ test.
Drivers, you know when you're being tested, you drive up a slope and you brake at the peak, pull the handbrake up, and play with the accelerator and the clutch to drive all the way up? Yeah, I had trouble with that during lessons and it made me sad each time the engine stalls in between. I finally got the hang of it after much coaching from my driving instructor, Uncle Frankie. Well on that day, unfortunately I got a rather old Kancil with a loose accelarator and clutch, so the engine stalled twice on the peak of the slope. Thank goodness they don't fail you for that. In the end, I managed to bet through it and passed all three tasks (going up the slope, parking and the 3-point
turn).
Next was town-driving. I was okay about it really, no nerves going haywire.
Until I was in the car with a female examiner.
The woman seemed okay at first until she opened her mouth and blabbed. Holiness, you guys, I have never been so angry with someone before. Usually, I'm a cool-headed person. But I was PISSED with this &@!%%$&$!
I wanted to adjust the mirrors that was on her side and she went "ya (the A word)! Kenapa tak buat tadi? Kan saya tak de?" I was like "oh" but in my head, "how do I know that you will give me marks if I'd done it when you weren't looking? LIKE HELLO! SOME brains, if you please!". This was fine. Then when I was driving, she criticised that I drove like a 'bingai' and 'mabuk'.
Bingai means a person who is stupid, dumb, idiot who is smelly and the latter means drunk.
That was when my anger flared. I couldn't concentrate on the road. I was hot sulphur. What a rude, disrespectful, unprofessional piece of trash! I was so pissed that I couldn't even say a word after that. I just drove back, ignoring her "tukar gear!" and "jalan!" and "cepat!" and "eh, you faham bahasa tak?". I was going a bit fast in the school and she started "eh! brake sikit, BRAKE! Nanti kena langgar baru tau! AHHH (with that hideous accent)"
In my head, "Do you want your brains splattered all over the windscreen? Already I'm so tense, and here you are annoying the intestines out of me! And look, you aren't even wearing your seat belt! You'd be the first to die if I got into an accident THANKS TO YOU!!!"
I think I'd hang her if she didn't pass me. She passed me. Me, being a nice soft person which I regretted terribly later, automatically said "sorry" like a dumb dumb.
AND GUESS WHAT THE THING SAID NEXT : "(the A word), sorry apa?! tak pandu betul, 100 tahun pun tak boleh pass!"
I got out of the car, sent my papers in, gave my instructor some other paper, and waited for my Dad, fuming in the process.
This lady gave me her bitter shitty attitude out of nothing from start to finish. If you're having a bad day, SO??? Don't take it out on me! I'm just an innocent driver hoping to pass! If you're having that time of the month thing, don't go shooting your mouth off to me, thinking you're some queen, deal with the problem yourself! If you hate your job, like I give a rat's fart, QUIIITTTT!!!!! NO ONE'S FORCING YOU TO BE EMPLOYED!!
The very least she could strain to do was be NICE! She could have said I wasn't a good driver. She could have said I was a bit careless. BUT NO! She decided to call me a dumb drunk driver! The hag didn't even crack a smile when she got into the car.
I have nothing in my head about JPJ or the government for that matter. The test was fine. The driving was fine. It's just that thing that sat next to me during my test!
I'm fine, people, I just needed to express the repressed fury. Honestly, I've actually toned down the words that went on in my head during the test.
On the bright side, I can drive legally now! :)
Till my next ramble, ciao!
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