Archive for April 2009

This morning I went to Segamat with Faidz to settle up few things.

He didn't aware that Celcom registered him a postpaid line. Once activated, Celcom claims for the service charges even the subscriber don't use it at all.

So, he talked to the Celcom girl and he requested him to go to Celcom Centre in Melaka or Batu Pahat to appeal to service termination without paying.

Hope he'll not pay even a penny to Celcom.

And once I reached Sempana Riau, I didn't know what to do at all and launched my Photoshop CS4 to do some sketches and at last, DTRANS' towel sparked the idea to give its logo a little tweak.

Here we go:

And this morning, something made me so excited,



p/s: I have 4 more papers to go but it's so boring so that I don't know what to do.

Hello.

Today's 24 April 2009.

Just 2 days before my 2nd paper of final examination, Fundamentals of Management (MGT162).

And okay, I did revise few topics last night.

(+) Facebooking.

(+) MySpacing.

(+) Friendstering.

(+) LowYat.neting.

(+) iTunes Music Store-ing.

(+) Songs downloading.

Plus few others that consume bandwidth of an internet connection.

BUT.

What frustrates me is, the quality of the service.

Initially, I can't seem to connect to the HSDPA network for Celcom.

I called Celcom and I spoke to their Customer Service Consultant (CSC) named Mir.

I don't know why I called them. It's like I can predict what are the answers. Just like TMnet Streamyx CSCs.

What are they trained to do:

1. To ask the customers to plug in and out their modems.

2. To ask the customers to uninstall the software and install it back.

3. To ask the customers to check the APN (Access Point Name) that is *99# for Celcom.

4. To perform fault report when THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE THEY CAN DO!

But I like how Mir attend to my call, his keenness even his spoken English is the pasar one. With alot of LAHs.

Enough said.

This is just another lame entry for today.

Blablabla.

:P

Bye.

p/s: i called Mya just now and I'm deeply missing her.

p/s/s: kau tak suka aku? gi la mampos.

Oh well,

The final examination finally, officially starts today, with the first paper for BM117/01, Fundamentals of Islam, CTU101.


But, my mind keep rhyming Saosin's Voices in my head. Haha. I didn't really concentrate/focusing on the paper.

Ngeh. What's wrong with me?


X

Hi.

Okay.

Perlu diberitahu awal-awal. Bahasa yang digunakan dalam entri ini akan sedikit pelik dan berbeza berbanding entri-entri terdahulu. Bukannya apa, cuma inginkan kelainan rasanya.

Haha.

Bukannya apa, sebentar tadi, aku menghantar pesanan-pesanan ringkas kepada rakan-rakanku menggunakan bahasa Melayu dengan ejaan yang penuh, jarang-jarang kali untuk aku lakukan dan bahasa Melayu yang digunakan, hurm, sangatlah tunggang terbalik dan walaupun Fatin Idora mengatakan aku berdrama, aku sungguh tidak hirau. Haha.

Dan aku telilti, trend menggunakan bahasa Melayu didalam penulisan blog semakin menjadi-jadi kebelakangan ini dan bahasa-bahasa yang digunakan, adalah yang menjelikkan dan ada yang sempurna dan teratur. Adakah sekadar meniru atau keikhlasan menggunakan bahasa Melayu semata-mata. Pasti guru bahasa Melayu di sekolah akan memarahiku kerana bahasa yang digunakan sangat tunggang langgang. Maaf ya, Pn Suhaili di SMK Seksyen 18, Shah Alam.

Okay.

Sebentar tadi, aku ke bilik Faidz, untuk menghantar simulasi akaun iaitu 10 peratus dari markah keseluruhan bagi subjek ACC115, Financial Accounting. Oleh kerana terlampau malas untuk menyambung kerja yang diberikan, lantas, aku beri kepada Faidz untuk respons selanjutnya. Bukannya apa, imbangan duga yang tertera memberikan dua bahagian iaitu Pra dan Selepas Adjust.

Dan sekembalinya aku daripada Taming Sari, aku ke bilik air, untuk membuang air dan mengambil wudhu' untuk solat Isyak pada pukul 1.00 pagi. Kenapa lambat sangat baru nak solat Isyak? Tatkala azan Isyak berkumandang, walaupun aku di Pusat Islam, aku tidak lantas solat di situ dan terus ke Benteng Taming Sari untuk makan malam bersama Fadly dan Komander JPA ku, Danial Idris. Makan malam yang menarik kerana aku rasa, Danial sungguh tidak menyangka nampaknya orang yang dimaksudkan Fadly adalah anak buah beliau sendiri dalam platun JPA.

"Oh, kau rupanya.." ujar Danial.

Okay. Makan malam ala blind date di Melbourne? Ya betul.

Oleh kerana mataku yang sudah hampir hilang sensitiviti kepada cahaya, aku hampir tidak dapat melihat lauk yang ku makan tadi kerana gelap dek cahaya lampu yang kurang tetapi ku diamkan sahaja, malas berpindah randah.

Sempat ku bertanyakan kepada beliau, apakah dan bagaimanakah hidup sebagai seorang komander yang tampak hebat tetapi, boleh dikatakan ramai juga yang membenci komander. Bukan semua pelajar-pelajar semester satu yang suka kepada komander-komander mereka. Seperti di Sarawak dahulu, jika mereka gagal dalam Ko Kesatria mereka, yang dicaci, Komander Kesatria mereka.

"Sial lah komander aku tu, saja je nak fail kan aku.."

Begitulah ayat-ayat biasa yang aku dengar seketika ku di sana dan perkara yang sama juga ku dengar di UiTM Kampus Segamat ku ini.

Tak reti menari, disalahkan lantai.

Namun, tidak aku rasakan, kehidupan seorang komander itu susah. Bahkan menarik.


Haha.

Persetankan semua tu.

Dan akan ku turuti nasihat rakanku Faizal yang kebetulan, rakan sekolahnya, Aras Bin Rais adalah Komander (YDP kalau tidak silap) JPA ku, berkata,

"kau tengok dulu bha semester ni. kalau kau tak dapat 3.00 GPA jan bha kau jadi komander."

Ya, bahasa Melayu Sabah. Faizal dan Aras berasal dari Sabah.

Pernah aku minta Faizal mengajarkan aku bahasa Sabah akan tetapi, bahasa Sarawak sahaja yang selalu muncul keluar didalam tutur kata dan pesanan-pesanan ringkasku.

Dolok kamek sik taok ba kelaka-kelaka Sarawak tok. Mun kamek kelaka, kawan mek orang tetak jak. Palui juak asyik tetak jak. Sik ada kerja lain kah kitak orang eh? Kamek taok kamek sik pande kelaka tapi process of learning ba. Mun kitak orang lawa, sik maok ajar orang klaka, sik pa. Nang gilak ba orang cam ya. Haha.

Merepek apa malam-malam macam ni.

Okay. Entriku semakin merepek, dan masih, aku tidak boleh tamatkan malamku dengan tidurku.

Apakah Nescafe Mocha telah pandai memberi kesan kepadaku sedangkan aku imun dengan air-air kopi?

Oh tidak.

Selamat malam.

P/S: Penge-BLOG, nak menang seat MH BUSINESS CLASS? Sertai peraduan ni.

As per title, who says that guys can't be 'mengidam' like girls do? Hahaha.

Last week, during my semester break, I satisfied my taste-buds with my favourite, Carl's Jr at Sunway Pyramid just after I picked up Etie and Syaira, my ex-classmates/coursemates from MSU where they took their final examination results.

Etie is in dilemma this time when she received an offer from the UiTM to pursue Diploma in Mass Communication. And as usual, Syaira was kinda objective of her decision to quit MSU and pursue UiTM but when I listened thoroughly to Etie's story, I understood why that is the reason.



So as Ms Rogeswari (our mentor a.k.a Creative Thinking lecturer at MSU) wanna know her final decision, Etie have to make up her mind.

I hope Syaira will help Etie to make up her mind because to me, Syaira is a good companion in making decisions. Even I didn't listen to her in the first place when accepting the UiTM offer. Hahaha.

Cut the crap short, I arrived in Segamat on Tuesday (14/4) because the longer I stay at home, the longer books will kept shut. But yesterday, in the evening, I told Izzat,


Happy final examinations.

Haha.

Good luck.

X

I went on chatting with Fad last night, on YM and yes he made me realize one thing. Middle Child Syndrome.

Actually, this is a syndrome which middle children always experience and previously I was told about this by one of my lecturer in UiTM.

Somehow, Fad reminded me on this and I Google-d it.

I found it here.

The middle or second born child or children often have the sense of not belonging. They fight to receive attention from parents and others because they feel many times they are being ignored or dubbed off as being the same as another sibling. Being in the middle a child can feel insecure. The middle child often lacks drive and looks for direction from the first born child. Sometimes a middle child feels out of place because they are not over achievers and like to go with the flow of things.

Being a middle child would mean they are loners. They really don’t like to latch on to a person in a relationship, there fore they have trouble keeping one due to lack of interest. Not liking to take the limelight for anything, they are not over achievers and just simply work enough work to get by, and typically that goes with school as well as a career. They are however very artistic and creative. If forced to use abilities they will work well, but do not work well under pressure. They often start several projects but rarely keep focused long enough to finish a project.

The best career move for a middle child would be along the lines of using their creative. Going into a writing or journalism career, and into a career that they could freely express themselves would be good. Anything that would have hours that are flexible, and projects that frequently changed would be good for a middle born child. Since relationships are not of high importance to a middle child, often times they are alone. However, the best possible match for a middle child would be a last born.

If you happen to be my close friend, you'll know and understand what I BOLD-ed above.

:)

Omg.

It's been a long time havent been tagged by anyone but this time, by Fad.

Allah.

It's about wallet.

and,

here we go:

1. Snap the picture of both inner and outer of your purse :

Okay.

Hello.

I'm writing this post exactly at 8.10am just a few minutes before my FIRST final examination paper starts, HBU112, the Jabatan Pertahanan Awam Malaysia's paper.

So, I have a lot more papers coming starting next two weeks.

But most important, I'm coming back home tomorrow. Omg, I miss you, home.

Yesterday, we paid the utmost respect to the commanders, graduating commanders at Majlis Penutupan Ko-kurikulum and last, KM Khairul said,

Hello.

Well, if you happen to live in Johor or other states that celebrate the 'Keputeraan Sultan Johor', I wish you had a great holiday.

Oh by the way,

I spent my Wednesday of the holiday at my beloved 'kampung' in Muar, Johor. The journey to there takes 1.5 hour (if you're driving 120-140km/h on a Mazda like my uncle did) using the Bukit Serampang (I think the it's Bukit Serampang, pardon me if it's incorrect) bypass and 2 hours via Tangkak.

And since there was a water disruption at Sempana Riau that day, the getaway to Muar is the best. My uncle picked me up at 7.15 and reached there about 8.45 am.

I asked him,


and he spontaneously replied,

Hi.

This semester has come to its end.

Today I just finished my 2nd test for Financial Accounting (ACC115) which took place at Dewan Sri Temenggong UiTM Johor sharp at 8.00 am.

And I'm just few days away from study leave. I'll have to face JPA3 test next Saturday (11/04/2009), will be back in Shah Alam till Tuesday and return back to Segamat to study for final examination. Gotta work hard this time.

Sorry for long time no update. Kinda long time. Had fine dinner with DTRANS (society club for Diploma in Business Studies (Transport) students) at Dewan Sri Peria last week. The theme was MASQUERADE COUPLE and you know who's my couple referring to picture below. Haha. I think she's well known now in the campus. Nevermind that.

And, of course, thank you to my lecturers who are the backbone of the university, here in UiTM.