It’s a blog, not bollocks

Saw a comic strip on The Star website, the famous Kee’s World which always talks ’bout current affair in a sarcastic way. Somehow it really depicts the issue very well…

(C.W. Kee, 2005)

But it makes me think of somethin’ even more interestin’. It’s not the time of "bull run", most ppl are havin’ a hard time, especially for fresh grads. Let’s dun blame the economy, there’re other aspects which contributes to this "unemployed" phenomenon.

CAN’T GET HIRED~~~……

Hmm…in human nature we’d think that it’s the worst thing ever had. But think twice, unemployed means no income, expenses still paid by parents. Fair enough, balance off. What if the case that low salary and high cost of living occur simultaneously? Dunno? Let’s analyze… (pls note that it’s juz an approximate figure, each individual might differ)

Income

Basic Pay            1600     (range from 1300 - 1800, assume low salary)

Expenses

Deduction            230      (deduct EPF, SOCSO, Income Tax, rough figure)

Accomodation      500      (let’s assume high cost of living)

Meal                    390      (RM15 * 26 workin’ days, RM5 three meals a day)

Phone Bill             70       (mobile phone…luxury or need?)

Transport             104      (RM4 * 26 workin’ days, let’s say take bus one way RM2)

Extra                    75       (weekends, back to hometown or stay? RM15 * 5 - meal)

Runnin’ Expenses   150       (daily needs)

Travel                   80       (hometown? 4 weeks * RM10 one way)

The sum of expenses in this case is RM1599, which means there’s still a ringgit left in the pocket! Phew~~~that’s cool, still got one buck left!!! Deposit into the bank and try to make profit from interest. LOL~~~!!! No other way out.

Scrutinize the list. It’s juz the basic need, those compulsory. Let’s think of other aspects, socialize? Join colleagues in Starbuck for hi-tea? Your dream toy? Everybody’d have somethin’ to invest on once they got money; clothes, accessories, gadgets, blah blah blah… Hmmm, perhaps make it more meaningful, give parents some allowance. Ermm…but how much? Yeah only left 1 ringgit, so 50 cents for papa and 50 cents for mama…………

"Ni anak memang tak guna langsung, satu bulan baru bagi 50 sen, budak degree kononnya……"

So……what can I say? Employed? Or not employed?

Reference :

- C.W. Kee, 2005, It’s a durian life [online], Kuala Lumpur, The Star, Available from http://thestar.com.my/comics/kee/kee.asp?id=051109, [Accessed 28 November 2005]

Well first of all I would like to give credits to my friends, eugeniest and spread, for bein’ so helpful to volunteer come my place to help me "catch" the snake when I complain that it’s in the room.

Middle of the nite at 3.00am, we shifted the bed, dressin’ table, cupboard, blah blah blah…with all our "weapon" in hand, anticipatin’ for the snake to come out. Waited till almost 5, no sign of snake appearin’, not even a piece of scale. Dang I suppose it should stay in the room.

Fine, ended up we had no business with snake, but clean up the room. Sweep off the few inches thick of dust underneath the bed which has been lay there for years, dust the spider web behind the cupboard and etc. Such a violent atmostphere turned up to be so peaceful……and erm……tiredness.

I dun understand what I stayed up for the whole nite. "Spring-cleaning"? That early? And most innocent were my friends…

Saw the snake again in the bathroom this evening, juz can’t choke back my dander and I straight away murder it will a few fatal hits on its head with a wood. At last I’ve conquered my snakee-phobia!!! whoa…hahahaha…

Too bad I’m still the warrior. My two friends are juz the housekeepers. Muahahahaha~~~!!!

** Indeed my friends offered tons of assistance last nite, I do appreciate it a lot. Thankz dude!!

Hmm…not today, should be yesterday. At last I settled all the "procedures" for the job and I’m finally confirmed. Startin’ work on 1st Dec, indicatin’ the end of my education life. Miss the carefree and worriless good old days, even though I didn’t treasure then. And yesterday is considered my last day of "true" holiday, as the remainin’ so-called holiday for me is only responsibilities and preparation. *sigh*

C’mon, think optimistically. I still have 6 days to goyang kaki wat…=D

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It was 22 July, Friday morning. It’s 8 o’clock in the morning and I have an appointment with my lecturer at 9am. Dun care, I research on somethin’ together with my roommate and did it ’til 8.45am. Take my own sweet time to bathe and get myself prepare to go college. Get everythin’ done and reach college at 9.30am.

(Ngek…ngek…ngek…Huh, want me to wait for an hour on Tuesday, now it’s my turn to revenge. At least want him to wait for half an hour…muahahahaha…I’m so wicked. Never ever offend me…hahahaha…)

As usual I went to his room and look for him. WTF, this bugger is not in again. AGAAAAAAAAAAAAIN. $#*(@&)$@#^(@#$@#%#@^)()(()@^#$$^@(*&#). I really dunno what to say ’bout him. This time I’ve checked his timetable, no class. I approach the admin (same lady) and asked her again. Once again she told me my lecturer is not on leave. Dang! WTH this bugger been to? Can’t help I juz walk around my college, off and on went to the lecturer room and peep on it, can’t even see his shadow.

Hmmm…at last I went back to admin at 10.30am. She could recognize me and called me. "You lookin’ for Mr. XXX? He’s here." Then I saw him around. He wasn’t aware of my existence, ’til the admin lady told her, "This student is lookin’ for you." He didn’t look happy that time, while he turned to me…

Lecturer : Student. You’re lookin’ for me?

Me : Yes, sir. Actually I’ve been here since 9.30.

Lecturer : (Astonished) What do you mean?

Me : …………

Lecturer : (Realized that something’s not right) Ok, go there and take a sit.

Me : Thanks sir.

C’mon. He dun even care ’bout me. Fine. I can’t do anythin’. Face the truth. I’m juz a student. He’s my lecturer. My fate was on his hand. Cuz at the end he’ll be markin’ my project. Tell me what to do? Slap him? Wallop him? Yeah, complain his deed to the manager…hahahaha……

As I mentioned in my previous post, I could have brought this up to the manager. But I didn’t. Why? I’m gonna explain it now. Let’s analyze the fact.

1. He did somethin’ wrong. He should apologize to me, but he didn’t

2. So I bring this up to the manager. The manager will scold him.

3. Then he apologizes to the manager.

4. And the manager apologizes to me.

Sounds reasonable. Hahaha…this is too basic. Let’s analyze in depth…

5. If he knows I stabbed his back, he definitely get mad and fail my project.

6. I’ll have to remodule the whole course if my project fails. Gotta pay extra.

7. My dad will scold me and I gotta apologize to him.

So…in the end I don’t get any apology from him. Furthermore, he’s the one who did somethin’ wrong, but I’m the one who needs to say sorry (to my dad cuz he fail my project). C’mon, what principle is this? Well, this is the real community out there; the community that I hafta face for the comin’ 35 years. The higher level ppl will never get wrong. Believe it.

** I’ve purposely cencored out the name of the lecturer, substitue by Mr. XXX, for the sake of anonymity. There’s no point for me to enclose his name, not important at all.

Throughout my final year in college, each of us was assigned to a lecturer for supervision (to check our progress and to guide us) on the individual project. And my lecturer, I dunno he’s that forgetful or he did it purposely……

HE ALWAYS PUT ME AEROPLANE~~~!!! (放飞机 — break my appointment)

Each time I juz can manage to see him, gotta wait another day. Quite a number of times, but there was once I can remember clearly.

My college provides an online appointment system which is quite efficient, to allow students make appointment with a lecturer. Every weekend lecturer will allocate free slot for the student to make bookin’. Of course I would utilized such advanced system, thus I made an appointment with my lecturer. I still remember the date, I made an appointment with him on 19 July, 2005 (Tuesday). So I when to lecturer room and looked for him, see nobody inside. Thus I asked the admin whether he’s on leave. The admin told me, "Nope, he’s here today. I saw him this morning. You’ve an appointment with him?" I noded. Then she click on the computer and check for my lecturer timetable. After a second the admin turned to me and said, "You sure you have an appointment with him? He has a class today from 3.30pm to 5.00pm." I looked at her, I thought it was my mistake, then I on my laptop and check the appointment again. And this is what I saw:

Gosh, look at the date printed there in bold "July 18, 2005". How silly am I. Hmmm…take a second look on it.

Week Of : July 18, 2005       Day : Tuesday

I checked the calendar. 18th is Monday, so Tuesday would be 19th. I’m CORRECT. I show this to the admin. She juz sniggered and said sorry she can’t help. Dang, how could he set a free slot while he’s havin’ class at that time? His careless mistake made me awaited an hour, from 4 - 5pm, sittin’ there starin’ at the window like a moron. Fine, I went to look for him at 5. Since 5pm is after office hour, I can only ask him to meet for 5 minutes.

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Me : Good evening sir. Can we meet up for ’bout 5 minutes for a mandatory meeting?

Lecturer : No sorry, I’m goin’ back. Pls make an appointment with me online.

Me : Errr…sir actually we’ve an appointment at 4pm today. But you’re having class so I din disturb you.

Lecturer : 4 o’clock? How cud it be? (Sounds assure)

(OMFG, you ask me how cud it be? I suppose to ask how freakin’ ridiculous are you, simpleton!!)

Me : …………

Lecturer : Hmmm…anyway you come and see me on Friday at 9.

Me : Ok. Sure sir, I’ll send an email to you to confirm again. (Actually I juz want to haf an evidence if he ever break the appointment again)

Lecturer : No need. You juz see me on Friday morning.

Me : Alrite. Thankz sir. (STUUUUUUPID. Wasted my time and so irresponsible)

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Can’t help. One hour there in college but gain nothing. Huh….Friday. I juz can’t imagine if he could remember that appointment again. But I’ll see how thing’s goin’…Gonna "show him some colour" (给颜色他看).

** In fact I can bring up this case to the Operation Manager, and I’m sure that they’ll gimme a reasonable explain or apology. But I didn’t. Why? Of course there’s a reason behind…