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Okay, life’s been ok past few days, or week fer that matter, gonna go for a short holiday this coming friday, the sandy beaches of Kuantan, one night, makan buffet like crazy then go beach, then go sleep, then go fish, then go back

Anyway, what’s been interesting past few days really, is this new discovery, a new discovery in terms of my stupid papers, u see……….once upon a time ar, I failed two papers, both also important ( duh….), and when I failed the first time, I studied based on whatever my lecturer gave us la, plus attending revision class summore u know, so I hero la, remember everything, wah damn action, do the tutorial over and over again, like tim mcgraw and nelly, lalalalala

Anyway, the gist is this, for 14 weeks plus 6 more for revision before the resits, of which I also failed, I never fully understood what Financial Management and Control meant, I din get anything, I just memorized everything, and again, I failed, once bitten twice shy, I got bitten twice.

I was wondering u know, where did I go wrong, what did I do wrong, until when I vowed never to touch my lecturer’s notes, skip it and read and understand EVERY SINGLE PAGE ON MY ACCA MANUAL. I did that, painstakingly slow but man, trust me, I never felt more relieved and charged up for the paper, at least now I understand.

No,it’s not bragging that I am better than the lecturers, it’s just that, the simplicity of sumthing was made like such a big deal by the lecturers that it instilled fear of the paper throughout the entire semester and really more than half of my class lingkup first time, and another 82 lingkup second time, now these 82 kids are sitting it again in 20 days, I dunno about me frens but I wish them well, it’s this silly mentality of ppl having to only remember the questions predicted by our lecturer that’s more important and knowing how to explain the practical part is secondary, I mean, internal papers sure la can, external ar?? Die la…….. and one more thing, I tried study group with a few fellas, all they did  was focus on the topics only, dun go by order, one minute finance one minute management, wah I crazy liao lor……..hey fren, if it’s meant to be studying like that, the kwai lohs won’t number or index ur topics in order from 1 – 27 right??, why u skip when u shouldn’t?? u think u what?? Hero ar??

Anyway, after two months of painstakingly attempting one question after another, I see light, I see future, I see stars, I see everything nice and clear, thank God,

No offense, but despite all the knowledge that is in store with my lecturer, ma’am no offense, u didn’t give me anything. It’s sad when I have to learn my own mistakes while u go bragging that our paper is not as tough as the MA students, and that we dun have to go too detail and we’re lucky and the constant reminder that it was U who prepared the paper, we did not learn, I have done a survey of a few classmates who passed the paper, 90% of em said they dun remember much about the paper, and it’s sad as we’re suppose to study the extended version of it next sem. Wish those guys luck la, I’m okay, I had the OPPORTUNITY TO FAIL, and re learn and now I am even ready to embrace the higher level topics next sem, it’s gonna be showdown time, Cynical as I may be, We did not learn financial management, we merely remembered the answers. =). Some were lucky, I wasn’t.

So, anyone else reading this, after three years in college, it’s more important really to understand the issue at hand than to memorize, it’s like me telling u ur mother’s a woman, but take it from a guy who failed not once but twice in the same sitting, to those who think that u can clear all ur papers by memorizing, man, u;re gonna die real soon.

Ciaoz Take Care

Okay, today was interesting enuff, actually I wrote a blog for yesterday but well, thanks to the power of modern technology, I  lost it, never mind, so today’s a brief of yesterday and full of today,

Yesterday, woke up at 5AM with a motherload of a stomach ache and sat in the toilet for 45 min. Bugger, shit until I cry man, it was painful, well, how I ended up like that is totally my fault, well…..it all began, many many hours ago, after my Japanese dinner the night before with me girl to celebrate me bday, wahlau, sushi la, udon la, and other terror terror Chinese obscenities sounding Japanese stuff, and loads of Ocha green tea, so full, so happy la, we skipped alfresco coffee in Bbintang cuz it was raining, so we went KLCC la, jalan jalan lor, okay, done with that, nightcap, went for coffee at san fran, so, since we had 9 drinks paid, our tenth is free ma, any drink, on the house, so myself greedy as usual, took the largest most expensive cup of frisco frappe chocolate extreme, I tell u, sinful as hell, damn tasty, damn shiok, wah hero la, finish ice blended stuff on a cold cold night, while my girl took the smart decision to drink only warm small hot chocolate to keep warm on a cold night, as if that wasn;t enuff, I like hero summore, bday no cake not nice rite??, so went and order one more powerful chocolate blackforest cake ( one slice) AMA, damn tasty also, damn shiok also, and damn happy contented liao, went home hero also la, like nothing happen, took a shower and net summore, went to sleep la,……then at 5AM u know la what happened……tu lah sendiri cari pasal, so, one advice to greedy buggers out there, Green Tea and Chocolate Ice Blended within 2 hours is a recipe for a sore anus, so stay away from it, SAY TAK NAK OK. Pain wei

Okay, today just got back from my college’s grand event, ACCA premier plus status recognition presentation ceremony, a mouthful, anyway, okay la, big event ma, but I tell u why this  should be worth the notation,

Anyway, okay, students arrived between 8.30 to 9 la, so, all line up like small boy small girls get free ACCA T shirt to celebrate the event la, okay la, I was late so the blues, the reds all finish, left only with BRIGHT yellow and orange, I took the former, ok done, changed, and ready to ‘celebrate” this event, okay la, wait and wait and wait, and wait like a moron like that, more students came in, so I help carry chairs la, the least I could do, okay settled, wait summore,

Okay the bitchin part, as if the MC not only share the same name as mine, he’s an arrogant Schmuck too, never mind la, so continue, we had to ‘rehearse” the event summore, ALAMAK, rehearse for this event?? C’mon?? why la the hype?? So, stand la sit la, stand la clap la, sit la like dogs like that, okay, still can tolerate, moving on, wait summore, then okay la, the kwai loh came liao, waaaahhhh soooooo terrrooorr….we had bunga manggar ( traditional malay wedding style deco, basically papaya on top with colorful frills stuck on it, actually very nice one, and the chicks took the time to wear traditional costumes, wah I was impressed, very impressed, all the effort, good, now the dreaded part came in, the entry music, OKAY….we had malay kebaya, Kurung, cheongsam, sarees, everything la, Malaysia Boleh spirit la, but upon entry, I heard no Kompang beatings, AIYOR……., instead they blared this really Jinjang High Techno Gizzo Fillo boom boom bang bang music piece that pierced the ears of the jet lagged kwai loh, poor fellow must be wondering whether he is in a disco party or a college hall, embarrassing, at the very least please la, pay 100 bucks for some amateur malay boys to play the kompang while coming in also not too difficult one, but dun la go play sum Techno music for welcoming ur guest from the Queen’s land la, so malu leh,

Okay,  speeches were motivating but well…..we won’t say anything bout our VVIPs la, too sensitive summore our students might be reading this also

Okay part two of bitchin, The GIRLS, aiyor I tell u, my coursemates summore, upon the leaving of the VIPs, the girls all excited like teenage girls high on drugs and seeing the backstreet boys like that, AIYO AMA AMA, ask for autograph la, HEY SHY LA A BIT!!!! One kwai loh and all want to panic ask for autograph, I tell u ar, I’ve never seen the “uluness” of some of my self acclaimed “ sophisticated” girl coursemates, not that he was a very good looking man, and no celebrity either but he’s got good speech delivery, hey ppl won’t sit as CEO of ACCA for nothing la =) but the girls in my course, embarrassing, I dun wanna name names, but shy la a bit ok……..then the mother load of all embarrassment, aiyor, handshake the hand touch the face one u know, after the handshake, they rubbed their hands on their faces, I tell u ar…………………*shakes head*

So far that’s the only bitching to do la, will keep ya all updated, but Kudos to the 19 month old CEO of ACCA, Glasgow, thank u for recognizing our college, and all the best to ACCA man, we rock, and yeah my yellow t shirt, okay kewl, but expected an imported one la, c’mon we pay 57 pounds a year u know,

So ciAoz guys, see ya all next time =)

Hah, 1 more hour till i officially become 22, come to think of it, time flies, my zip flies, my house also many flies, ok, everything flies nowadays, sayang, girl’s skirts are still intact. well..one more year to the list, and life’s been mundane, normal, and all, i dunno why, but past week i have been daydreaming of striking lottery, i mean who doesn’t anyway….but this time it’s real, this time it looks so clear, but i suppose that’s because i’ve been staying at home too much, anyway, it’s good, studies are pressuring as usual, so i need stress reliever like these, never really daydreamed much before, i suppose i’ll have to stop once my books start calling, well…..life’s again like that lor….

wlel, today i was thinking of sharing an interesting revelation, on how a monkey like me ended up in a college i actualy swore never to go to and a field i swore never to get myself into, i’m in TAR college, yeah, the  "WO menderin" gang…and guess what, i am at the pinnacle of wo menderin gang, AH Kaunting ah…….well…yeah i sucked at accounts in form 3, i lived very close to the college, but i ended up doing it, sigh….well…so here’s the story..how it all began…..

once upon a time, long before ur time, and my time, i was a passionate, crazy, science/ engineering wannabe, so i terror la, read powderful powderful books on physics, bio la etc, wanna become "anjingnyer" ma, so, after form 5, results sucked, but hey i actually qualified diploma course u know, but aisayman, economy crash came, so, got to enrol form 6 in govt school, which i’ll talk about next time around, so, in form 6, simply put, while trying to get through with experiment ABC, i realized, i am born to push papers to make money not prove sum proven theory by sum donkey scientist, i needed to go into corporate business, i needed to……………………………..jeng jeng jeng……………………………………………………. play with accounts….

so, now that;s it’s my b’day, im looking at the past, realizing, that life ain;t what u might want it to be, it comes, it goes, it stays, it irritates, it’s all interestingly ironic, as if God has this weird sense of humor, well……..22 years breathing the sweet sweet air of the world, regret sure got one, like for instance, why couldn’t i be the lousy swimmer and not reach the egg?? but oh well..wat the heck, i’m still here

so…..22 years liao la, big BIG boy liao la, gonna have dinner with me girl, japanese, the way SHE likes it, ( last time we had western) so………wait la and see….

yah, the priest that looks like my uncle, i’ll post a picture one day of him and my uncle, sureu cannot tell the difference one..till then peopl.

CiAoz,. btw, thanks tharish for giving ur two cents here =)

ok i’m back, at least not too sang see hang as my other projects, this one entered it’s second day, good,

Okay, today ar…..alright la, spent the whole morning at home, read some stuff, watch porn, what else??….hmmm…yeah, i never felt so good skipping the old f&^%%’s class before, neh the one who teaches me some info system class, wah i tell u ar, that fellow takes 1 hour 45 minutes to answer one very very very very very very very very very very simple question as if it was the motherload of all questions. damn annoying wei. So, the past three weeks that i DID attend his class, i went in, took my attendance, walked out half hour later, went to the canteen, ate my lunch, went to the library, read Times, call my girl, chat with sum chicks, and went in an hour and a half later in which much to my " surprise" we’re still in question 2, so i went out 5 minutes later, went to the toilet, took my sweeeeeeeeeeeet time peeing, ( i think i even managed to shape all my name letters in the water) comb my hair, dust my shirt, posing posing sikit( f%^% i think i’m getting the fag act man), then slowly walk up the stairs to my class, Oh My, we’re still in question 2, so, u get the drift right, well since names are withheld to protect whatever "balding" privacy he has, i suppose we’ll just leave the name bitchin alone la….definitely an old f@##$#. enuff said.Well, we’re well into our 11th week, so i suppose i’ll just make good use of the time i have by not going for his class la, felt sooooooooooooooooo good,

yeah, the debates, ok, yeah i am a debater, neh the photo of myself, taken recently one lor, in fact exactly 7 days ago,got two wonderful teammates, which hah, a guy named swee kim ( yeah a GUY named SWEE KIM) calls….the short indian girl and the short chinese chap…..anyway, love u fellas ( alvin and tharISHnI), yea if u took the time to read their blogs u would have known how bitchy, biased, and unfair the adjudication were, well, life’s like that right?? i suppose i didn;t cry enough to obtain pity from the Chief Adj. to win gua? anyway, what is done is done, i got another piece of metal on my cupboard, and alvin got just enough metal to kick start his abandoned project and tharishni probably has another equipment to beat the crap out of her brother. We were so dissapointed with the results, my good fren Alvin ate Kuih Lapis in CHili sauce meant for the popiah, sad hor?? and me?? i had to keep this really fake smile throughout the entire protocol photo session. and tharishni only wanted to vomit, poor girl, she was sick but even so, she still outdebated some fat ass ( please go to ali’s blog for more detailed description of this human being) on the opposition side. well, dun wanna talk too much about it, or my heart will go on……..

ok the haze, yeah, u know what, i was born and bred KL and i never really had sentiments for this shitty place, but yesterday, after the rains, when KL was so clear, i actually learnt to appreciate looking at it, i never felt sooooooooo good looking at KL before, so, the penang fellas better pray it go Thailand or sumthing, it’s so funny, we had to pray to God to help get rid of some smoke but we can predict the weather at 97% accuracy??…..

tmrw, gonna skip moral, gonna go for the tutorial, play some ball, haze over liao praise the lord, then back to the mudane activity of pressing clutch, letting go clutch, press accelerator for the next 1000 times or so…geesh…like drebar like that….

Oh yah, wait next time around, i’ll talk about my church priest, man, he’s funny, like ah piau wearing a robe, i tell u ar, that fella striking resemblance of my looooooooooong lost uncle, till the next time la

oh ya, title was dial up sucks, nothing here relates to dial up, so here goes, the dial up is so slow, it took me 5 minutes to get to this page where i am writting some rubbish for the public’s viewing

Ok, dunno if i got this right. I finally caught up with the blogging thing, we’ll see if it’s a " sang see hang" thing, we’ll see we’ll see…..

actually ar, wanted to create one on my birdday, but sayang. today connection slightly better and won;t take me like forever to load a page. AMen.

Must make sure my blog better than me sister’s.

Ok la, everybody also talk about haze, so i start with haze also lor, thank god i created my first blog on a HAZE FREE day, rain today ma, fantastic, felt good all over, finally no more dusty feeling on my skin, man i am starting to sound like a fag. Gee….maybe got future leh =P

Okay, alvin, up yours, i’ll be BAK with more stuff with more shit than u have take that, =P

ok people, enjoy what’s coming up next, more rubbish, loads of crap from all perspective..in fact i’ll have one now

I was just wondering…..human beings are cute little creatures, helpless but egoistically challenged at other times, we can fly to the moon, yeah…we can jump so high with a stick in the olympics, we can drive like Jeremy Clarkson when he is drunk, but when it comes to some silly smoke over our heads we cry and start begging God for help, Sheesh…pettty little things……