Physics and The Story Behind It..

29th July 2009, Physics period. Venue: Physics Lab 3

We were sorted into 3 groups, according to the topics that needed to be presented during the lesson. Each of student was asked to do “A Lucky Draw”, which wasn’t that lucky for some people. Once I did my lucky draw, I quickly opened the white small sheet. Written on the paper was number 2. Atomic Structure, the sub topic that I was assigned to do with my other group members. Nash was supposed in group 2 but eventually, he didn’t seem to like to co-operate with me. At first, I thought he was just pulling my legs, making annoying face expression just to play trick on me. Later, my hunch proved me wrong. He was reluctant to be in my group. I was pretty devastated. I mean, I know the fact that not everybody will like me, but just don’t make it too obvious. It was so obvious. I just can tell. You would know if a person is not comfortable working with you. I ignored my feelings, and carried my self to the library, discussing the sub-topic with my other group members, Ain, Sheila and Ifa. It was a simple sub topic so, discussing it wasn’t that agonizing 

I spent the remaining 30 minutes flipping through the news papers. MEGA, the entertainment column. My FAVOURITE! :p

Getting bored of the not-so-interesting news, I went to hang out with Liyana. She was reading the news regarding the 3rd death of H1N1 victim out loud. With the naïve and innocent look shined on her face, she read the name of the deceased confidently.

Liyana ; Li Tiong Lai!

Elly : Eyh, to bukan name menteri ke?


Hahaha.. Liyana..

Then, it was presentation moment. One after another, group by group. Then, it was time for my group. As I was presenting my part, I explained about the mass of electron and proton and as well as the figures. Then Nash asked me:

“Ape die dawa?”
“ Carik lah sendiri”, I said in the most arrogant and cocky way. Hatred pervaded my soul.

“ Teme kaseyh sgt dawa”, he replied

I wasn’t that mean. No matter how much I was being angry, I won’t let a person not knowing what he or she should know. I later then wrote the figures on the white board. I took a glimpse of his face, gave him a stare of hatred, this time it was like flaming in fire. I didn’t realize whether he noticed it or not.

That’s the end of my tragic story during physics lesson.

13th May 1969...

8.00 am. It was BM period in wispi 4. The worst place in KMS to have an academic session. Sheila and Tifa had already prepared their presentation for a poem entitled "Salam Benua" composed by the late Usman Awang.. Sheila was plucking the guitar, providing a live background music and tifa recited the poem in the most simple way but yet meaningful. As they explained to the whole class, they came across a symbolic phrase that triggered the learning session in that morning... "gerhana mei".

Sheila: Okeyh smue. Gerhana mei ini merupakan simbolik kejadian 13 Mei 1969.. Kite smue tahu kan ape yg terjadi pada tahun itu.. seterusnya...

Puan Azizah: Bagaimana awak tahu gerhana mei itu merupakan simbolik kejadian 13 mei? Boleh jadi 16 mei, dan 31 mei? mengapa?

Tifa: (trying to settle down the crucial situation) Sbb peristiwe tuh significant pada negara kita..

Definitely a wrong turn. I can see a glint of unsatisfactory in Puan Azizah's eyes. I knew that things will be even chaos... and i was right..

Puan Azizah said something that completely change my perspective about life..

"Awak tak buat research pasal 13 mei bukan? Enkorang taw x ape bende nye 13 mei neyh? Mende nie korang patut taw, lagi2 yang nk fly pegi overseas.. Sedih saye tgk anak-anak muda sekarang buat xhirau mende2 mcm nie. Taw xkorang kalau xder orang bejuang untuk orang melayu, jangan harap lah korang nak merasa pegi luar negara. orang cina walaupun tak dapat scholarships, boleyh je pegi luar negara. Diorang ade duit, ekonomi diorang yang conquer.. Kite neyh? Harapkan biasiswa kerajaan. itupun ade yg xsdr diri lagi. Sy taw betapa ngerinya kejadian 13 mei tuh. Sy f3 pada masa itu. Sy igt lagi orang cina mati dibunuh, dan dibuang ke dalam sungai. Mase tuh, dh xkire jiran ke ape ke. Masing-masing ade kepentingan sendiri. Orang melayu neyh pantang dicabar. Itulah yang bagus pasal orang melayu neyh. Xmustahil 13 mei nie jadik lagi kalau kita xberhati-hati. Sedarlah smue. Amik taw lah jugak pasal mende2 mcm nie. Jangan bile bace surat khabar tuh, bukan hiburan je. Sukan je... Awak nnti dh jadik doctor, engineer ke, balik malaysia and tolong orang melayu. Kuasai ekonomi, barulah orang melayu boleyh maju..."

I was so mesmerized with her long and meaningful speech. I realized that our new generation including myself is living in too comfortable zone because we do not struggle to get what we want. "Melayu Mudah Lupa". That's for sure. I hope that i will keep on being reminded by people around me the main reason I am here. Being sponsored by MARA. Sounds cliche? It's up to you to decide....

My love :)

Pink + greenish blue = eternity love ..

Shadows of ours...

weee~

Global warming??? definitely :P

Posing in a very polite way :P

My other halve ^_^

Mother nature :)

Sajak Untuk Kekasih :)

Suatu senja..
Termangu aku menanti
Dari jauh ku lihat kelibatmu..
Datang berlari ke arah ku..
Dengan senyuman yang terukir di bibirmu..
Terlukis jua di hatiku..

Masih kah dikau ingat
Pada waktu itu..
Hanya kau dan aku
Seolah-olah dunia berputar mengelilingi kita..

Tak dapat ku bayangkan..
Hidupku tanpa dirimu..
Ku umpama si buta dalam gelita..
Derita melanda jiwa..

Kadangkala..
Ombak datang melanda..
Badai datang menjelma..
Teguhkan kasih kita.
Pertahankanlah mahligai cinta yang terbina..
Sekian lama..

Ku Panjatkan doa..
Menghamparkan sejuta harapan..
Kepada Yang Maha Esa.
Agar berkekalan kasih kita..
Selamanya…



I dedicate this poem ( my master piece) to my only Grizzly Bear.
I love u :)

PWTC...

Mesyuarat Agung Tahunan Ansara :p

The one and only.. DATO MUKHRIZ MAHATHIR.. :)

the "Urus Setia" team.. From left : Samihah, Mahani, Hidayah Wahid, Teacher Hendon, Abe, Mamat

All of our preparations..

On 11th July 2009, my colleagues and I attended Mesyuarat Agung Tahunan Ansara 2009. It was pretty much a memorable experince as I met some of the famous people in Malaysia. A few Dato' and Tan Sri.. And of course, Dato Mukhriz Mahathir. Interesting. I love it :)

Grizzly Bear..

I dedicate this poem especially for you.. and only you....


An Entrapment

My love, I have tried with all my being
to grasp a form comparable to thine own,
but nothing seems worthy;

I know now why Shakespeare could not
compare his love to a summer’s day.
It would be a crime to denounce the beauty
of such a creature as thee,
to simply cast away the precision
God had placed in forging you.

Each facet of your being
whether it physical or spiritual
is an ensnarement
from which there is no release.
But I do not wish release.
I wish to stay entrapped forever.
With you for all eternity.
Our hearts, always as one.

Things Fall Apart..

Eventually, my beloved college or also known as KOLEJ MARA SEREMBAN is implementing active learning in our lecturers and studying as well. According to our Bonda Director, students must seek all the information on our own and not relying on teachers 100%. Yesterday, she mentioned about active learning once again during our monthly assembly. Hot, hot and extra hot. Quote:

" You are the cream of creme'. Scoring straight A's for your SPM. I don't want you to be spoon fed. And worst... being breast-fed"

Giggle... haha... She was so "Hilarious". Just now in chemistry class, i was pretty blur and pondering around when Wanie explained about basic buffer. I know i shouldn't have said this, but seriously.... she was mumbling rather than explaining. Sigh. Active Learning.


I really need my own time to adjust my mindset about the whole new active learning approach. I am not against it, but it's just too drastic for me. Certain people who can't stand the pressure would definitely crack their heads off.. One good example...


Mia. My BIO mentor. I am NOT talking trash about her, but i think she was being too emotional about studies and all sorts of things. For instance, just now we had a group discussion during BIO class. Teacher Jue can't make it due to some reasons. I have no idea myself. I was trying to calm down by listening to my play list and then...


Mia was sulking... She didn't join the discussion. After a while...... BOOM!! Volcano eruption.. She was ACTING like a mad cow. Nagging me like as if i was a 5 years old kid. It was totally unnecessarily for her to erupt in such a way. Pretty funny to me as i didn't hear a word .... haha...

And after a while, she cooled down and apologized to me for what she had done. Mia, mia.. I am hoping she can cope with all the stress that IB life offers.. A must indeed...


Anyway, one problem solved, the new one turned up. The teachers here should know that, we the IB seniors would have no time to cramp in 10000 activities at a time. All right. Maybe i was exaggerating. Here's the thing. IA Math MUST BE SUBMITTED ON MONDAY ; 13TH JULY 2009. it's like a few days remaining, and guess what? Miyn and I and some others were assigned to attend "Mesyuarat Agong Ansara 2009" held in PWTC on this Saturday. Teacher Jue was right. This college will always says yes to everything... Yes, Yes, and Yes... There are things that we have to do, for instance slide shows, fliers and decorating some display boards. I don't mind helping the teachers... BUT THE TIME IS NOT RIGHT!!!

i can only follow as being ordered.. Hopefully i would be able to go through this with an open heart......................

Makcik Cleaner, Pakcik Rahman, Tamam

1st of July. The worst day in my life as an IB senior in KMS. Same goes with Elly. Here is my story..

I was reading Reader's Disgest in my new room, and switching on my lap top to try my luck this tim to connect with the internet. Then the chaos began.

" Adik, kenape adik ade kt bilik nie??. Bilik nie patutnye kosong", the makcik cleaner said in the most annoying way.

"makcik... saye memang kene pindah bawah. Warden yang suruh," i replied in a proper way..

then she asked me again..

" Nie kenape luar basah nie? makcik dah kemas dh ari tuh...", she started to lose her temper..

mine as well...

" makcik, kami cuci semalam. dapat taw pown 2 hari lepas.. rushing"

" Kenape xpindah awal2? nie mcm mane nie??"

" Bilik nie kunci 2 ari lepas. Kami xdapat masok".


then the conversation went on and on. My blood rushed to my brain. I was so pissed off and annoyed with the way she talked to me.

i thought that was the end. I was wrong. later, an old man came into my room. Pakcik Rahman. The same question, with the same answer. And the same tone..


" Kenape kamu kat sini??"

" I was being ordered to move."

" hmmm... Who asked u to do so?"

" Cikgu Ikhwan"

" HAish.. Ikhwan pown satu.. Nanti macam mane nnti? clash ngan juniors.."

At that moment, i was like.. what the hack? I was ordered to move and this is what i get.

he then continued..

" Pakcik xnak awak ade masalah nti. Susah. nnti parents yang datang cakap ape plak kan.. susah kami nanti"

"saye faham pakcik.."

"awak ade keje xnie?"

"xder"

"kalau macam tuh.. tlg makcik neyh.. Tunggu sini smpai junior sampai"

" tp pukol 10.30 saya ade duty."

"xpe2. lambat lagi.."

i just can't stand it. I immedietly texted fatin to come over to my room. A few minutes later, she gave me a call.. She confirmed that everything is under control and my room will not be entered by any juniors because they had already arranged everything. Relived, i told that to Pakcik Rahman. Ironically, he didn't take it seriously. He had a doubt in his eyes. i just can tell..


The drama got even interesting.. Tamam turned up. I thought he would attack me like the others. He saved me somehow..

Pakcik Rahman : Sy takot bilik laen clash. Masalah kite nanti..

Tamam : Memang bilik nie untuk IB senior.

Pakcik Rahman : ouh.. Klu mcm tuh xper lah..


shish.. I supposed i am just too young for people to trust me.. sigh, sigh, sigh...


Tamam asked whether i had cleared up my room upstairs. and he asked me to clear up the room as soon as possible..


Later, i went upstairs to let my roomate, Elly about the news. She was sick. Having fever and severe head ache. I told her in a rush.

"Elly, we need to clear up this room now"

As she heard me uttering the word "NOW", she started cursing. I mean, it wasn't her fault to do so.. She was sick. A few words slipped away from her mouth. The words shall private and confidental. :p

WIth the help from fatin, we managed to clear up the room and took some of Elly's and Ifa's stuff downstairs. Some of their belongings were placed in the utility room. Imaginable. That's the right expression of my feelings at that time. There was nothing else we could do.

At last, Elly could rest. I understand how she felt. Angry, for sure and dissapointed. She kept on cursing all the makcik cleaners for messing around with her. Pity Elly. I let her to rest on my bed since her bed had a mountain of books, clothes and some others.We'll deal with it later on...



Ifa turned up after a while. She apologized for not being there when that happened. What was funny, Ifa had to listen to Elly's long lecture about the makcik cleaner. Thank goodness she was being patient. A few minutes later,she had to go to handle the registration for the new students. Leaving me with Elly once again.


Elly kept on cursing about the college and the makcik cleaner. I just listened to what she said and continued writing my blog. First draft, since i wasn't able to connect with any internet connection. It was okeyh, i didn't mind. As long as she felt at ease. :)

10.30. Duty calls... and for the past 30 minutes, i was writing and still writing and doing the announcement at the same time. I can call my self, The Super DAWA.. haha... kidding..

I am so hungry right now.. I shall stop here. Like my other posts, i shall conclude what i have written....


IN A NUT SHELL, i need to be patient when it comes to any circumstances despite whatever happens. And,i am so glad that i still have the "nilai-nilai murni", "kesopanan dan kesusilaan" despite i was angry. ^_^

New Room!!

New room, with internet connection. woohoo!!! The first thing that came across my mind. But eventually... There was not any internet connection, I mean. there was. But the strength was low. Or perhaps there was error in the internet connection. Anyway. 8.30 pm. I rushed down to my filty, dusty new room. Ifa had already started cleaning the room. Holding a mop and a pail in my both hands, I started doing my job. CLEANING THE ROOM!!

Despite we already cleaned the room, it was still dusty. The floor especially. We mopped the floor, with soapy water. But yet, the dirt didn't seem to be vanished. The worst thing was that, there was stagnant water in the room. Fail in construction. My own term. hehe..

Ifa and I worked so hard to make sure the water would flow out of our room. And we did!! ^_^ But the corridor was definitely covered with the water from our room. gagaaga..

So, i left the room for an hour. The room was not 100% dried. But yet, i still lodged my stuff in the room. I buckled up everything and arranged them nicely. I love the new arrangement.. :) It took me approximately an hour to finish up everything. Tired, and sleepy. My new bed was so tempting. Mushy pillows.. But, i didn't have the guts to sleep alone in my new room. the corridor had this erie looking since ifa and i were the only homo sapeans there.

Despite all that, i wanted to try on-lining in my own room. Like i mentioned before. My lap top was connected to the internet, but for certain reasons i just can't connect it with the internet connection. Not that lucky i supposed.

As i was eagered trying my best to connect to the internet, poof. Light off!! KMS way to minimize the electrical usage. VERY CONVENIENT.. In a sarcastic kind of way if you know what i mean.. I went upstairs, and slept on Pah's bed. To the dream world.....