To fly or not to fly, that is the question

It all started as an innocent tryout, just for the fun of it.
I have never thought of myself as a pilot, and eventhough the Hong Kong drama 冲上云霄 was really cool and everything, I have only imagined myself for a split second when the drama was shown on NTV7, and that is it.
Never in my life have I imagined flying as a career, as a path of this unknown life.

After form 5, life was miserable. Not because of how it went, but because of what it resembled.
I had always imagined going some where after form 5, places like matriculation colleges to continue my IPTA expectations, or some other places like landing a scholarship to a private university where I can officially be a geek, or even better is to land something bigger like a scholarship to overseas. That would be a quite, dream come true. Very obviously, I failed in all of those and here I am typing all away still in my Batu Caves house, the breeze blowing on my oily face and I sit like a boss on my IKEA.
I officially ditched secondary high school by attending 2 weeks of Chong Hwa Form 6 for UTAR Foundation in Science. That time, I understand that I did not have the capacity to endure another excruciating 2 years at Chong Hwa, not unless I give up my pride. At that time, I was determined to get out of there, somewhere, anywhere. UTAR isn't too bad: it's a university and it offers FULL tuition waiver based on combined number of As. How I hoped other universities offer this kind of meritocracy too.

I must thank Ming Hor for somehow inspired and encouraged me to apply to States universities. Because of his little encouragement, I handed in at least 10 more scholarships to other private(local) universities too(I'm saving the states stuff to a later post). Needless to say, I was not even replied by most of them, except INTI who called me up and said no. You can't say that I'm blindly hopeful, because I was not. I expected none, and I am happy to even hear from them. For me, trying is just for the sake of trying, because it would be stupid not to try. I am truly grateful for that little push, as weird as it may seems, I actually enjoyed the process of applying. How great did I feel when I realize that I can easily make it to that school if I have the mullah, and was only denied because I could not afford it. I was even grateful for UTAR foundation's rigorous academic, albeit pale in comparison with A levels and STPM(duh?), to prove that I still have a little of brains to study. Hey suckers, I can fucking score if I want to(I know it's too late. sigh.). AirAsia? this was way earlier on December 2010.

Then suddenly after 3 months of silence, AirAsia surprised me with the tests and interviews and assessments. I do not feel like having a chance, because I was not competing with high school leavers, the players consist of working adults, graduate students and a hell lot of aviation enthusiasts. Heck, I did not even know Airbus and Boeing are actually different companies! See, this is how unprepared I am. Before going to the first interview and after the notification of the first test, I reluctantly tried out for flight simulation. I did buy a joystick though! With a lot of zeal, I installed the flight simulation software(of course it's pirated) and even let my mum played it! It was fun, I must admit. WAS(so now you see how the post is going).

Even reaching the last stage, I was seriously hesitant about being accepted. I mean, I wear a spec, flown badly in the simulation, have no particular interest on aviation, and albeit talked like a boss, was never imagined in a pilot tuxedo. When doing the interview, everyone was sooooooo dammmmnnn passionate about flying. Have you heard of that new engine bla bla bla? Do you know they bought like 400 airplanes bla bla bla( I know about this though haha!)? So how many hours have you clocked in bla bla bla? OK lah I'm exaggerating a bit, but they really are more passionate than I am, or at least they pretend like they do. Hey, at that time I was suddenly an aviation geek too!

Receiving the offer was a hell of a big shock.
Seriously if that offer came in like 1 month earlier, it would have changed the whole course of my life and I'm now in Kota Bharu, Kelantan. But it didn't.
Okay, I did think about what to do if I got the offer, in my showers. You know, where I make my life decisions. That time, I was telling myself "You won't get it, and if you do, consider about it only after getting that offer. You will have the luxury of choice.". My point is life is never to think about what to do after you get some great offers or good stuff, but rather try to get it and think later. Holds true for everything that has no risks. Go and fight for the luxury of choice, rather than hallucinating the success.

I went to the briefing. I need to pay 240k Ringgit. I need to be bonded for 4 years after 2 years of academy. I will earn a lot compared to my peers. I have no job securities to worry. By 30, I will be captain and earn so much I will have to file in tax. I will be free when I'm 26, or more accurately 30 when I will realistically able to repay every freaking loan after coasting through my way to captain-ship luxuriously, enviable.

Every single person wanted me to be that successful guy. Mum was so excited she told everyone in Kampung. Aunt called up and congratulate me. Hands were shaken and gazes of awe was shone upon. To be frank, I enjoyed it for a while then. I do have a urge to take up the offer and just live my life like a pilot. I can make my mum so proud she can brag in front of those realistic relatives who compares only success by money and money solely. I can at last get away from KL, to stay alone on my own at a very very nice hostel with friends. I can stop worrying about my pocket money: I can buy chatime for my whole class, belanja TGIF everyday and wear posh Topshop. Dad can then proudly tell his friends that he has a pilot son who flies around the globe! Lastly, I can stare at pretty air stewardess til I'm sick of them.

It was THE rational move. Which fuck head would give up that 1 in a freaking motherfucker gazillion chance?!
If you know me well, I am only partially rational in the inside.
I gave myself an allowance of a week to think it through.
That week, I asked a lot of people. I asked myself countless times, pondering on this issue every second of it. I think about it when I shit, when I eat, when I sleep.
A lot, I mean 99.5% of people told me to just go for it. I can always pick up a degree later and start my investment when I have saved enough money. The job is so lucrative I can easily earn millions after 30s. I graduate nearly double of what my dad earns before he retired.
But that was never the path I have in mind. I did not imagine my life so mundane, even though luxurious and glamorous to a certain extend.
I asked myself, what about overseas studying? They say I will have so much money I can fly every month for vacation. And I would be bored to fly because I would be flying everyday every where then. But they don't get what I want! I don't want to just go some place and visit. I don't want to go there to just watch and then come back. I long the culture immersion. I crave their culture and practice. I want to experience living as not a Malaysian. Then come back Malaysia. I just want to go there and study. Not work not travel, study. It is not the same, for me it isn't.

Then I asked myself, what about the entrepreneur/business spirit inside of you? They say you can do business as a pilot too, and you will have a lot of capital by then. Business can't work without money you know, they mocked. And it's hard to do business! You will most definitely fail. At least as a pilot you earn so comfortably and by then you wouldn't want to earn more through business because you would have had so much money already!
But that was not what I have in mind. Entrepreneurship is a fun thing. I want to be an entrepreneur. I want to be like Tony Fernandez, not work under him. I want to be proud as a technopreneur, I want to TRY a startup, I want to feel the urge to work. I want to work 24/7! I am stupid, I favor working nonstop for what I love rather than working very little and earn a lot. Entrepreneurship is something I want to do for life, if I can. I enjoy the front page glamour as someone who tried to make a difference, not fly a plane.

The most important question is definitely - can I do all that while still being a pilot? Get the best out of both worlds?

The clear cut question is I can, when I am 30 years old. I will be free to do what I can when I reach that age, and have a lot of money to do so too.
But I don't want to. I am 20 now, I can start anything, any projects I want now, with no worries. I can think of any weird ideas, and find a bunch of mates to get it done. I can afford to FAIL.
If I start when I am 30, I worry that the fire in me will have died. I worry I will have a lot of burdens like parents, wive, kids and stuff that I cannot afford to give up. 30, I worry I will be unable to put down my secure job and jump into the fire pithole of insecurity. I will have so much to worry about rather than now. I can fail and start all over again when I'm 21. I can fail and start all over again when I'm 22. I can fail and start all over again when I'm 25. I can fail and start all over again when I'm 28. But 30 is another league of it's own. It means time for settlement, and time for shit to get serious. I cannot afford anything except a lot of materialistic hunger. In short, I cannot afford to FAIL.

The easiest way is to flip a coin. I did not do so, because I already knew what would happen if I did. If I be a pilot, I cannot live with the question of whether I can make it if I used the 10 years of my life to try things out. But if I go on with what I have now, I will not have that question. I know the life of a pilot already! I know how I will live that aviation career if I take the offer.
Hong Lee says I cannot regret any decisions. I will, if I take up the offer.
So in short, I gave up a whole future of financial stability for 10 years worth of try outs. Try outs to see if I can one day strike big, one day reach what I want.

OK now you can start the bashing like everyone else when they hear my decision.
Stupid, impractical, naive, insane, disillusioned.

In the end, I realized even if I fail, I can live the life of a normal engineer.
I love computers since young, affected by my eldest brother.
When I asked him to put himself in my shoe, he said he liked computer engineering since day one, and has never changed. He never gave me a clear answer, but I think I know already.
Do what you love, and only if you can't survive, resort to love what you do.
I'm pretty sure I can earn decently, maybe not as much as a pilot, maybe just a quarter of it or less, but I'm contented. I am satisfied with the notion of able to fend off money for dream. Not many have the courage to do so, and I am proud of myself.

To add a spice of cockiness:
All the recipients of the AirAsia Cadet Pilot offer was really, really, really good. There's a France scholar who went there for 8 years; a JPA US-bound scholar who gave up his offer to come to this; a Kings Abdullah scholar who went to UK to study for 5 years and was just back; a matriculation college guy who knows CheeTeck, and trust me he is damn smart too; a practicing engineer and another Nottingham-graduated engineer in the finance field; a male flight attendant who looks like Vin Diesel; and also a SPM leaver who got really awesome result too, I presumed.
I was the only one who rejected the offer. ;)

Can't wait til 10 years later when somebody makes the other half part, where the cereal guy throws up.

Nihhonggo

Today I joined a program that brings a group of Japanese High School students to tour around Kuala Lumpur.
When WaiHung posted on Facebook an inquiry for people interested to do this, I did not hesitate to join.
I knew this would be exciting and one in a lifetime.
And the 8 girls from Toyota Higashi High School, Aichi Prefecture are nothing less than fun, nice, cute and genuine.

Bringing them around Kuala Lumpur is not only an eye-opener, but also a life lesson for me.
When we were at Masjid Jamek, they took out the tudungs and clothes they had brought along and wore them when requested.
Even Nadia forgot to prepare for this.
As a result, we got into the mosque fairly quick although the visit was just so so.
Only one of them knows English(barely), so I ended up talking most with her and also another girl who walks in front of the team, whose name is Momoko.

They perfectly displayed their polite culture with their shyness and strict discipline.
While walking, they travelled together and did not complain.
Or I didn't understand their complains.
They were very friendly and funny, especially Miu who likes anime and knows One Piece like I do. They gave me a handmade card-book when they first saw me.
The cuteness? ineffable.

Nadia and I agreed that they look like 12 year olds than 17 year olds. They look very young and innocent, and they really are, happily joining the tour even though I suck at guiding.
I got lost 2 times and they did not look frustrated. Sorry!
With their eyes looking at me I can't help but to think that they are like children needing protection.

our only group photo

They are so different than the typical seventeens of Malaysia.
While we were either struggling with SPM, or just loitering around school wasting time when we were 17, we tend to try to be as mature as we can.
We want to be an adult, so we trade in our genuineness for so called maturity.
The normal 17 year olds from Malaysia like to "act cool", be like a boss, ordering people around or just desert themselves to divulge their emotional feelings.
Stupid emo kids. I personally regard them as the most stupid group of person in the world.
These Japanese, albeit 17, they have shown the innocent and sincerity of a child, revealing their real self during the whole trip.

No pretending to be ladylike during the fish spa, but screaming funnily when the fishes tickle their legs.
No complaining of heat except from me, which sweat a lot less compared to them.
No unreasonable lowballing or haggling with the stores, they buy if they can afford and not ask for special "discounts".
No undermining of our culture or heritage, nor underscoring of their country's supremacy over ours from them, but looks of awe whenever they visit the sites.

Being vigilant about their surrounding - they cautiously consumed the Muachi I belanja them (probably questioning the hygiene of the stall) - the Japanese are still courteous.
The total opposite are the hawkers at Petaling Street, harassing all the girls as usual and embarrassing me as a Malaysian.

In the end of our trip, we went to KLCC as they requested.
They did not do any shopping, but rather they gathered around in a circle, conferring in Japanese and handed me an envelope saying "Thank you for the day, and this is some money from us.".
I was stunned because I was actually paid by the program for the job. Nadia and I definitely refused to accept the money, while we explain that we had a great time accompanying them around KL.
They ended up buying pen for each of us. So sweet!
Because of printing the photo we took at Central Market, we were late to go back to the hotel. We basically ran back from the station to the hotel, and they did not blame me for it, even though it is my job to bring them back on time.
Our clothes were all wet when we reached the hotel because of the running, but they seem like they had a great time. Talk about being nice, they are in my top list!

I definitely enjoyed the experience, and learned to be as sincere as my heart can be.
I reevaluated my values because of them, as treating another person with a candid heart will brighten up their spirits, like how they had made me forget about my empty stomach and enjoy the trip too.
I wish we could all stay young at heart forever. I wish we could just believe in the good instead of the bad.
Emotional includes happiness, for those who had forgotten.

 Say no to fakers. even if it will only be true in my dreams.

Domo Arigatou!

Momoko

Satoka

Mizuki

Kotomi

Risa

Miu

Yuna

Miki

Perspective

经历了数个领袖训练营，可以说历练多了一点点，见识广了一些些。
其中一个我见到的东西就是，本地和外国毕业生的差别。

在领袖训练里的主讲人、导师，十个有十一个都是外国名校毕业。
我多么希望看到本地大专毕业的企业家也来给给我们人生道理，企业哲学。
可惜，我没见到。

这个铁一般的事实，就如我哥哥所说的，就是学生观念的问题。

在国内大专，毕业生讨论的是哪一个公司福利较好，工钱最高，地点又方便。
他们的视线往往只是局限在受聘和升级，少了打拼创业的精神。
国外毕业生，我讨论的大多以欧美和英国为主的，却持有另一番思路。
他们讨论的是如何创业，如何社交，如何达到高峰。
敢敢闯，敢敢试，区别了本地与国外大专生。

本地工程师毕业后，讨论要去新加坡，槟城还是吉隆坡。
到底要跟谁工作，要怎样的薪水。
来来去去考虑的只有自己领域的公司，从不跨步其他领域。
外国工程师毕业后，讨论要搞什么公司，开创什么生意路。
思考到底要哪里创业，需要和哪些人联系，要投入多少资金。
不愿打工，更愿意吃苦自己当老板。

这里就是为什么我国的企业家的幅度，数量和涵盖范围无法媲美外国。

我们比较保守，比较踏实，知道不能一步登天。
我们务实，努力工作，求得信任，盼望上司的重视。
不好高骛远，不无谓冒险，更加不放手一搏。

这样的生活，发不了达。
这样的想法，出不了头。
这样的观念，难闯青天。

我倒觉得这样枉了青春。
二十出头，年轻力壮，时间就是本钱。
如果不试着闯一闯，对不起自己。
为什么要害怕失去那一两万，而不自己开公司创业呢？
就那好几年的工钱，不值闯荡所得到的经验和历练吗？
不试试，怎么发现自己其实是潜力股呢？


不要害怕浪费那一两年的时间，因为成功的回酬远远高过一世打工的微薄工资。
浪费，根本就是错误的词。

不要再讨论哪个人比较出名，哪一个社团比较厉害。
不要再比较哪一套戏比较好看，哪一个笑话你还没看过。
不要成天呆着看戏，facebook。

讨论ideas吧！让梦想飞吧！
因为我可以，我愿意，所以我能。
因为死不了，就还好。

p.s.：为了在这片文章补充我的cockiness，我要注明我说的外国名校，真的是Harvard，Cambridge，Oxford，Imperial 和 UNSW 这些大名字。不是Taylor's。 :p

Undilah!

Life decisions are always made in shower 1

That previous post is about what I was playing around, joining all sorts of stuff.
Nothing like "hey look at this I'm the boss I'm so cool because I'm organizing and this is the shit" stuff, because well, I suck. I did not organize anything recently.

Instead, I am going through 3 things:

AirAsia Cadet Pilot Interview

AAA

So I applied for AirAsia's Cadet Pilot last December, which is 9 months ago. They took 2 months to inform me that I would be taking the test on May. In which, I did not prepare at all 99% because I was lazy. In the end, I forked out 1 whole day studying SPM mathematics and physics just so that I wouldn't fail miserably.
But miraculously, I was informed that I succeeded entering the second stage of the process, which is the interview.

A little sneak peak into the hall

The interview was, normal. However, I have to say that I am quite lucky. I did not get any interrogation or humiliation from the captains, probably because at the time of my interview, it was near lunch hour and other captains weren't available to make my life miserable. Not so lucky for others. I heard they were pressured and asked very very tough questions like "Why do you want to be a pilot?" and when you say passion etc, they will bombard you with " why are you lying to me?", and may even call you stupid.
My toughest question is "If there's only one parachute and you are on a plummeting plane together with your father, what will you do?".
Naturally, I had to go with "I'm very filial and I love my dad so much it doesn't matter if I die bla bla bla".
Just when I thought the 40-minute of random chit chatting with 2 pilot captains will be my last trip to the building with an Airbus on its rooftop and an F1 race car in its lobby known as AirAsia Academy, a fortnight later an email told me I was selected to attend the third stage of the process, which is the ADAPT and MPL pretest.

For those non-aviation people like me and my fellow readers, ADAPT and MPL pretest basically means multitasking a lot of jobs using your hand, mind, eye, ear, mouth, leg.
Here's another photo of me playing Captain:

sorry I know I look good.

The Symbiotics' Englishman (people that runs the ADAPT and MPL pretest) sent me an email with a handbook, enumerating all the stages in ADAPT. Trust me it ain't eating a pie.
So that was also why I took up the flight simulation deal from ilovediscounts.my and went directly after volunteering at the KL Marathon.

The whole shit took me 4 hours to finish, and I was killed by the simulation stage. After a rigorous interview and a couple of unexpectedly easy English tests, I was forced to do mind arithmetic and pattern recognition, while maneuvering a flight and answering questions, at the same time reporting my status and simultaneously handle error messages that popped out of the touch screens.
I flunked it, big time. I reckon myself very lucky for not crashing the plane on screen.

And yesterday, here's a bomb AK dropped on me:

nope, not going to tell you the results.

So I get to wait another 2 weeks to get my result. Whether this will change my life course, or NOT.
Most probably not. I don't really mind actually. If I'm accepted I'll fly to Canada, if not, life's in UTAR's doing pretty well for me right now. I have nothing to lose.

I like life decisions made like this. It's so random!
Never crossed my mind that I will be, maybe, having a chance to fly as a career. I do not even fond of flying in the first place! I just think of it as a cool career, and there's a tendency I'll regret in later years.
But hey, what's life without regrets, right.
I have no slightest idea that I will be going this far, and I am proud to be able to say that I have been through the whole cadet pilot selection process, even if I ended up not going anywhere.
That notion is cool enough for me to brag to others. I like that idea.



*p.s.: Thanks to ChenLi for reminding me to post some shit up my blog, during XieWen's birthday party. Today is her official birthday. Happy Birthday XieWen and Malaysia!

Like this lah!

So how's my life going recently? Like this lah!

Here's a little collection of photos about what I have been going through, reverse chronologically:

Merdeka Palm Print for Charity in UTAR!

Course VS Course - Tug of War!

Joined UTAR Math's Competition!(Of course I lost..)

Volunteered in Famine 30!!

20 person movie session!

《孝道舞台剧》 by Desiree!

Volunteered in Stand.Chart. KL Marathon!!

World's Tallest Indoor Tube Slide!

YLA!

Carol's Birthday at FullHouse!

Emceed for UTAR Talent Night!

Youth Nation Summit!

2010-2011 UTAR

Getting from high school to university has been a big struggle for me.
2010 was the year when everything seems so blurred and messed up and I wish I can relive it.
I rue the day I did not go the full distance for what I want.

That's just for me, as I see a lot of friends having smooth transitions to college.

2010 was also the year I joined UTAR. I embarked on this journey with a peculiar manner. Due to late payment of bills, I was bluntly rejected by the office from joining the foundation course as Electrical and Electronic Engineering class was full. Being me, firmly detest to endure the painful form 6 and vexatious Chong Hwa, I had decided to join Uniten and loan my way to degree. Just on the day I wanted to apply online, UTAR gave me a call and said there's a vacancy because another person turned down the foundation course. Of course I took it immediately, and I appeared in UTAR PJ the upcoming week.

Coping with the environment was not difficult. There is a lot of ChongHwa-ian in UTAR, and being in the same tutorial class with Chun Ming did help. TZ17 was awesome, everyone was so friendly and outspoken. I had a very delighting time studying with them, especially the hardworking JiaJiun, Sashi and Sze Mun. They have been really good note provider HAHAHA. I'm bad.

And then there's also KimTat and ZiSong who were in the same lecture class as mine. Lepak at the mamak was the norm for the first few weeks, but then I hated the mucky environment and expensive yet suckish food. I don't like inhaling exhaust fumes too(morning is still ok). We resorted to canteen, which sells buns with half the sausage and half the sesame. Economy rice stall is not bad, considering average price per plate is RM3. Needless to say, it isn't very fulfilling for people with big appetite.

The major thing about a University is the lecturer, right? I mean, no use having world class facility without knowledgeable teachers. The lecturers in PJ UTAR are generally helpful, warm and knows what they are talking about. This is very important for me, as I hate to ask a teacher who do not know how to answer my question and brings me all the way to Holland. I am no fan of Netherlands.

There will always be one or two lecturers who are pains in butts, and their ultimate goal in the university is to annoy you. Not uncommon, so we just lived with it. Trust me, all the way better than the discrimination and injustice you get from Public University. I have 2 brothers studied at UTM, so I know.
I take this chance to convey my gratitude to Ms Wong Jing Tyng, Mr Chong Yee Ting, Ms Pua Gaik Hong, Ms Hor Sze Wang, Pn Sharifah,Mr Ch'ng Han Siong, Mr Yu Yong Poh, Ms Neik Ting Xiang, Mr Mok Ru Kai and Ms Suvitha.
They will give you a satisfying answer, if you have any doubts that need clearing.
(Miss Wong is HOD so you can ask any management or office queries too)

Office and management efficiency is up to expectations, if not better. PJ management is good and transactions regarding any matter has been breezy easy. Maybe because we know the HOD(head of department), so things are generally easier done.
I cannot say the same for Setapak KL UTAR.

UTAR: creatively inspiring? no. thought provoking? no. academically/research challenging? no. All-rounder liberal arts approach? dream on. lenglui? handful la imo, hehe. value for money? big YES.


I had not been proactive in joining clubs and societies, as academic is my major concern. Landing a scholarship is top class priority. My extra curricular activities mostly take place at TGV or GSC. Sometimes some outing with friends.
People, you know who you are, thank you for being nice and cool and outgoing! Hopefully I will be able to see you in my campus. Too bad some of you guys transferred to other uni.

ZiSong has miraculously appeared in every photo.

Foundation course was not EXTRAFUCKINGOMGSHITTY hard, but definitely requires labor. If anyone is certain about studying locally, a foundation in science of UTAR definitely prepares you adequately. As far as I am concern, my foundation is admissible to any other private colleges or unis. They only look at your MONEY la bro, as long as you have the cash you can admit(not so sure about UTP and Sunway). Still generally true, personal experience.(kesian but I don't have)

Yes, people don't speak much English here. Yes, some people do speak Manglish here. Nonetheless, the lecturers make an effort to try their best to instill the idea of speaking English. It's all up to you here to brush up your English.

UTARians, PLEASE don't blame the uni. It's you that are not fucking English hard enough. It is definitely your fault for having a bad English. So love and embrace the language, you will find it returning your love in the future. (I can't even find a English Language Society or its kind over here zzzz)


1 year over here may not be the most well spent, but definite not a waste. So people, UTAR is definitely one of the better choice. If you score a 3.5 and above here, you will be at 90% percentile already compared to your normal IPTS friends, academic wise. SERIOUSLY.



Current status? chilling at UTAR KL, grumbles of the management start to sprout. There are more Ir.Dr.Prof. here, and they have given me a positive image for the first 2 weeks.


tl;dr - UTAR, good choice!

One Piece

Have you watched Fast Furious 5?

In one of the scenes, the bad guy says,
"They will fight back hard when they have nothing to lose.
So I will give them something. Something to lose.
And that is how I control them."

After scoring 2 semester of four flat, I was having a strong foreboding that I will trip in the 3rd.
No matter how easy the syllabus or how I work like I usually does, I just have a hunch that I will have get a perfect result.
I know God likes to play with me.
And yes, I have been less intense (yawn) for the whole semester 3.
Can't really blame anyone, if I study 24/7 I will definitely ace it.

But losing something you have requires ample anaesthetic.
Having a 2 semester of 4 flat makes me yearn more of a perfect four.
There is definitely pain when I saw the result.
A pang to not getting what I want, again.

People like to say it is good enough already.
Some others say they scored even lower so I should just STFU.
To put it in (some of)your shoes, lower down the calibre and think it this way.

Imagine, you have passed the passing mark of 2.00 by a whisker, for 2 semester.
You don't have any fail subjects as you have struggled and managed to get through the 2 semesters.
However, coming to the last semester, you flunked a subject for let say, 2 marks.
and you failed the CGPA. Now, you have to repeat the whole semester and lag behind your associates by half a year.
That's pretty much how I am feeling currently.

If I have nothing to lose initially, then this wouldn't be the situation.


//below are few real lansi stuff, considered by some lah. If you don't like me then you better don't continue reading.

Superlative :

/*
I am still dawdling here.
My friends are getting a 4 pointer in STPM.
And I am very sure there will be some from matriculation as well.
They are acing at examinations which have higher levels than UTAR.
I still flunk at UTAR.
That just proves how low I am in the pyramid.

That's just a few of the people I know.
There's friends gaining acceptance to LSE.
Friends with an ASEAN scholarship.
Friends going India under JPA.
Friends having all A* for A-levels.
Friends with 4 flat at Singapore.
Not to mention the people I know that are offered admittance to Harvard and other Ivy Leagues.
crème de la crème.

How about me?
Laughing at myself scoring a stupid score in UTAR.
Yes, it is plain disgrace to myself.
I am so so so low in the pyramid.
Can't even make a Foundation course right.
*/

so I LOL.

Anyhow, I guess that means see you in Setapak.
The place I have been for 16 years, and counting.

Not all hopes are lost.
I still have nothing to lose.(it's a good thing in case you don't get it)

:)

Dear college professors.. (stolen from 9gag)

Good friends

Beep and munnah gone

Today was an OK day.
It was a big day for some, and boring one for the other, I guess.
People come people go, just like raindrops fall and river flows.
Sushi King is having its annual Bonanza, being a sucker for Wasabi (at the same time bragging it to KtOng and KaiSern) how can I miss it?

I like going to class. Consequently for not being a bad boy like the other 2 dudes skipping classes, I have to find my way back home myself.
Chit chatted with Storm and Evon in the LRT. Decisions decisions.

Arriving at the LRT station, the forever-late bus to my area miraculously appeared at the bus stand and seems prepared to depart. I quickly bustled in with the other passengers, beeping my TnG card to pay for the fare.
Out of a sudden, another driver (not the one sitting at the driver seat) , came up the bus and started getting mad at the passengers(WTF?).

He said he's really pissed at customers who didn't listen to instructions.
He informed passengers about the new feature on RapidKL bus, which will replace the ticket paying system using cash with TnG cards.
He said he has been spreading the news for a month and a half already, and today one psycho passenger just ticked his nerves.
The passenger got on board of one of the bus which has it's cash paying ticketing system removed (meaning only TnG entries allowed), and was not willing to buy for a TnG for mere RM5.
That passenger argued that he do not take bus often, and buying a TnG card is redundant, adding that removing the system was troublesome as well as inconsiderate.
The driver advised him that there was nothing he can do about it, and insisted for the passenger to buy a TnG card.
The obstinate passenger was denied entrance, as he didn't want to pay for the TnG card. (eventhough it's free.)
OK now it's time for you to guess what the passenger did after that.
scroll done for surprise.







He freaking sneak attacked the bus and threw a big stone directly to the bus!
He broke the bus' mirror window, and the driver didn't mention what happened to him later.
I guess he got away. tsk.

What an arse.



Some people are just plain insane. Reasons and facts can't seem to fit into their right minds.
First of all, the TnG card is free. The RM5 you paid will be credited into the card, and you can pay for the bus ticket.
The main reason for RapidKL company to implement such a system is to prevent embezzlement of the bus drivers.
Previously when we pay cash, the driver would collect the money and print a carbon copy ticket for us.
The thing is, some passengers just don't bring the exact amount and require the driver to return the change in fare.
So some drivers would just take RM10 from the customers and return RM9 to him from his own pocket.
And sometimes they forget to put in the RM1 into the cash box too.
Not to mention some drivers earn "extra money" by printing the tickets but collecting the ticket fares into their own wallet.
There's no transparency, and in the end of the day the company is at lost.
imagine 2000 drivers, everyone makan RM200.
that's RM400k flowing out from RapidKL.
For prevention, they came up with this system where customers pay directly to the company and board the train just by swiping the TnG card.
Bus fares are deducted automatically and accurately as the bus is equipped with GPS. (Malaysia boleh!)

And I still can't understand why the passenger would go to such an extend.
Especially when there's a 20% discount when you pay using TnG!
80 cents are deducted for a RM1 trip if you are using TnG.
How good is that. Not to mention when you return the card, you'll get back RM2!
Mystery mystery. I guess he had nothing to do and just wanted to vent his unknown anger at someone?
How hard is it to fork out RM5 to get a 20% discount off bus fares, all the money is still in the card, and you can take back RM2 when you return the card to the counter??
Very hard for him.



Humans, weird creatures that logic sometimes cannot explain their behaviours.


A little background for RapidKL's new bus ticketing system:

Moral of the story: go get yourself(read: KimTat) a freaking TnG card la! walao eh!

If you think you are amazing, just the way you are.

Bruno Mars is coming over to Malaysia.
There's a small concert that he will be doing, I call it small because it will be at Putra World Trade Center, and people don't go there to do concerts.
People go to BUKIT JALIL to make a concert.

If you don't know what I'm saying, visit here.
The highest pricing ticket which was previously sold at RM259 is now sold at RM750, black market style.
Bruno Mars' charm is ineffable. (you need a pair of tix? it's RM800 per tix for rock zone now. let me know if you do.)

So back to the title.

One of his song cries out loud like this, " You're amazing, just the way you are".
I love the lyrics and I absolutely love the melody and the girl inside(sweet!) his MV.
But well, I can't help but to say that the statement holds true only if you are, near perfect.
Since there isn't much Saint or God hanging around, I suppose most of us isn't really that amazing.

Especially when you are a whining asshole or derogatory bastard.

So I see people in Facebook, saying that it's ok if you don't like me bla bla bla whatever, cos I'm like amazing just the way I am.
ya right, in your mdfk dreams dude.
People, you gotta understand, we live in REALITY. We're not Leonardo di Caprio! (he lives in a dream, imba level 5)

By now you should be thinking, "what are you saying I should change myself to suit others?! no way! I should retain my personality to be me, so people have to accept me just the way I am.".
I'm not that mean~ It's ok to be yourself! IF YOU'RE NOT AN ASSHOLE.
Now let's say you're lazy and you slump in your couch from dawn til dusk.
You suck in relationships and you phail academically.
You teased at old folks and laughed at the mentally and physically challenged.
You feel like your ultimate goal of life is to make people's life miserable.
When you reach such a Bankai, it should come to you quite clear you are NOT amazing.
So please, don't stay the same for your own sake.
Get your ass up and do some nice stuff.
Go study and fill your minds with knowledge.
Treat your friends well and do something for the world.
Stop being emotional all the time and start making your life worth it.
If you stay just the way you are, nothing changes because you have not changed.

The base of civilization depends on change.
Change towards the good, or maybe the bad, is what makes up our society and our civilization.
If our ancestors stayed the way they were, you are probably naked not because of the hot weather, but because you don't know the meaning of decency.
Since change is inevitable, move yourself towards the good side.
If you have a dream, stop staying that way and TRY to make it become a reality.
Whining is ok, but remember your goal and stay on course.
Don't stray halfway and blame the system.
It's your fault, totally yours.
Previously an asshole? Buy some cookies and share it with friends and mates.
Previously an emoass? Buy a comic and smile more. There's more unfortunate dudes out there who live strong.
Not doing well in relationship or studies? Some things need a lot of practice. so practice more and don't give up.

In the end, I just need you guys to understand staying the way you are is just not good enough.
Sarawakians, if you see this, please vote for a change.
That white-hair-money-eating droid who has a mdfk young wife has sucked enough of your land's wealth.
And it should be clear to you that he shall not sit and play boss for another period!
Real eyes realize real lies.
Vote for a change, see what Penang and Selangor has achieved.
me family ain't paying a single dime for me monthly water bills yo.



So people, start making changes to your dull life, stop freaking complaining and go live your life.
JUST DO IT.

here's a Bruno Mars hit to wrap up.




BUT WHO AM I TO JUDGE? :)

Why you should donate rather than pray

So I was reading a lot of books lately...

压岁钱与岁

今年的新年不像以往那样，就是少了一点点味道。
但是还是开心的啦，不要误会。
可能因为我赶着上课，少逃课了一天没有跟妈妈会娘家，所以不同感觉。
也可能因为赌博不够，手痒痒的所以不舒服。
应该是因为没有赌博吧，哈哈哈哈。

今年的红包，我可是到了元宵过后才拆开，慢慢算。
以前都会在初二初三就拆光光咯，已经预算好多少拿来储蓄，多少来投资（赌博）。
你不理财，财不理你嘛。所以投资预算很重要，嘿嘿。

来到这个年龄，竟然对压岁钱不那么在乎了。
以前会跟哥哥讨论哪个阿姨哪个auntie给的红包多少多少，现在没人理了。呵呵呵。
在我脑海中，这个红包钱只是bonus，拿了没有特别想要买什么或花在哪里。
我想，是因为现在对钱的观念改变了吧。
一块钱的东西比较容易下手买了，因为零用钱多了～
而且自己赚那么一点点的外快，让自己能够那么一点点轻松的花钱，实在是乐趣。
所以对红包没有特在意，应该是这个原因。
而且，红包也不多吧！分量不够影响力。
朋友的红包可是有上千，上五千，甚至上万的。
我？今年RM两百多。
ok 啦不错。经济不景气嘛～还有红包拿就要学会不要ddly。

还可能就是，年纪大了，欲望也提升了。
区区两百多元还想不太能满足欲望hor？
我要ipad 啦，我要车子啦，我要出国啦。
现在我要的都是分量重的，可能就这样对红包不屑。

真是坏啊我。哪里可以对钱这样不敬？！
一分钱也是钱，积少成多，我应该多多与前辈学习。
好，我就把红包都储蓄起来！


说到年龄就不爽。
感叹自己越来越老。我不喜欢再变老了。现在这样刚刚好。
一眨眼就18，然后19，再懒惰一下就50了。
我还有很多事想要做，能够做，等运气来就做，所以不要酱快老。
forever18就爽咯，这个年龄好，要干啥都可以。
很像过了这个“18”分界岭，一切就会如风而去，没有回头，更没有时间让你回头。
是事实吧？
对我来说，很像是。

这里不转弯，stereng就很硬的了。

《小孩不笨》有一句话：“新加坡人做什么都习惯直直走，从来不会走SHORT CUT 的”。

我要我的stereng有power，可以轻松的随便转来转去，喜欢左挀右拐。

Roti Canai

《Roti Canai》
主唱：激荡工作坊
作词：陈温发、叶玞佃、叶子麟、叶南方、李振强、黎成翰（仙人掌）
作曲：陈温发、叶玞佃
编曲：周金亮

原版原创：

阿牛最牛版本:

发达

UTAR 进入了第三个学期了。这个学期里，还有新的学生进来，上次告诉我会进入UTAR的慧珍，也给我遇到了。
她很像看到我很生疏咧，哈哈。

第三个学期，想要更换degree 科系的学生，有一个月时间申请。
本来我是想从 E&E 换去 E&C (Electronics and Communications Engineering) 的，可是要RM200，反正first year 还有机会再申请过，就拖延吧。不成读回E&E，也不会委屈。

今天大哥问我转系了没？我说还没。
他告诉我这一行就是赚这么多，发达的机会很渺小。（至少本地是如此）
想想也是。这个工钱的却没有很高很高。除非我那么强研发东东且卖得出去。
一个angry bird就够了。

可是还是不大会发达。
要发达的工，很像律师医生比较可能。读工商很像也不错，机会大很多。
其实我是很随便的人，随便起来，我什么工都不排斥。
我可以读UTAR的医科，但是想想现在医生泛滥，且读医科很浪费我的青春诶，就拉倒。
牙医姑且还算容易点，可是UTAR没有，我又穷，所以也是拉倒。
重点是都很贵，怎么读？！
奖学金没我分，甭说。
我也不排斥娱乐圈，有人要聘请少年谐星吗？！


老实说小学的志愿一直都填律师的，因为真的觉得自己讲话不赖（至少好过赵明福案的那个败类）。
可是妈妈说（我很听妈妈的话，也爱听周杰伦）律师现在没能赚钱，出来一千块工钱不到还要打杂，可怜可怜。开firm又没钱，又没什么公信力，顾客自然少。
我不知道，没探听，所以当真。
而且律师私人读也很贵诶！加上很少大专学府提供此系，有决心就要读国立的咯。
可惜我早已放弃中六，来过悠哉游哉的UTAR 基础班。

到最后还是没有结论。

可能从政很赚吧。
应该是。
新加坡总理就是富豪了。看看他年薪吧。（抱歉我懒，自己找）
世界上最高薪的国家领袖就是新加坡了啦。高薪养廉，有效。
再来就是马哈迪啦。
有钱到爆。都不知道他这么老了，每天花一万能不能花到死那天用得完。

钱有谁嫌多？
至少穆巴拉克不嫌多。
他独裁了三十年，现在还坐着不走，真是够死缠烂打的了。
现在被推翻（我不觉得啦），才来一个缓兵之计，说把大权交给副手，自己等到九月大选才下台。
我不觉得他这么轻易放弃大权，这几个月里一定会来一些矛招，然后继续继续乱。
反正乱又乱不到他家门口。

我哥说啊，他很够力咯。
做了三十年，难道在做第二十年的时候还不打算下台吗？
赚够了快闪啦，二十年酱够死鬼长了，还不愿意和亲爱的私奔到月球（至少也其他国家啦），然后尽享荣华富贵？
干嘛等人民反他了，然后让难看的苍疤给世人欣赏？
怕人家不懂你吃国家钱？（不要跟我要证据，他铁定是吃国家钱）
钱，他大把。
真是贪。或笨。
戏有排看，记得grab a box of popcorn and sit cozy in your coach.


最近在为自己设定发达pre requisite 目标，告诉自己要努力去实行。
可是就是懒。
看见朋友在国外求学真爽，却也只有羡慕的份。
只怪自己不够厉害，又懒又不帅。




*看了请不要叫我卖你的产品（什么scoreA 或什么直销）可以发达，我的零用钱刚刚好，而且我的额外收入来源很多，只是我懒而已。你要赚钱？找我也可以，哈哈哈。:p

Why? This is why:

of Facebook

Of scholarships

Wikipedia - Donated!

So!

We did it UTAR-ians! Although our numbers are small, and the response is not as hot as we expected (I blame it on the finals), we still manage to get a bit of money out of the donation drive, and as promised, here is the donation!
Below is the list of donors:

Donor’s Name	Amount (RM)
Hor Sze Wang	2
Loh Hong Khai	3
Hee Zi Song	2
Ho Kah Sing	2
Teo Yan Chun	2
Aaron Kho Lek Ying	5
Hor Yin Hong	2
Saw Huei Jye	1
LaLaaa	5
Lim Zong Yong	0.50
Chong Sui Ping	2
Lim Zheng Yue	1
Lim Wei Hong	1
Wong Ling Cheng	1
TOTAL:	29.5

A total of RM29.50! Kudos for all of us which has contributed back to Wikipedia!
with the currency posted on Google and XE today:

A total of 9.62 USD should be donated. So to make things easier, I decided to make it a round number and donate USD10!

check it out:

and at last, we have one creepy Jimmy Wales smiling at us:

as I quote for the Wikipedia story:
As a frequent user and casual browser of Wikipedia, it is impossible to miss Jimmy's picture asking for donation(scary face Jimmy, lol). Me and my friends gathered together our funds to donate to Wikipedia, which has contributed in making our life easier when it comes to searching info on the net, and doing our Science reports. We hope this small amount of donation is able to express our gratitude(our local currency MYR exchanges at a rate of 1USD=3.06MYR, and we're all just pre-U kids), and we hope to see a bigger and better Wikipedia in the future.
The names of the donors are posted on my blog:
likethisloh.blogspot.com
lastly, thank you for keeping Wikipedia free and long live Web2.0!

Yup and that is all for our small project of Wikipedia fund drive donation!
I have the Email Receipt and also a thank you email from Wikimedia. So if you need it to see if it's real, I can forward/printscreen for you.

Stay tuned to this blog as I will do some random gags once in a while!

 :D


Best Regards,
Hong Khai aka Roti