Ahh.. Rex's Comfort Zone.

Finally, back to my own Personal Computer. After having intimate affairs with KL, I can finally plunge myself deeply into my own Personal Bed. Mind you, I did have a nice bed during my holiday but my backside needed special attention from my old bed.

The trip was fun and interesting. It added after a night in Dom's place to actually finally experience a little bit what intrigued me all this while. College life.

My pre-acumen was probably intriguing enough, but my excitement level shot up greatly that now I am looking forward to my own experience. Is it an abject life? Maybe for some. Not me.

Also, just want to show my gratitude by saying thank you to Aunty Loreta and Uncle Val for making the trip all the better.

Anyway, am I excited to go back to school? Certainly not aspiring to. But then, what else can I do but to just scud along with the clouds - rain or shine, no one really cares -.

Homework is all stacked up like nobody's business. Mighty oaks grow from little acorns. I guess my homework really did grow mightily. Even though the growth can't be seen physically, but somehow, as the deadline approaches, it's weight increases.

Now I got to catch up with lost Chemical, Physical, Mathematical, General knowledge to once again wage an unceasing battle to provide a better future for myself.

Happy Merdeka to you all, particularly West Malaysians. We Sarawakians will celebrate ours in 16 days.

Corrugated forehead.

It's been three sundowns since I've left my little hometown and all I can say things are so far in between. The center of good and bad.

The grand perfection was that I was greeted by a flashes of light. Not on a red carpet though. Certainly not flashes from cameras. It was lightning display. Similar to laser shows some amusement parks would show to attract more people to their business. It's just business.

The lightning were thick and bright. Most flash lasted for more than a second. I can say that it was nothing I've seen before in my life. I suppose the white lights would flicker constantly in my "photographic" memories. Pun intended.

Food here is great. Especially when it is served on your table like waves on a beach. Endless. Thank you, Uncle Val. :D Gotta watch out for my diet though, but then again, why care? The walking would eradicate the unwanted out of my by body.

And the best of all, I got a 12-string guitar. At last.

Li : I see you interested with this guitar?

Rex : Haha. Memang la. Saya nak beli ini la.

Li : Owh. Boleh boleh. Good choice.

*Rondeng rondeng*

*Jamming*

Anyway, some people here treated me in a crude manner. Do I look very barbaric?

Rex : One Utama berapa taxi?

Sexy Girl behind couter : Mana itu?

Rexy : *Bodo juak sik tauk sine* Dekat IKEA. Yang shopping mall itu.

Sexy girl behind counter : Takde dalam sini la. (Staring at her computer. Blankly I guess)

Helpful superhero appear from nowhere : Coba cari di Kota Damansara.

Sexy girl behind counter : Oh. Thirty one ringgit, sir.

Rex : Pardon?

Sexy Girl behind counter : THREE ONE!

Rex : *Pays*

*Mind you, the girl was being dubious of us and all she needed to do was to make a fool out of herself. Her definition of politeness bha.*

And now I'm in Dom's almighty palace erected on a solid ground of knowledge. Gonna enjoy the night here? I better. But I must say that it is a quiet place here during the weekends. Good place to shoot some low-budget horror movie.

And to all my readers :

Saya Rindu Makan Kari Ayam Masak Kicap Manis Di Dalam Tong Sampah Oscar The Trash Puppet Yang Didiami Orang Red Indian Di Tepi Jalan Raya Yang Pernah Digunakan Oleh Kawan Saya Di England.

*Kirim salam ngan swine flu. WHO padah M'sia sik tauk pasal babi mpun selsema.* - Update

^I'm in the capital city of our country btw^

Ordinary jak tok.

Rex : Tom, makin tumpah sos nya eh. Ne tisu?

Tom : Ada blakang nun. (Pulling tissue sheets)

Rex : Pake duit kertas lebih tok ke lap pat sik?

Tom : Ya tisu Bill Gates empun.

*

Edwin : School got homework kha? (After missing classes for two days)

Rex : Logically speaking la Ed, bila you go to school there's no work done? Don't have kan? Genti ada punya.

Edwin : No, I just want to catch up with my homework bha.

*

Rex : Ku tauk ku nanyak soalan bodo la. Sine mok tekan bukak tangki minyak kelisa a? (At petrol station)

Cahier : Hahaha.

*

Mok : Antara banyak-banyak kenyah, kenyah ne hitam?

Tom : Uhh. Sik tauk. Sapa?

Mok : "Keenyaaah" West.

Tom : Hahahaha

Rex : Bunyau. Hahahaha.

*

Judy : Air kedondong ada?

Waiter : *Typical "apa itu" face*. Huh? Hmm.. Tidak Ada.

Judy : 3 asam? Ada?

Waiter : *Nervous look now. Last resort* Uhmm. Sini menu ada.

Putrid nihility.

Grovel under the affliction,

Clambered the stairs of power,

Scudded with clouds away from truth.

But the sight of time was till infinity,

Cascading from the fear ejected,

When the busker played it's remorseful tune,

For the King who stood erected,

On the deception's throne.

Tears be shed by the damned,

The doomed grabble into sin.

Mortals in search of Styx,

To eradicate Achilles' Heel.

I stood here wondering,

Is the world evanescing?

Will it become a putrid nihility?

©Copyright Rex Fonseka

Will there ever be a bridge for us?

Hello Malaysians,

do read this interesting article on our country.

And you say your English is bad?

I e-meow U, U e-meow me

Dear Ah Lian Thanks you for your letter. Wrong time no see you. How everything? For me, I am quiet find. You say in your letter your taukeh soh want you to chain your look? Somemore you must wear kick kok soo, hope you can wok properly. You know, Ah Kau Kia working in a soft where company now. Last week, he take I, Muthu & few of his friend to May Nonut to eat barger. After that he take we all go to kalah ok. Muthu sing and sing no stop until the sky bright. Next week, my father mother going to sellerbread 20 years Annie wear sari. My father mother going to give a fist to all the kampong people. So you must come with your hole family. I only hope one day we no need to write and send letter to you and to me. Better I e-meow you, you e-meow me. I will ketchup with you soon. And when you got time, please few free to call me. Goo bye..... Worm regard, Ah Beng

We are the most obedient spectator.

KUALA LUMPUR: What was to have been a quiet night out among three friends at a restaurant in a shopping centre here last Sunday night turned out to be a traumatic experience.

Katrina Danielle, 25, an intern with an international organisation here, was having dinner with a couple from Australia at a restaurant at a shopping complex in Bangsar when five men who were drinking at the next table attacked and robbed them.

The rest is here

Apparently the victim also stated that no one in the shopping complex came to their aid. Typical Malaysians. Orang kenak tumbuk la tembak la, just do nothing except to enjoy the view and obviously stand in "amazement". Know why?

You help, you are bound to go through rubbish later. Kena question by police la, become suspect la what la. Same like school, where there are students embroiled in a fight, the others would just spectate. All because if they extend their arm between the fight, they would have to face the disciplinary teachers as well.

There are many instances where teachers do not believe their students when they try to EXPLAIN they didn't do anything wrong. The educators would just ignore our long list of explanations by using unnecessary superior power. I was/am in that group of unfortunate students.

"Nak gaduh kha? Gaduh saja la. Saya tidak akan kacau punya."

You get the picture I suppose.  So what to do when you see people in trouble? Lend a hand you bloody idiots.

To all my Muslim friends and readers,

Selamat Berpuasa

Rest in peace, Father Wan.

Morning dear readers of my rants. Or whatever time it is for you now la. :D

I was awoken just now by the loud drilling through the wall behind me. New neighbours are still patching up their new house. I've got to find time to get to know them a little. Although, I think the renovation job would go on for quite some time and it'll definitely ruin my afternoon siesta (it did, many times anyway). It might be annoying, but then again, we have to comprehend.

My new next-doors seem friendly. Did manage to talk a little with them last week.Still need to find more time to get to know them better. Maybe I could borrow a cup of sugar.

Anyway, my family was a hit by another unfortunate event last Thursday. A very good friend of my parent, the one blessed me when I was still in mum's womb, the person who listened to my sister's first confession had pass away.

The news was devastating. Father Anthony Wan is a priest that I looked up to.

He's the most dedicated priest that I personally know. He speaks in a very humble manner. Really someone I look up to.

I've heard that he's diabetic and that he has been suffering for quite long, but the still, he had the faith to go preach and live in the interior, away from modern medical assistance.

Under his white hair is a mind full of wisdom. I was always attentive when he gives his sermon. And his jokes were always witty yet meaningful in one way or another.

He was a another very close family friend. I remember always asking my parents this whenever Father Wan is in Bintulu "Not going out with Father Wan ka dad?" "Tonight, son". They were that close.

I did plan to spend a few days with him in the ulu. My mother asked his permission and he was more than welcome to accept my presence, but I suppose it's impossible now.

The demise of Father Wan will certainly be felt by many people and we all can only leave his soul in the hands of God.

The final day.

So it's the end. It's over! For now.

Hmm. I don't know why, but chemistry seems to attract me more today. Maybe it was presented in a skimpy outfit. I like. :D

Pengajian am? Boleh tahan la. Repeated questions came out what. The same as we did in class. Kalau tak dapat jawab, memang kenak goreng cikgu punya la.

There's one week of holiday. Merdeka is coming up. I have 10 days to boost my  patriotic spirit.

Our country will have a new independence after this. Before we were not united. We were not living together.

But on 31st August 2009, we will be 1Malaysia.

Goodbye 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14Malaysia and hello unity.

MALAYSIA BOLEH!

Departing Wish..

How long need I wait?
It's getting dimmer.
Hold on,
Is that your heartbeat I hear?
Echoing of the walls that's closing in,
Or could it be Mother Time chanting,
Words I can't understand?
Where's the other side?
I crept through this cave,
This tunnel,
This emptiness.
But all I could grasp is just,
The shadow you leave behind.
I want to cry out,
I want to see again.
Ignite my will, my love,
Let the darkness scream in fear,
The one we once created,
With our enclosed minds.
Your hand,
Your warm touch,
If only I could hold it,
Just one last time,
Let me feel it,
Then I could just.....

True, False, Not Stated.

True, False, Not Stated. Three words that exhibits totally different meanings that's able to distinct themselves from each other, avoid confusion.

Yet, the reading paper today was somehow able to pull them together to arise bewilderment in students' mind. It wasn't hard. It was confusing. It was easy. It was challenging.

MUET paper 3 (Reading) has a part where it requires students to find out whether the statements given are either TRUE, FALSE or NOT STATED. It's not as easy as it sounds, I assure you.

It is a very good way to test your understanding/reading skills obviously. A trial on your linguistic skills. I think I did slightly better this time compared to the exercises in class.

How about identifying topic sentences? Maybe it was easier than I thought. I think. Still need lots of exposure.

Anyway, thank goodness it's the only paper which took up an hour and a half. Had ample time to do my ever so sudden "homework storm" which did severe damage to my free time. Eh, I still have a lot to do today lo. Always got balance punya. One down, infinity to go. Macam mana mahu hidup le macam ini? So, if any of you see me with eye bags tomorrow, the reason should be obvious.

Gila, time exam pun mok polah banyak-banyak homework. Sapa suruh last minute? Cikgu Esther, Madam Mash, I'm doing it all at the best of my ability. At least give me credit for that, boleh?

Anyway, tomorrow is Chemistry and Pengajian Am. Last day before I see the sunshine again.

*Conversation of the day*

Cikgu Esther : Esok Chemistry aa. (While rushing to the examination room)

Rex : Mungkin saya tidak hadir, cikgu. (While tying my shoe)

Cikgu Esther : Kenapa tidak hadir? (Surprised. Turned to look at me)

Rex : Sakit cikgu. (not turning to look her)

Cikgu Esther : Hmmph. (Heads to the room) Siapa tidak hadir itu, JAGA DIA AA. (Her voice echoed through the crowd)

*End*

Saya akan cuba sedaya upaya, cikgu.

Day 3 was as bad as the other days. Probably worse.

Can't say I'm too pleased with my performance today. At least I was over the zero percentage boundary I've set for myself minutes before I sat for the papers.

Data description? Not too shabby.

Probability? I really must find a way to like it.

Physics? Ahh. I need to defy the many laws of physics. One way is by getting to the size of a graviton and defy gravity by elevating my marks. :D

Sori cikgu semua, but as you can see on my not so empty answer sheets that I've tried my best to write nonsensical answers, most I believe are pertinent to the question, one impossible way to another. Haha. I remember what you told me, "Just write something la. Mana tahu dapat markah ma". I did.

Anyway, for tomorrow, I'll do my best. Again. I don't think I want to find out what Mr. Dennis has in mind if I do get lower than his requirements. To my buddies in class, don't be eager to find out.

Why strive so hard?

People always advice us to do our best, try harder and things like that. Get the drill, right?

But why is it that when we obviously try our best in accomplishing something, there must be a party that is unsatisfied with the end result?

Sometimes, it makes me wonder if anything I do is right or not? Some guys would come up and say it's the best thing to do, some say it's not, some say it was my choice. So you're stuck in the middle of an oblivious situation and in the end you stumble across wrong decision making. How's that?

What if one tries so hard to get the best out himself? What if if he exceeded his limits and now he's just too tired to go on? It won't make any difference now won't it? The world or those around you won't be tired of bashing.

There are countless times that we face situations that requires us to make quick decisions/judgments that often leads to silly mistakes. And people will start blaming you, shutting your own "truth world" that doesn't have the chance to see broad daylight.

In the end, you leave all your good deeds to yourself and it keeps smiling, unless until someone comes and smack that smile out of your face by firing us for making stupid things. There's no time to enjoy the morning bliss.

There are times too when we try to correct people, especially our loved ones, just to show that we do care. We try to advice with pure innocent heart, without having any evil thoughts or plans. Though, it's often that we do it the wrong way. People will tell us that at least we did the right thing or the right choice or all that comforting words. But it's not that real really. Those are often protocols for "when a friend in need" situation. I'm not saying that I don't appreciate it, but it'll be more meaningful if appreciation from those we targeted is received by us. Sometimes, enough is enough.

Just a thought : Doesn't it baffle you that sometimes we feel we know others better than we know ourselves?

However, we always have a belief that we are able to help someone to better themselves. We will succeed, but ONCE we fail because of our wrong judgments, the fuse blows. Both parties, them and us, will be knocked down to the common ground we used to step on. Some will climb the ladders of egocity, because of our failed attempts, and that will cause them to crumble down to the same common ground again. Who do we blame for that? Is it because we didn't help or they didn't get the message? In the end, we often blame ourselves.

So whats the use of believing so much? Why try so hard and in the end we are just defeated by our own failure? Why can't I accept? Ask yourselves these questions as I often ask myself. And many times, the answers varies. There's no definite answer, especially when we are driven by emotions. But then again, ask yourselves, why let emotion take control?

Day 2 down, Day 3 up.

Day 2, not good. Why are the questions so like that a? Time was also not cooperating.

Day 3, please have mercy on me.

Kind of news that makes my day.

JOHOR BAHARU, Aug 17 (Bernama) -- A police constable suffered burns on his body after he was allegedly splashed with acid by his wife at the couple's home in Nusajaya, here, Monday.

In the 4.30am, the policeman who is in his 20's was in the house with his girlfriend when the incident happened.

It is believed that the policeman and his wife were in the process of getting a divorce.

Nusajaya police chief Supt Abdul Aziz Ahmad confirmed the incident and said the policeman and his girlfriend who suffered minor injuries received treatment at Sultanah Aminah Hospital.

The policeman's wife, in her 20's, was arrested and being investigated, he said.

-- BERNAMA

Moral of the day? Don't get caught. Classic advice.

Just something for you to ponder about.

*Got this from an e-mail*

Malachi 3:3 says:

'He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver.'

This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.

One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study.

That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining Silver.

As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up.
He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says:
'He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver.'
She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined.

The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, 'How do you know when the silver is fully refined?'

He smiled at her and answered, 'Oh, that's easy -- when I see my image in it.'

If today you are feeling the heat of the fire , remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.

Day 1 review.

Got to control vying writing too much.

Haiya. Memang we humans cannot be satisfied punya.

Just a week ago. We're complaining the weather it was :

"Walau eh. So hot oh weather."

"Why people so stupid still wanna burn?"

"Malas mok school eh. Panas alu bha. Sikda mood bha. Jerebu gk. Bila la hujan mok turun tok?"

"Main basketball mok?" "The haze is so bad la. Suffocating bha."

And then now :

"Walau eh. It's so cold la."

"Haiya this rain. Spoil my weekend only. Baju pun tidak dapat kering"

"Sikda transport mok hantar gi skolah time hujan."

"Now it's over raining."

"When will the rain stop?"

"Aduh.. How to burn my rubbish like this?"

"Mok main ball sik?." "Hujan kaco. Paloi eh."

Exam apa esok?

So Sunday's here and Monday's coming. Unanswered papers will be waiting behind the door to stab me from behind. I've come unprepared but then, my shielded weapons will usually buck out at intense moments. Hopefully, my prejudgments wouldn't bring any unexpected outcome.

Anyway, all the greatest to my fellow classmates.

Wonder if the human race will cause outer space destruction or vacuum (space) pollution in the future.

This composite image, combining data from the Chandra X-ray Observatory and the Spitzer Space Telescope shows the molecular cloud Cepheus B, located in our Galaxy about 2,400 light years from the Earth. (Credit: Credit: X-ray (NASA/CXC/PSU/K. Getman et al.); IR (NASA/JPL-Caltech/CfA/J. Wang et al.) -Science Daily.

Sit down and relax, can? Not enough aa?

Just a thought that came.

Here are some simple tips for those who are stressed out :

• Listen to a song you love. Or you may want to try something new. Ask around to see what music soothes other's soul.


• Open you mouth. Sometimes, it's nice to sit around with your friends and share your day's experience with them. A few beers might add in the fun. Don't feel that you're the only in this world. You're not.


• Read a book. Preferably, a really interesting book (duh!). I mean, don't choose books that'll remind you of your obligations.


• Read/watch/listen to something funny. Youtube has a lot of funny videos. But then again, youtube has A LOT of videos.


• Try to pick up playing a musical instrument. It'll be fun.


• Cook/Bake something. Eat. As you indulge your favourite cheese cake, remind yourself that there's nothing that can pull you away now. It's all yours.


• Sit in quiet place and contemplate on life. Ask yourself, why do you need to stress yourself? There's more to life than being pressured all the time. A rocking chair will be much better. :)


• Do quizzes on Facebook. Yes, I mean it. haha.


• Try writing poems or songs if inspiration comes.


• Step outside your house for just a while. Gaze at the star and enjoy the beauty of nature.


• Finally, sleep.

*I didn't include things like going to a massage parlor or go cruising on a ship because it can't be an everyday practice. Not practical.*

So the ground is rattling eh?

At least that shows that they're attentive. The government (under our DPM's voice) is changing the English for Sc n Maths policy.

Eh. Not change la, rather just to "ally the concern of parents". Didn't they say that the decision is final? No change will be done except for putting "better quality" English teachers.

A short note to the teachers who is reading this (or anyone interested), when I first read about producing "better quality" English teachers, I felt as if a big typhoon just smacked you guys away from the face of the earth. Does that statement mean that our teachers now are bad? That all the while, the government was producing "lousy" teachers all this while? That was the impression I got. Although, I don't suggest the same.

Anyway,

the change is that those who are currently studying these subjects in English can continue doing so until they end their secondary school. Students are also given the choice to answer in both English or the national language (I doubt people would go for this).

Concern with parents' worry he say? Aren't many parents worried about the whole change in the first place? Many parents demand to be given the choice to choose the language for their children, but no "ally" is heard about it yet. I personally think that the government realizes that they made a big blunder and is now trying to extinguish an invisible wildfire with more blunders. The ratio between government's decision and the impact on the people is like 1:10000000000. The gradual minimal change their making is burdening the rakyat.

We'll see what will happen next. I'll be sure to get my laugh box all ready.

One more week.

Prepared for the battle? If battles do not require strategy and trained soldiers, then I guess I am.
What to do? Even my barricade doesn't stand on strong foundation.I can't even see the tanks with my binoculars.
Call in the air strike? Can't determine coordinates.
Reinforcements? Don't have one.
Just pull the trigger? Out of bullets.
"Man Down!"? Medic too.
Use grenades? Fillers empty.

So how to wage this war on black and white next week? Stand in line of fire.

Rest in peace Uncle Marv.

Received the bad news this morning before school. A good friend of my parent died yesterday of heart attack while working.

I remember meeting him the last time in KL at then end of last year.

"This is JJ is it? Oh! It's Rex! Remember, uncle?". Sadly, I did not. Was too young by then. Probably a little baby Rex when he moved from Sarawak to KL. Like most of my dad's bachelorhood friends, he was witty and an interesting man with lots of stories to be told.

Uncle Marv was also a joker. He seems to endlessly cheering the dinner table when we sat together. It's no wonder my parents told me before that he was a joker. A real good one in fact. He made me laugh non stop whenever I met him during my holiday last year!

There was one prominent characteristic about him. I'm not sure if it's true not, but he told me that he had sixth sense. So, it undoubtedly that most of his stories were "ghostly" and did send some chills down my spine. I remembered him scaring my mum during a dinner we had then. Uncle Marv said that the ghost of someone was sitting next to her during a funeral. Now the fun part is that this happened a couple of decades ago, long before I was born, and my mum still had goosebumps everytime Uncle Marv remind her of it. Haha!

He always had a bright smile on his face, as I recall. A glass of cold beer in one hand, a lighted cigarette in the other, I would always remember him as a joyous man.

Rest in peace Uncle Marvin Santa Maria. Though I didn't really know you, that one week was enough for me to understand how special you were to my parents. I'll keep you in prayers.

News that definitely caught my eyes.

One of the news in StarOnline was headlined as "Newborn hidden in bag by student dies". Of course I had to read.

Apparently, a form 5 student in Terenngganu gave birth to a baby in the school's toilet and she hid the little infant in her bag until the poor newborn died. Shocking. Keeping a newborn baby in her bag? How did she cut the cord? Newborn cries were unheard by anyone or was the baby muted by her?

A teacher was suspicious of her when she clutched the bag real tight. The teacher was sending her to the clinic cause the the girl looked pale and was sitting in the toilet. The staff in the clinic opened the bag and found the dead baby.

Don't ever do this anyone.

In an unrelated event, a 16 year-old boy fainted after being forced by a teacher to smoke 42 sticks of clove cigarettes in 4 hours. Hebat.

Haze Recurrence May Increase H1n1 Cases - Liow (BERNAMA)

BANDAR SERI BEGAWAN, Aug 5 (Bernama) -- The recurrence of the haze is expected to see a surge in the Influenza A (H1N1) cases reported in Malaysia unless proactive measures are taken to curb persistent local transmission, Health Minister Datuk Seri Liow Tiong Lai said Wednesday.

He said the haze, which affects those suffering from upper respiratory illnesses, would complicate matters, especially for asthmatic patients as the H1N1 virus was known to attack the lung cells directly causing serious pneumonia and fatality.

"I agree that the haze recurrence will complicate H1N1 cases for which the antiviral drug, Tamiflu, is only effective on the onset during the first 48 hours," he told Malaysian journalists after attending the 13th annual consultations between Malaysia and Brunei led by Prime Minister Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak and Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah, here.

During the meeting which agreed on the need to work closely in addressing the current global H1N1 pandemic, Liow also met with Brunei Health Minister Pehin Datuk Suyoi Osman to exchange views on ways to contain its spread within the communities.

The death toll due to Influenza A(H1N1) in Malaysia rose to 12 with four deaths today, including three children.

-- BERNAMA

11.00 am, it was 117, 5.00 pm, it was 124. (API reading for Bintulu)

There are no clear skies. Baby want to see belon in the sky also cannot. Kites also have to glide lower. Pity. It's gonna get worse I believe. There are people who are still ignorant and just want to contribute to the unhealthy air. Burn this, burn that. Congratulations people. Bintulu is famous for craps again.

So again, stay at home at drinks lots of water. The total deaths related to H1N1 is now 12. Be careful everyone.

God Bless!

The weather's worse in Bintulu.

This morning's(11.00am) API reading for Bintulu was 101, and at 5.00 pm on the same day, it rose to 110. Full report :

here

This is already in the "unhealthy" status, and yet people are oblivious to this fact and just continue to practice open burning.I believe Bintuluans do realize how obviously bad the air quality is in our town, but there are some who just have to burn their rubbish. Is it that inevitable?

The pollution is getting worse and my nose is not cooperating with the deteriorating air quality. No wonder my nose is not getting any better.

If any of you reading this, Bintuluans especially, try to stop open burning. I suppose the cut grass can be left behind the house. It won't bother anyone, right? Please. We're having enough trouble with the swine flu pandemic, and now we have to face this haze. What's next?

I have friends who are coughing and having flu (hopefully all common flu), most of them are blaming it on the weather. Me too.

So, I suggest for us Bintuluans to drink plenty of water, eat juicy fruits, stop burning your cut grass (they can wait), and just relax at home in the presence of your family and friends. Try not to go to the Kite Festival in town if you are sick. You might spread the disease. The state of our health is very important now. Keep that in mind.

The weather is too hot anyway, so it's not conducive to plan any outdoor activities. :P

God Bless!

Down with the flu.

Thank God it's just a common flu. Missed school for today, though I'm sure some teachers might think I'm up to nonsense. Hmm.. Tomorrow's another day and I'm not sure if I'm to skip school again.

It's not my fault. Doc asked me to "keep myself away" for safety precaution. Not blaming anyone. This swine flu is getting worse. One died today in Miri, a city close to the little fishing town of Bintulu. So, Im sure schools are taking extreme measures now.

I was sick since Friday, and it's getting slightly better, the most minimal possible recovery rate. Last Friday, Madam Wan said "You don't look well. So I suggest that you keep yourself away from places with many people around, like the 'Pesta Layang-Layang'". "I'm not interested in that. Haha.". "Good, so go and have your rest, OK?" . I took her advice and so I'm still resting.

What am I to do at home? "Mum, can I go out. Get some outside air. Cause I'm... ", but my line was a cut with a simple "NO!". Apa boleh buat? Tidak apa. Dengar saja cakap ibu. No complains, mum.

Well, onto my piling homework that means. That too, is not appealing to me. But I have no choice. Teachers will say something like this, "Tidak hadir tidak bermaksud kamu tidak payah buat kerja saya. Diri di luar kelas dan siapkan sekarang!". Nevermind. Must obey also. I know how teacher's feel, sort of. Runny nose is not hindering me from doing my work. Maju Terus Maju! (Hopefully). Though being absent means I have barriers of homework being barricaded by my teachers. I know it's fun. Tidak apa, saya akan lalui macam biasa saja.

So, that's all people. Stay healthy and keep yourself away from people you think are infected or just sick. But then again, if you don't wish to go to school, stay close, aite?. :)

God Bless!

"Smoking-ban murder"

ISTANBUL (Reuters) – A restaurant owner in southwest Turkey was shot dead after he tried to prevent his customers from smoking to comply with a new law on the use of tobacco indoors, Hurriyet daily said on Thursday.

Full article : here

In conclusion, smoking kills everyone, even if you're not a smoker.

Drunk man got beaten up.

Kuching : An intoxicated man learned a painful lesson after demeanour resulted in him being badly beaten up by a group of people at a coffee shop early Saturday morning.

It happened at a 24-hour coffee shop at Mile 3 Central Park. The man who appears to be in his 30's, showed up at the outlet in a drunken state, started going from table to table asking for cigarettes and beer.

A witness said that most of the patrons ignored him, but not a particular group of people who took matters into their own hands and bashed him up, causing him to be treated in the hospital.

"Full news report, check out today's Sunday's Post pg 10"

*the next part is fiction*


"Eh.. Eh.. Ka.... Ka.. Kamu.. Can bagi sa.. sa.... saya itu rokok dan beer sedikit kha? Saya haus."
"Tidak boleh! Pergi dari sini sekarang! Pergi! Sebelum kamu menyesal nanti!"
"Haiya.. Se... Se... Sedikit sajala.. Bagi sa... sa... sa.. satu kotak itu Dunhill dan saya akan pergi. Please la kawan."
"Apa kawan kawan a!? Pergi sekarang sebelum saya pukul kamu!"
"Aiya.. Ka.. Ka.. Kawan.. Tolong la.. Sedikit saja su.. su.. su... sudah cukup.. kamu banyak kawan dapat half half bha.."
"Eh kamu. Tengok ini botol. Mahu saya pecah ini di kepala kamu ha? Saya kira sampai tiga. Saaaatuuu...."
"Waaa.. Main kira-kira. Mari saya sambung untuk ka... ka.. kamu.. Duuuuaaaa... Tiiiiigaaaa"
*Bashing*

The intoxicated guy was drinking while walking he ended up being beaten up. Better drink and drive only.

How Saturn's Moon Got Its Stripes (Science Daily)

ScienceDaily (July 28, 2009) — A new study has revealed the origins of tiger stripes and a subsurface ocean on Enceladus- one of Saturn’s many moons. These geological features are believed to be the result of the moon’s unusual chemical composition and not a hot core, shedding light on the evolution of planets and guiding future space exploration.

[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="370" caption="Enceladus. A new study has revealed the origins of tiger stripes and a subsurface ocean on Enceladus- one of Saturn’s many moons. (Credit: NASA/JPL/Space Science Institute)"][/caption]

Full Article :

http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2009/07/090715101432.htm