The One With The Suprised Ending

It has been a weird day for me, my previous post was wiped out by mistake of pressing the "Back" button and so I had to rewrite what I have rewritten moments ago. But this time I'd simply just state what I went through today without the usual bad humor I inject into my post, but knowing me my resolution would fail right about now. So here goes, a day in the life of the aimless teen eer..... adult.

My day started gloriously at 8 a.m (or was it 9 a.m) by the sweet tune of a handphone tone. Yep, that's the closest to a bird around here. I was pissed of course, why don't people learn by now only to call me when the matter at hand is really important, like when my wife is giving birth or I'm late for psychology classes. One of my best female friends, Hsiao Ping has decided that she and her boyfriend would love to have breakfast just opposite of my house. If that reason isn't enough annoy me, here's more. She wanted to see the pictures I took when I was in Korea. Over a breakfast. At 9 a.m. I'm not sure about you, but looking at some ugly guy at 9 a.m. while trying to stuff some tasteless food just don't go down well by me. So up and away I went downstairs passing her the albums for the to gawk at while she takes her breakfast. I intend to ask her to teach me how to eat while looking at some ugly person, it will be helpful around college *cue for laughter*.

After that I was pretty much awake and with all the spare time I now have, decided to read the papers which I haven't done in the past few days. It's interesting to note that the country of about 22-25 million people can only produce about 1 to-be-continued news every 2 weeks or so. Others remain a one hit wonders. Camon people, how are we going to become a advance country if we can't even commit our crimes right? If there is one thing we can learn from the westerners, it's

1. Never sell the handphone of the victim until you reset everything. And sell it to a Indon rather than a phone shops, those peoples are big rip offs.
2. Actually dump the body instantly. This is not like shopping for groceries where you can do it later (unless it was an order from you wife/girlfriend).
3. Clean your mess. Fingerprints or others.
4. Don't buy a Mercedes when you tell others you're jobless.

Don't anyone watches CSI or Gerak Khas? The goverment was right when they said TV is a very educational tool. It's our own fault for not paying attention to it, not RTM1 (no, beautiful girls won't make the news any better). I personally blame Astro for showing Sex and the City and turning the mens into a walking metro-something-man. I was recently stunted when my brother bought a 3-Step Face Care facial thing by L'oreal. This was one of those things that I imagine happening to others but never to one of our own. I struggle to see the difference what this and the usual RM10 dollar face wash I have would do me. If a gal (or boy) only likes me because she (or he) knows I use L'oreal to wash my face than I rather not be attached. Since when has understanding take a back seat to looks?

Anyway, back to our main topic. Times flies when you're reading a Kevin Cowherd article on the newspaper and lo behold Elaine called me up on the phone saying they (Ranjeta & The Eager Birds) was in the coll at a sunny friday morning to see the results despite I had full confidence that they weren't failing any subject and thus didn't interfere in any of the decisions they had made on which sujects they're going to enrol in next semester. I was torn when told about my result as on one hand, it was a decent result that many people who have take with a smile but on the other I do feel I could have done much better if I spent a tad bit more time on studying for the exams. For those who were wondering (ah, no one then) here are my results and the speech I've prepared a few minutes ago (before the bloody page dissappear):-

• General Psychology B+
• Freshman English 1 B-
• Malaysian Studies C

like... oh my freaking god. Thanks for giving me the chance to stand up here and give a speech. Momma always said I was a simple child but today I prove her wrong. Still, I would like to give my first and foremost thanks to my family for their support of my decisions to study psychology. The look on their faces and they try to contain their anger or stiffle their laughs really showed me how much they cared for me. Also to my close (subject to change) friends whose laughters and bemused looks has spured me on to show them that people can make a living by simply listening and talking in a sloooooooow, deeeeeeep, caaaaaaalm and reeelaaaxing vooooice. Special mention also to Ranjeta (Until today I still have no idea how her name is actually spelt) & The Early Birds plus some of the new ones I've made so far on. Aaron, Edmund and Ivan, see ya on En102 I guess. This will also sound crazy but a big shoutout to the one and only Kevin's Lab Reports, where are ya?? Ah, there it is. Without it, I would have never get the proper start to my own reports and also wouldn't have known where to steal the sources from ;) . And last but not least the most thanks shall be reserve to this person. With its help I simply know I wouldn't be in the mood that I'm now. It's funny how a few simply gestures can change a man's (technically) life. This goes out to my saviour, my mentor, my teacher, my eer.... friend, the one and only..... MR.GOH!!!!! .... his dedication to the well being of each and every student, his simply and engagin style of teaching, his..... naaawww, I'm just joking *hold for laughs*. The real thanks is to our lovely Ms.Tutor (we haven't got around to deciding how I'm going to refer her by) for her dedication (only checking and giving back the report a day before dateline), her care towards her students (not knowing my full name), her dedication (forgetting when my report was due) and her immense knowledge in her work (Not knowing some of the APA format questions I ask her) that ensured me the fact that I've done my best under the guidance of such and illustrated master at her art. In here I give a toast to all and I wish them all the best in their future endeavours. Hats off to those who are still awake and here and I wish you a very good whatever time you're in now there. Thank you, please.

Yep, I officially have no idea what my CGPA's are. Nor have I managed to pinpoint down the exact subjects I'm going to take. I personally giive my respects to the ones responsible for creating the "you choose what you like" format and those who decided on the timetable for this. They managed to make you use more brainpower then you ever will in a Malaysian Studies class. Simply imagine a few people sitting in a round table with a variation of Murphy's Law as their motto "Any class that can clash, will clash". You can come to any first day of the semester to see students in the Students Lounge wrecking their brains out with a piece of paper on hand and a pencil on the other. But don't think they're answering the finals exam paper, they're simply trying to create a prefect timetable. In order for it to be perfect, it must fulfill this 3 critireas:-

1. You must have at least 1 day off. Of course the more the better.
2. You must take at least 5 subjects. Again, the more you take the better.
3. You must be in 2 classes or more that your usual gang is also in. Same here, more=better.

I'm not quite sure yet on how the points are awarded but when Nick or Julie jumps up and yell "Eureka!!", you can almost smell the air of defeat and feel the aura of jealously towards the victor. When people tell you college life is murder, they kid you not.

I personally think this format was designed so you will force to be in a familiar but new surrounding and thus exposing us to more chances of making more friends. Yep, the name of the game in HELP's ADP Programme is how many people you know. The theory of six degree of seperation is perfect to be instilled here, as I show you know. I am a friend of Cheryl who gave me her FF membership who in turn introduce and is friend to Alicia who is the best friend of a certain Ms. Yin who was one of the tutors in the Gen. Psy last semester and just so happens to get a student named Jimmy. Yep, little old me. See, even my tutor is linked to me in some weird way. To make things even easier, just think of it as a real life version of Friendster. In fact I think it can even be the new reality tv show, the most idiotic 'genre' man has ever think up second only to wrestling.

It would be fun and I think it will attact alot of viewers too since Akademi Fantasia (Or was it Academy Fantasy.. or Fantasy Academy of Hogwarts??) has ended. When a show like that gets a few pages dedicated to it on the newspaper, you are bound to realise how dire has the state of our television programs has become. And what else can be more exciting to see 8 participants enrolling in a new class trying to make more friends, friends friends and friends friends friends second cousin who look cute in pink while trying to finish the lab report before dateline. What else you say?

Why of course the one and only "High on 9". Follow the fate of four couples as they try to be the first to conceive and deliver a baby before the other competitors. Will the modern-isque Darren and Marie deliver the baby millenium? Or would it be the nice and caring Chris and Premi? Watch with humor, horror and suspence when participants fret over everyday situation (well, not everyday) like should Kiat pay a little 'visit' to the friendly neigbour down the road or should he stay faithful to his wife for the entire 9 months and not get any 'action' ? Or how Mutu would cope with Ajanti's crazy cravings while trying to stay away from any booze or wife beatings because he's on national TV and can get arrested if caught on tape. Vote on sms and win fantastic prizes. It's not gambling as only the most vote on the correct answer wins. Thus you will need the skills in figuring out who will win and also the skills in sending out RM26,000 dollars worth of SMS to win you that elusive hamper that features a special behind-the-scenes DVD. Then again, knowing Malaysians when the final results come in, it'll prolly be an Malay couple who isn't in the show in the first place but will be pleasantly suprised and promising to release an album sometime before Hari Raya. Yes, the baby will 'sing' some part of the songs too. By the end of the year Kamal would be awarded a Datukship.

Tears will flow, smiles will forced, hugs will follow. Who say we Malaysians cannot create a great show with more twist and turns that an UMNO presidential election?

Let us not forget, "Malaysia Boleh"