inferiority complex thy suffer…

I am aware that the going-ons around me does not look pretty.
My fellow countrymen in the southern part of Johor is in dire straits because of the flooding waters.

The possibility of both the wreckage and the passenger boarding the crashed Adam Air to be sighted is apparently below par.( think deep ravines and thick forests)

The bombings in Baghdad reached the 9 per day average mark.

The toll rates rose, the ikan kembong price per kilo is more than one whole chicken, the fuel price rockets. Practically everything is rising except for our salaries.

The Muslims in Palestine is still broiling in civil war.The massacre in Darfur continues.

Commenting on above events,I have nothing but my heartfelt condolences to those who are involved.
This is a pricky problem we all face. We have only condolences, maybe donate a dollar or two but nothing beyond that.

I like to call it " the close proximity involvement syndrome".Unless a tragedy befall upon my family or myself, or within my area , i will continue to say " oh, kesiannye" and quickly turn to the sport section and forgetting instantly by the flick of a page the news about the dead child  sufffocated by a pillow .

As long as my hometown is not in Johor, i dont live in Baghdad, my father still buying the groceries, and i dont have car; the lost of my pendrive ranked more as a cause for sulking  rather than hardcore poverty in Somalia.
Reality check: we are vain, people.

This is not a campaign  to suggest people seek trouble but i as pondered at the malay saying , "Dah terhantuk, baru nak tergadah" (which carry an i-told-u-so sentiment.), maybe we need to be " terhantuk"  so that we can "tergadah" and only then we "sedar and insaf".
The mat rempits terrorising the night life with death-defying stunts? Maybe we just need to let them be.Encourage accidents, maybe tolerate a death or two so that fellow survivors can have a feel at what are they in for looking at their dead friend’s brain fragments scattering on the road.A bit Machiavelian indeed, but its time to stop wasting taxpayers money anymore and the overworked police officers’ time.

Sometimes, tragedies are needed to reflect everything that we have taken for granted. To wake us up from the mollycuddling of modern comforts.
Stuff as trivial as cutleries,mattresses and mere kicap had never been important as before. Just ask the flood victims who now cant even eat without a proper plate.

okay,enough lecturing.I need to find my pendrive.

Writer’s say: Fatah and Hamas, would you guys please stop fighting, you are giving a bad image to Islam.

Its a common knowledge i never cared an iota about resolutions because i will  guarantee it will all end up on next year’s list of resolution
( moved forward because they were not accomplished within the particular year)
But,embarking  life with the ‘adult’ title now , i felt that maybe, just maybe it CAN be done.
I finally figured that whats all adults  do. Being mature and focused and sensible.(konon)
Besides,the new year resolution vibe is bugging me in the back of my head, therefore i’m assuming this might be a calling for me to get it out of the sytem.
Who knows, maybe i’m about to discover and unleash the forever elusive " malaysia boleh " spirit inside me.
Due to time constraints and priorities issues, this post will be sweet, short and frank.

My Grandoise New year resolutions

1.Sleep at 12.00 p.m not 9.30p.m.

2. Spend less money on food and channel them to buy ‘things’ for a change

3. Improve former uneligible handwriting ( its easy to read though,you  just  need to refer my writings to the nearest doctor in the neigbourhood first) up to the standard of ‘readable’.

4.Constantly remind myself that i cannot  survive trickking the guards for another 6 months without a hostel card.Get one pronto.

5.To remember that 9 is 3 to the power of two not three.

6.Read more books, not watching ANIMAX

7.Actually doing something else when at home other than cooking.( studying for instance)

8.Not losing anymore waterbottles

9.Polish back  tennis and basketball skills which have been ebbing since 2005.( i will be mightily surprised if there is any left)

10.Yong Tau Foo is not lunch

11. Write the number 5 properly without looking like the letter ‘S’

12. Find ways to not getting allergic to dust

13. Stop abusing my backpack with heavy loads and treating it with more care.

Hm. I think i just booked myself all year.

Writer’s say: the penang series may not be continued because her trusted laptop currently was quarantined at sick bay.