c h o c o l a t h e a d w e l c o m e s y o u

For this one post, I vow not to type the word fuck anymore. Okay, that doesn’t count. I realize that I have been angry all these time. I don’t hate people around me. I just hate the stupid things they did that pisses me off. So for once, I’ll try my very best to write something pleasing and joyful. Well, let’s see..

Owh! Owh! I know! There’s this one time where I missed photo hunting so much, I decided to bring my honey F70 along to shot somewhat I called Vega’s journey-to-the-sickening-adulthood-day (AKA her 19th birthday). But the shutter died on me. Wonder if it’s the battery.. Okay, that’s not happy..

Wait! I know! Last week my mum called me and I am so fuc- okay, I’m not allowed to say that. I am so very happy and we talked about stuff. Not that much big of deal, but she sounded all bright and chirpy! So I am totally psyched! But then, she called me back because my MUET test result was out and I don’t get any marks because I forgot to go for the speaking test. And she nagged me. So, that’s NOT happy. Those idiots should give me marks for completing my listening and writing tests, you SOBs! Okay, I’ll try again..

I got it! We went to Queensbay the other day and I really looove walking in air-conditioned malls. Owh. Minutes later, I lost the parking ticket and I paid 30 bucks for the fine. Shoot.

Wait a sec. I’m sure there’s a happy moment in my life. I just have to fork it out from my system. Okay. This one is good. I went to watch The Simpsons last night and boy that was FUN!!! Homer was so fu-, sorry, he was so darn hilarious! I love the mad women who wash her cat furiously at the lake. That was the funniest scene ever! Plus the guy who were squashed to death by the big dome when he was deciding whether to be in the dome or outside the dome. Okay! That’s fun! See! I do have happy moments in my life! But wait. We were detained for not having stupid USM car stickers when we went back to Aman that same night.

Fuck. I give up. Happy is not on my side.

Okay. First of all, to my avid blog reader, don’t be scared for i have not turned myself into a serious-edu blogger (just yet). According to our YKT214 tutor, we have to post one posting a week and spill out what we have learnt throughout the week. Well, here’s my take on the third week of the semester.

Earlier, we have watched a movie entitled: "Enemy of the State" in our second meeting with Puan Wang. Her first attempt to mingle with technology failed when she couldn’t get the projector to work. Hence the second week. Although her class was about Communication Technology, she alarms us to not be so excited for we will not learn about any technology. I, of course, have guessed it earlier that Puan Wang couldn’t be teaching us about technology because I remember how hard it is for her to figure out how to use the combination of a laptop and a projector last semester. Every time she wants to play us some movie, she will struggle with it and when she gave up (like, 30 minutes later!!), she asks for somebody else’s help. And CK comes to the rescue..

Well, basically, what I can say is: 214 is a theory class. This week, we discussed about the movie and how does communication technology is used, for whom it is built and who gets the advantage of using the technology. Which made me think, if this kind of technology exist, somebody out there know how much I spend on my weekly “secret fetish” which I couldn’t reveal here because if I do, I’ll be embarrassed to death by now. Somebody out there knew my whereabouts and if it is used against me, and if my weekly route is being shown to my parents, they will literally, drop-dead on the floor. Just imagine, our every move is being watched and recorded and in the end, being used against us. Three words: Oh-My-Gawd.

Okay, what else. I learnt that theoretically, there are 4 views on the usage of communication technology, which is optimist, pessimist, neutral and err, I couldn’t remember the other one. This is actually where my notebook comes in handy but sadly, I left it with Vega. Okay then, I could thoroughly say that I understand what Puan Wang was trying to convey to us. If I don’t, I’ll just post it here and if the tutor really read our blog, he will eventually be kind enough to explain it to us later.

The world is coming to its end. Don’t be afraid. We are the ones who made it happen. Ever notice the endless nature disasters going on nowadays? Haze, flash flood, climate change, rising number of hot spots and so forth, we made all that. So why should we be afraid when we are the ones who caused all this? We are not afraid when we log a hell lot number of trees, we are not scared when we throw rubbish all over the place, we are definitely not scared when we see black thick smoke emitted by those lorry we trail behind. Sure, some of us are conscious enough to be terrified of all the pollution that has been going on like, forever!! But we are not really bothered by all these signs of apocalypse. We ignored it. We pretend it didn’t happen while we happily threw another non-degradable plastic bag out of our car window.

For all of this cause, I pledge to be an environmentalist. I hate to see the world that I grew fond of lost its beauty and I love my oxygen. Can you imagine one day where we have to pay for the air that we breathe in because it is decreasing in amount or badly polluted. Imagine us bearing an aqualung everywhere we go. We might not know this, but there is actually a lot of stuff that we young people can do to prevent our world from dying. Being environmentalist doesn’t mean you are a boring green-freak. It’s actually cool. We are in league with Cameron Diaz, which is by the way, the most gorgeous environmentalist ever. For new pledgers like me, we don’t have to go overboard. The small things that we do counts.

The tiniest stuff, for instance turning off the tap while brushing your teeth will save us much water. The same goes for turning off the electricity when you don’t need it. I’m currently trying to deny any usage of plastic bags especially the ones where they store our food and beverages. And I’m trying to get used to the idea of using Tupperware when I “ta pau” my dinner. Furthermore, I know you’ve been in the situation where you walk down by the DK foyer and there’s a lot of people passing you small notes or flyers noticing you about some organization’s current event or the endless spectacles promotions (I don’t wear glasses you idiots! It’s so obvious!). You can politely refuse to accept the flyers. I know one fact that you will beyond doubt go through the flyers for a split second and the flyers ended up in a bin, which is worse when the bin is not a recycling bin. Deny any offerings of flyers especially when you are not interested or you can read it on the spot and return it back politely to the person who handed it to you.

It’s actually very refreshing, to know that you are saving the world by doing these small deeds. At least you know you have tried to save the environment rather than doing nothing about it or worse, not doing anything to save the world. We are changing the world. The least thing the world need is for us to complain about the hot weather and the pollution when in the same time, we are doing nothing to prevent it from getting worse. What a loss to watch the world dying day by day while we are being ignorant and totally selfish to let the only place that we have and inhabited for the past millions of years die because of it. I’m not asking you guys to jump up and be a fanatical environmentalist after reading this but at least, think about it. The world needs us.

When you’re getting older, the only thing that concerns you the most is your parents. You started to think how cruel you were towards them when you were that annoying little brat in your teenage years. Remember how you stood by your stupid decision to go out with your friends even though they tried to stop you because of the possible hazards that might occur to their precious little gems? You don’t? Okay.. Then I am the only person on earth who thinks so. And that is because I used to be that little brat. I’m 22 now and when I reminisce the old times, I stop for a while and slap myself for being a total jackass back then. And as a sign of regret, you decided, you won’t let anybody else to hurt your parents. Especially strangers. Hence, this is a story where I am being protective of my parents as the sign of repent for the days where I disobeyed my parents and hurt them. Tonight, my home faced the annoying recurring blackouts. Just 2 nights before, we had the same problem and the TNB people were “kind” enough to answer our call and only send help 2 hours later. How “sweet” of them.. I could give them a hug for the “speedy” and “reliable” “help” they provide us. But, I don’t know what the fucking problem is, the blackout happened again tonight and I’m glad that I charged my laptop’s battery earlier. I doubt that the fact that we have 2 freezer and 3 television contribute to this frequent blackouts. If that so, why the heck everyone else in the whole wide world didn’t have the blackouts? Thus, in 2 am in the morning, my mum and dad calls the TNB to sought for their so-called help. Due to their oblivion in the technology department, they pushed the buttons on their cell phone, which turns out to be the silent mode button. Hence, the phone muted. So the fucking “friendly” TNB people calls are not within my parents audible range and therefore, it is ignored. It’s not their fault they don’t know how to operate the cell. Mind you, my dad is in his 60s and my mum’s in her late 50s. So they are pretty cool old people who still can drive around in a Kembara independently back and forth to KL and operate complex cell phones. Not to mention Astro’s ever-tricky remote. Back to the “chicken soup of the day” story I try to write here, so I got up from my bed after remembering that I had leave the tap running on my last visit to the bathroom like, an hour ago and suddenly I heard my parents called me from downstairs, I went to get them and I saw my mum grumbling annoyingly about the phone being muted and they didn’t heard the last call in. Just seconds before I push some buttons to repair the damage done by whoever it is, the phone bears an unknown number and I picked it up. It turns out to be our “superhero” for the day! The TNB man! Yeeehaaa! NOT!! Rudely, the impolite TNB person on the other line decided to give the person on the other line (which is me) a lesson or two about standing by the phone when people call you up. What the fuck man? I am the technology expert here okay! The exasperated man gave me some 5 minutes lecture about how he had called for 20 times and nobody picks up. Yeah right. 20 times? I doubt it. Furthermore if they really called for 20 times, so what? It’s their job to ensure we get the lights. We don’t pay the bills for nothing you sicko! Luckily my period has passed a few days ago, so I can’t be pissy. And luckily I answer the phone for I don’t want my mum or dad to be dishonored by the asshole. The fact that they treat us badly gave me a thought of thrashing TNB’s place so that they will die electrocuted. That’ll be a total ironic way to die for an electrician. Can’t they talk nicely? It’s not as if they were really busy at nighttime compared in the daytime. I bet they were not that busy. I bet they were lounging around, talking about Erra Fazira’s boobs or betting on who could electrocute themselves without dying for the next 2 minutes before they get the call from my dad complaining about the power source. Those retards really get on your nerves. After making sure that those bastards finish moaning about how “tired” it is dialing up our numbers to an unanswered phone, I hand over the cell to my dad. From what I heard, the man tried to blame us for the problem and it’s not their fault. Whereas, my dad tried to convince them that it is their “tiang” outside our home that has problem. Not our power box. I keep on wondering why the heck these people refuse to be nice to us who paid their asses every month and get their ugly asses here and check out the problem. It’s not as if every household were calling for them tonight. Owh wait, I know, it’s 2 am in the morning and they are too lazy to drag their asses “half-way across the world” to our home. Then what do we pay you for? Snoring? Jerking off? Retards.. So the TNB people reluctantly went to our home and thank god by the time they came, the electricity bounced back. All of the sudden! Can you believe it? God’s will. I believe in that.  So the awfully “gracious” TNB people came for nothing! HAHAHA! See who have the last laugh now you assholes! They’re so pissed that they sort of mention that my dad was pulling pranks on them. Again, what the fuck? Who would do that 3 am in the fucking morning? Just say that you are lazy enough to do your job and only yearn for “gaji buta” at the end of each month.  You see, if you could be a little polite on the phone earlier, all of this wouldn’t happen. God will not punish you right away like this. God will not punish you for being a jackass towards my parents. I love god and his prowess!

Moral of this chicken soup: God rules!!