Be cautious.

News items on page 2 (Home section) of today's Borneo Post :

• Suspected latex robbery gang leader remanded


• Three in family die in crash


• SMK Agama Miri struck by second fire incident


• Come home Liza, hubby appeals


• Two friends killed when bike rammed from behind


• Break-in : RM100,000 in cash and valuables gone


• Road accidents claims three lives


• Newborn found abandoned at rubbish dump


• Sarawak soldier killed in road crash


• Indonesian siblings killed in road accident in Klang


• and "a picture of a car in a ditch"

Probably by now you get what I'm trying to say. We are bombarded with news piece that is pertinent to death. It's as if the whole page was written by the Grim Reaper himself. But I believe he could have done better at writing. However, the message is set.

People's lives are claimed daily. If they are not lost, they are abandoned.

But the road has taken many lives. Innocent, guilty, Sarawakian, Indonesian,  a soldier or Hannah Montana, it doesn't matter. All that we know is the victims are those who are not aware that they are going to leave this world early. May their souls not appear on the road in the middle of the night playing Poker with the other lost souls to claim more lives.

Drive carefully people. You have three mirrors in your car. Use them wisely. You have an indicator to well.. indicate. |:. Use it. It's saddening to see such devastating news furnishing the papers.

Apa mahu buat ini cuti?

Five days into the holiday and could you pull out of my misery? You go to the park and you see the same old faces. Lighting a cheap cigarette to be shared with 6 men, screaming to the same girl who jogs by everyday and replaying the same old lame jokes told by a 'friend' of theirs 2 years ago.

It does not impact me that much this holiday thing.

"Macam mana holiday kamu, Rex? Mesti hebat kan?"
"Sudah mula ka cuti, cikgu?"

I mean. What's school holiday for? A break away from the teachers' nuisance? A run away from schoolwork? Avoid getting questioned by your parents?

"How's your day at school son?"
"The same like the other days"

OR LIKE NOW

"How's your holiday, son"
"Like any other holidays"

Some say that we can get away from teachers during school breaks, and outside of school, they are just normal passerby. But no. We are obliged to greet them, even if they are eating, picking a fruit or stopping at a red light. We are bound to not look away and warm them with a smile and a forced wave. Even when they are busy handling an important conversation.

"Hi cikgu!!"
"Oh hello, Rex. Sori aa. Cikgu busy sekarang."
"Oh. Tidak apa cikgu! Asal saya ada ucap! Pagi tadi ada cikgu marah kami pelajar tidak berucap. Saya kena rotan dua belas kali. Jadi saya akan diri sini saja la. Takut saya kena rotan lagu. Harap cikgu faham, k? Cuti sekolah pun cikgu tetap cikgu kan?"

I'm not really sure what break we get. Homework still comes in a bundle. Oh. My mistakes. Comes in bundles. You could weigh them, you know, and I assure you it'll be heavier than a schoolbag with every text book inside. Like the ones, a naive boy would bring on their first week of school.

"Rex, besar betul beg kamu ini!?"
"Kenapa cikgu? Bukan biasa ka?"
"Apuuu.! Apa kamu bawa? Ini luar biasa la!"
"Buku teks la cikgu. Saya bawa semua."
"Huh? Kenapa pula?"
"Kalau saya ada terlupa bawa nanti, cikgu marah saya kata "Tikus baca buku kam ka!?"
"Owh."

But really. Homework. It's not a complaint. It's a mere cry of distress. There's a difference. But things like this can happen you know :

"Have you finished your holiday homework, Rex?"
"Which holiday, miss?"
*Smack in the head*

Anyway, we just have to make use of this holiday. Mine's going great so far. So to speak.

It'll be the same again.. (Poem)

Bruised, battered and diseased by ominous plague,

I was bludgeoned using the forte of the sword,

And my body was left sprawling in defeat,

Where passerby looked on with utter disgust.

 

 

So many theories, so many stories, but none of them convinced me.

Today, all credence turned brittle and an affable blow forced it to crumble. Why did I not invade my mind and divert my thoughts? Was I too attached to something that's evanescing?

It was you that ignited my hope, yet it was you who doused the flame.

And the decibel in which you propagated your tune, stirred my inner soul to a circumference larger than my humility. Thus, all hell broke lose, and behind those white lies, I could actually hear you smile.

As an open minded person sees it..

*Seen on an exam sheet*

Q2. The highest number of road accidents recorded is on Tuesday.
A. True
B. False
C. Not stated

Q3. Monday depicts a higher number of road accidents in Miri as compared to Bintulu.

A. True

B. False

C. Not stated

Q4. Both Saturday and Sunday records the same number of road accidents.

A. True

B. False

C. Not stated America

Matlamat tu penting..

Outcomes of today :

• Academic writing and creative writing are two different things. One requires you to justify your own personal opinions with your own infuriated words while the other condemns you to justify other people's opinions using their judgmental words by using your own words.


• When you're placed in a rank higher than many others, you're bound to lead. You're bound to lead an example or prepare the proper pathway for your inferiors. Not treat them like they're not to be in your league and speak of nonsensical stuffs that bring no form benefits. There's one in my school. A person who stands up front totally unprepared - except for asinine presentations -. Sorry, but this 'superior' is making an utter fool of himself.


• Another term for boyfriend is manfriend. "Is it that is your the manfriend?"


• My Bahasa Malaysia is not as bad as I thought. I did "kinda" well for a paper I lost 30 minutes from its given time.

Gone..

Turning the peg to lower the tension,

So the wave propagated may be of utter melancholy,

To vibrate the air with an intention,

That the sound is meant to be heard by only me.

I feel perturbed by playing these games,

Not because of lost or have I ended a draw,

But when I drew the outlines of my blames,

Those around would flee in distinguished awe.

I expected something of no possibilities,

It's funny I succumb to this asinine certitude,

Why did I choose her to accept my pities?

Maybe the world has crushed my fortitude.

Shower me with your majestic brilliance.. Only then will I turn back..

Parai lagik kami tok wai. Apuuuu...

4th day of exam. How? Like what we use to tell our parents when they ask "how's your day at school?" and we'll reply like our emotions are drained out "Just like any other day".

Yup. Today is just like any other exam day. This week's Thursday is in parallel with the week's Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. Smeared with pig's crap.

The reason for this is that all have not been right. Things don't always go our way. Damn right they don't. The world's a cruel place. Damn right it is. *Just went all seems to crumble shall I utter in this manner*.

"Rex a. Kenapa ini kosong? Saya sudah suruh hafal bukan!?"
"Ada. Tapi, mana la saya tahu ini keluar cikgu."
"Jadi kenapa la saya suruh hafal?"
"Kerja cikgu memang arahkan kami"
*tampar guna buku*

I mean. I've gone through this phase for the last 3 days and one may have thought the 4th day? Well, kinda laid back and used to being bewildered and acting up like the questions are taken from the pages of a long lost mythical book.

"State Raoult's law."
"Raoult's law states that for every question asked in this paper, it seems that Rex have never came across with it"
*rotan burit*

You know what, readers? I figured that maybe if I brought my IC along, eluding myself from the 30 mins penalty, I would have more time to figure out the answers. But no. All I've gotten was extra 30 mins of wondering what would happen if I used different pens for my answers.

"What does "You're gonna fail miserably in line 37 mean""?
"Hmm.. Let's see.. Should I use my mechanical pencil or the wooden one? Or maybe a black pen would be nice? But highlighter would make it look more presentable"
*15 minutes/question*

How can I go on like this? People would look at my results like I'm about to pull komodo dragon out from my socks.

"Rex, pastikan kamu dapat 4 flat"
"4 flat macam dada saya cikgu?"
*tamaparan naga*

I scrutunised every question. Pressuring my memory, in trying to recall what I've studied and what I was taught. Yet, it was to no avail. The best part is, I couldn't recall what I've 'memorised' 5 minutes before the exams begun.

"Come on, Rex. You just read it a while ago. Think. Think. Recall!"
"Sorry la. Now I've forgotten that I've actually read this just now"

I know I'll be fired with barrage of questions in due time. Mysterious questions. Similar to the ones about the Bermuda Triangle or UFO.

"Rex, kenapa kamu masih tak boleh jawab. Cikgu risau la"
"Saya pun risau la, cikgu. Memang tidak boleh jawab."
"Kenapa. Apa masalah kamu sebenarnya? Tak cukup masa belajar ka?"
"Cikgu rasa?"
"Kamu la yang jawab sendiri.!! Sudah Tingkatan Enam kamu!! Bukan budak lagi!!"
"Hmm.. Ini memang pelik la cikgu.. Kenapa oo.. Hmm.. Nak sama-sama buat research cikgu?"
*tamparan singa*

Even my MUET. I finished way ahead of the time constraint. I'm not over-confident. Is just that, let's say, if you're given an hour to finish eating a bowl of plain soup. Would you make full use of that hour? Waiting for to cool down? Lick the soup till it's dry? Leave it under the sun to evaporate? Surely, you'll finish and do nothing waiting for the time to finish.

"Kenapa awal betul habis Rex? Terlalu senang kha?"
"Bukan cikgu. Masa bagi terlalu lama. Kalau bagi soalan Physics Form 6 dengan pelajar darjah Enam. Mereka siap dalam 15 minit. Senang ka maksud dia cikgu?"
*tumbukan beruang*

Anyway, it's late. Tomorrow is the usual. Exam day. End result would be the same. I'll probably be more ready than ever by then.

Till later. Goodnight.

Today..

I loaned from the ghost with no collateral,
At least that's the impression 'it' gave me,
Before my superior desecrated my stalwart trust!
Flipped through the cells that's gullible a while,
In laying the cards and gave a good poker face.
Yet, who is it I'm deceiving?
The man in the mirror or my superior?
The commenced is like water under the bridge.
But even the marine creatures survived better,
And probably skipped through frivolous questions,
That impedes me from clambering this hill.
And again Mr.Shaw proved to be my form of justice,
Cause I've never learnt from the other side of the hourglass.
It was nihilty that appeared on the pages,
Grimaces of beasts that devoured not only my health,
But my fortitude as well.
And so, on muddy waters shall sink my foot into,
Cause pressure is inversely proportional to area,
I diminished myself just to hide from the outside.
Oh why do I cry out with long injustice words?

Did I not say hello to you? Oh wait.
You raised that wall.
Thus, I speak not only for myself, but just to myself as well.

Exactly like how you wanted..

Will we breath through the next sundown?

Another tomorrow I don't hope to witness,
Hands cling together, trusting it won't come,
Nor wanting it to succumb to time,
How I wish the day would just be numb.

Today's a gift so I shall begin to cherish,
Future's a mystery now isn't that foolish?
Why would we pray for a better tomorrow,
When all we receive is another sorrow?

Thus I shall call upon the help of the Almighty,
To hear my cry and my mournful plea,
Please end this poignant madness if you care!
Or could the witch help set my soul free?

*silence*

The nefarious laughter pierced through my senses,
As my body trembled and boiled around the torridness.
Upon my sight stood a dark beast in a black robe,
Holding a scythe that seems to imbibe me to his darkness.

I caught its gaze that soon ignited a thought in mind,
That all around me was the fire of affliction,
With painful cries devoured by blazing eternal fire,
Is this a dream or a revelation?

Then the beast in the black robe,
Portrayed it's horrid face to me like a blunt arrow,
And whispered in a voice that shattered all luminaries,
"Welcome my child. Here, there's no tomorrow"

It's difficult to know what's different..

What's it to you,

When someone says she's at a distance?

Can you touch her?

Can you sense her distinctive scent?

Can you hear her breathe?

Can you even see her?

Catch a glimpse of her shadow? Silhouette maybe?

Or do you just feel her heartbeat in yours?

If that is "a distance",

So they say,

Then we're not so far apart after all..

Oh, there you are...

A little white lie told by the black sheep of the family. Irony.

It's a close call but today's been a day brighter than any. Yeah. Any. Some might get that pun. :D

Anyway, my Ingenious Card was brought along this morning. *Cheers for me!* Thus, it was not my duty to displace myself with my fellow peers and stand outside the classroom, though my yesterday's post was a hint of doing otherwise.

But then again, like what the first line was suppose to imply - that today was all shine - , maybe  in the evening, but the after the crack of dawn? Hell hatched.

I was hoping for a better future yesterday, and what can I say? Mother nature has it's way to play with me.

I didn't do well. It's a proven theory.

"Kenapa kamu hantar kertas jawapan yang kosong!?"
"Ujian sudah mula ka cikgu??"

Maths was bad. Now, I don't intend to plague disappointment, but I did try my best.

"Rex, kamu buat betul-betul ka tidak ini?"
"Ya cikgu. Betul-betul tidak tahu. Apa boleh buat la?"
*tampar*

I seriously put on my best gear though. Unfortunately, it's a bit on the rough edge my mathematical skills today. Newtonian ATPs are not functioning properly.

"By using definitions, prove the following sets.........."
*blank answer sheet*

I used a lot of full-scape papers today. However, I've wasted them by handing it a null sheet.

Chem was another victim. Objective questions - just so you thought - gives you a better chance a hitting a target blindfolded? Wrong. Even with my eyes focusing on the bull's eye, I find it real hard to fire at will and hit the target. Pretty much like taking a picture with a SLR camera with len's cap still intake. Snapping darkness.

"Haiya! Ini bukan sudah cikgu kata akan keluar ka? Kenapa masih tak pandai buat!!?"
"Kan cikgu suruh hafal formula, mana ada saya pandai apply."
*tampar*

I'm sorry teachers. I shouldn't be blogging now, yet I'm still here. But I just want you to know that I've put my effort into it and if it goes unappreciated, there's no need for me to find reasons to understand why.

Second day of exam just didn't go better than the first. What will the 3rd day bring forth?

"Ini, kenapa ini punya ini tidak exam ini?

It shocked my outer soul to see an introvert reflection of myself. The times that crept underneath me, made me believe that all I know to be boisterous and exuberant at any extravagant act.

By breaking the social norm do I find freedom. Such are the twisted and wicked words uttered by an ingenious friend of mine, whose ingenuity could not come close to those of a crustacean. Foolish I tell you. To misinterpret what bond friendship has. However, that's a compliment which only put a Joker smile on his self proclaimed "chick magnet, charming" face. A grimace for me.

Anyhow, exams just begun. Today's day one. "How did it go?" is the cliche' question asked. "So, were you able to do it?" is a rather more caring question. My went well, except for the first half an hour. A penalty I deserve for not bringing my Ingenious Card along. But fortunately, time was my companion at it helped to finish my task professionally lousy. However, my essay was kind of satisfying for me. Though my teacher may have a contradicting opinion.

I hope history does not repeat itself as soon as the play button of tomorrow is pushed by the Big Man.

"Esok jangan lupak bawa IC kamu aa."

I had 30 minutes of fun. Watching students with fearful face and teary eyes, begging for their IC to pop out of the fishes mouth in the school lobby.

"Oh ikan. Berikanlah aku IC ku"

I had teachers asking questions of high curiosity but of low understanding.

"Eh Rex. Kamu pun tak bawa IC? Hahahahahahaha. Nyaman? Esok jangan bawa lagi."

I got to read Dewan Masyarakat and I read an article regarding the degradation of the status of teachers in Malaysia. It states that :

"Gaji guru terlalu sedikit. Kerja banyak, duit dapat sikit" - Sama kes dengan pelajar. Salah dalam ujian banyak, markah sedikit. Karma.

You see. 30 minutes penalty wasn't so bad after all. Foolishly, I plan to repeat it tomorrow, but I'm afraid that'll only effect a whole lot of people who will tunnel into everyone's business. So I might as well stick to the teachers' plans. :)

Anyway, to all who's sitting for their exams now. All the best. Like what my teachers told me

"Jawab saja apa yang kamu tahu. Yang tidak pandai itu, tulis saja apa-apa. Belum pasti tahu ada markah itu"

So you just write what you know and what you don't know, you are bound to write something too.

Q : Siapakah Perdana Menteri Malaysia yang pertama? (10m)
A : Bapa saya kata dia kawan datuk saya dan nama panggilan dia ialah Ah Meng.

And here's a great tip. Stop facebooking in this brief period of time.

"Kenapa masih main Farmville ini? Ujian mathematics suruh kamu harvest kha?"

Goodnight readers. Bring your IC. Or this will happen :

"Kenapa tak masuk kelas lagi ini? Tak bawak IC ka?"
"Ya cikgu!"
"Bodo punya pelajar!"
"Ya anda betul!"
*tumbuk terus selama 30 minit*