She might not have the appearance that attracts as much as Swift does, but she does have the voice to sing without using technology to manipulate her voice
Wednesday, 29 April 2015
Meghan Trainor Covers Taylor Swift's "Shake It Off"
Sorry guys, this lady easily beats Taylor Swift.
She might not have the appearance that attracts as much as Swift does, but she does have the voice to sing without using technology to manipulate her voice
She might not have the appearance that attracts as much as Swift does, but she does have the voice to sing without using technology to manipulate her voice
Friday, 24 April 2015
Why I Studied Engineering Despite It Isn't My First Choice
I won't bother to deny Engineering is not my first choice when I considered to study a degree program. Why?
It all is because of interest.
Ironic isn't it. It appears that obviously Engineering ain't my first choice, and therefore it ain't my biggest interest, but why did I choose to study it instead of what I find interesting most?
Here's why.
My interest is in English and Maths, but I will tell why I decide to drop both by explaining only one.
You see. I like English. I like to write. I have been writing my blog since I ended PMR back in 2009 and till now I still write and I ain't stopping that momentum, simply because my love for writing is still burning hot.
Then why I do not wish to pursue my study in English?
Here's why.
If I pursue English, I have, in general, only two options: becoming a teacher, or a journalism (basically in the media).
Becoming a teacher is definitely not a route I want to walk. I know too much of this sick society to ever become a teacher (not referring to you, my students, this decision arises long before I taught you guys).
That means I left with only journalism.
I like to write. Journalists need to write a lot, and they get what they write to be read and commented by their readers. They even get awards.
I understand we have the freedom to speech. I exercise my freedom to speech, with caution, and with intensity. I have no fear in voicing my opinions, though I know the freedom to express does not necessarily indicate your expression gets to be heard, answered or responded.
But it doesn't matter.
What matters is the process in which journalists go through to get a report to be published.
To be journalist, you are often entrusted to report an issue you have no interest in simply because the public has the interest to know.
You write because it is what the public wants to read, you don't really get to write simply because you want to write it. That's just not how things work.
If I am asked to write something I do not like, or something I hate, or something I have zero knowledge on, to produce a quality report that is invincible by law and flawless, I have to do intense research and interviews to ensure what I will publish is academically correct and appropriate.
I have to call on people to read what I write. I have to record what people say to be rewritten.
I have to analyse what people say and try to rewrite them with my pitiable little knowledge on it.
And worse still I have deadlines to meet. I have no reference point to refer upon.
If I like doing what I like, I like to do it freely, to do it without responsibilities, to have no pressure and certainly to not be scrutinised that heavily.
If I am bound by responsibilities, I have people to answer to. I have a duty to serve. I take the mantle if what I report is wrong. On the other hand, it is incumbent upon me to properly deliver a message if I am required to, without mistakes.
That means, I am restricted in doing what I like.
When I have interest in doing something, I refuse, with every fibre of my being, to be bound by responsibilities, duties, time limits, and I will not allow myself to be stopped by criticism, or anything at all.
That would not be possible if I were to become a journalist.
Therefore, I cannot become one. And I ergo cannot study English.
After explaining this, I think it is suffice to explain why I do not want to study what I like best. Because studying it too much simply kills the interest.
It is a sad fact that people don't care about your interest, people care about whether you get your responsibility done.
Interest is best left to be performed at times you like. And done in the way you prefer to do.
While Engineering ain't my first choice, I don't hate it, I don't reject it, and frankly I think I am beginning to like it more than I did in previous years.
Perhaps a new found interest is not that bad.
But one thing I am sure, I cannot kill what I grow up liking: writing, and doing Maths.
That's why I studied a degree program that is my third choice.
And I would proudly say, I am not regretting my decision.
It all is because of interest.
Ironic isn't it. It appears that obviously Engineering ain't my first choice, and therefore it ain't my biggest interest, but why did I choose to study it instead of what I find interesting most?
Here's why.
My interest is in English and Maths, but I will tell why I decide to drop both by explaining only one.
You see. I like English. I like to write. I have been writing my blog since I ended PMR back in 2009 and till now I still write and I ain't stopping that momentum, simply because my love for writing is still burning hot.
Then why I do not wish to pursue my study in English?
Here's why.
If I pursue English, I have, in general, only two options: becoming a teacher, or a journalism (basically in the media).
Becoming a teacher is definitely not a route I want to walk. I know too much of this sick society to ever become a teacher (not referring to you, my students, this decision arises long before I taught you guys).
That means I left with only journalism.
I like to write. Journalists need to write a lot, and they get what they write to be read and commented by their readers. They even get awards.
I understand we have the freedom to speech. I exercise my freedom to speech, with caution, and with intensity. I have no fear in voicing my opinions, though I know the freedom to express does not necessarily indicate your expression gets to be heard, answered or responded.
But it doesn't matter.
What matters is the process in which journalists go through to get a report to be published.
To be journalist, you are often entrusted to report an issue you have no interest in simply because the public has the interest to know.
You write because it is what the public wants to read, you don't really get to write simply because you want to write it. That's just not how things work.
If I am asked to write something I do not like, or something I hate, or something I have zero knowledge on, to produce a quality report that is invincible by law and flawless, I have to do intense research and interviews to ensure what I will publish is academically correct and appropriate.
I have to call on people to read what I write. I have to record what people say to be rewritten.
I have to analyse what people say and try to rewrite them with my pitiable little knowledge on it.
And worse still I have deadlines to meet. I have no reference point to refer upon.
If I like doing what I like, I like to do it freely, to do it without responsibilities, to have no pressure and certainly to not be scrutinised that heavily.
If I am bound by responsibilities, I have people to answer to. I have a duty to serve. I take the mantle if what I report is wrong. On the other hand, it is incumbent upon me to properly deliver a message if I am required to, without mistakes.
That means, I am restricted in doing what I like.
When I have interest in doing something, I refuse, with every fibre of my being, to be bound by responsibilities, duties, time limits, and I will not allow myself to be stopped by criticism, or anything at all.
That would not be possible if I were to become a journalist.
Therefore, I cannot become one. And I ergo cannot study English.
After explaining this, I think it is suffice to explain why I do not want to study what I like best. Because studying it too much simply kills the interest.
It is a sad fact that people don't care about your interest, people care about whether you get your responsibility done.
Interest is best left to be performed at times you like. And done in the way you prefer to do.
While Engineering ain't my first choice, I don't hate it, I don't reject it, and frankly I think I am beginning to like it more than I did in previous years.
Perhaps a new found interest is not that bad.
But one thing I am sure, I cannot kill what I grow up liking: writing, and doing Maths.
That's why I studied a degree program that is my third choice.
And I would proudly say, I am not regretting my decision.
Saturday, 18 April 2015
Barber's Rule?
Today I went for a haircut in a barber's shop at Kenyalang Park, Kuching, which is not very known to lots of people but is financially friendly.
When I went into the shop, I sat on the chair, and the young lady approached me. She looked new and nervous, probably because she is indeed new, and then I told her I want my hair pendek (short), but not botak (bald).
She seemed to understand but then her facial expression didn't convince me. So when she took out the machine (sorry I don't know what it's called) and asked the senior barber whether she should give number 2, I freaked out and interrupted her, insisting again I wish only to have short hair but not bald (number 2 is almost bald).
The senior barber said it was for side cut. And so I let up and let her did her job.
Then the senior barber took over.
She cut my hair, and then asked me to look into the mirror and asked whether it was right. I said yes.
And then she said something: “要记得这个是二号头har。剪头发要剪短旁边就要剪二号头。”.
I spoke to protest, intending to tell her I was only confirming that the newbie knew what I told her,
but then she kept on talking and with much more annoying tone showing her exasperation: "旁边就是要剪二号头,这样我们才能帮你剪短头发。如果不剪二号头,等下剪完了你再说不够短,我们又必须重新替你剪过。" And she went on and on with her lecture
When I heard that, I kept silent in response to show that I am annoyed. And I made sure the face of dissatisfaction was brightly displayed on my face.
First of all
1) As a customer, I have a right to confirm with the barber what kind of hair cut I want.
2) You as the service provider don't get to lecture your customer about what they inquire for.
3) If the customer deems your service is insufficient, it is your duty to perform till the customer is satisfied. That being said, if I deem that my hair is not short enough, it is your duty to make sure I get the hair cut I desire.
4) You're the service provider and you show me your annoyance and tell me I shouldn't tell you how to do a job, even though it's my hair you're cutting, because "you do not wanna repeat the procedure again"?
I have gone to the barber's for 21 years and this is the first time I met a barber who told me I couldn't tell them how I want my hair cut.
Seriously, what sh*t is this? For one thing I am sure, I am not returning to this shop.
When I went into the shop, I sat on the chair, and the young lady approached me. She looked new and nervous, probably because she is indeed new, and then I told her I want my hair pendek (short), but not botak (bald).
She seemed to understand but then her facial expression didn't convince me. So when she took out the machine (sorry I don't know what it's called) and asked the senior barber whether she should give number 2, I freaked out and interrupted her, insisting again I wish only to have short hair but not bald (number 2 is almost bald).
The senior barber said it was for side cut. And so I let up and let her did her job.
Then the senior barber took over.
She cut my hair, and then asked me to look into the mirror and asked whether it was right. I said yes.
And then she said something: “要记得这个是二号头har。剪头发要剪短旁边就要剪二号头。”.
I spoke to protest, intending to tell her I was only confirming that the newbie knew what I told her,
but then she kept on talking and with much more annoying tone showing her exasperation: "旁边就是要剪二号头,这样我们才能帮你剪短头发。如果不剪二号头,等下剪完了你再说不够短,我们又必须重新替你剪过。" And she went on and on with her lecture
When I heard that, I kept silent in response to show that I am annoyed. And I made sure the face of dissatisfaction was brightly displayed on my face.
First of all
1) As a customer, I have a right to confirm with the barber what kind of hair cut I want.
2) You as the service provider don't get to lecture your customer about what they inquire for.
3) If the customer deems your service is insufficient, it is your duty to perform till the customer is satisfied. That being said, if I deem that my hair is not short enough, it is your duty to make sure I get the hair cut I desire.
4) You're the service provider and you show me your annoyance and tell me I shouldn't tell you how to do a job, even though it's my hair you're cutting, because "you do not wanna repeat the procedure again"?
I have gone to the barber's for 21 years and this is the first time I met a barber who told me I couldn't tell them how I want my hair cut.
Seriously, what sh*t is this? For one thing I am sure, I am not returning to this shop.
Saturday, 11 April 2015
Wiz Khalifa - See You Again
I am not a fan of Paul Walker though I know he was indeed a huge star. I didn't watch Fast and Furious so naturally I wasn't that emotionally devastated when he died. I was saddened by his death because his death was untimely, but I had no reason to feel like I had lost something meaningful in my life like lots of people did.
I still haven't watched a single Fast and Furious movie and perhaps I would start soon. But before that, this song, after being played on Fly fm, caught my attention.
I couldn't connect it to the movie but the lyrics of the songs is nice. It successfully evokes a nostalgic feeling and a rather sombre mood in my heart. It does make me feel like I have lost someone in my life and I am now pining for his companion again, although I have no close friends/families that are deceased.
Nice song.
Thursday, 9 April 2015
Overwhelming Life
Right now I have 2 tests, 3 assignments, 2 projects and 2 labs to be completed and most are due next week. Some latest by week 8 (now's week 6). It's very overwhelming to me right at the moment and I have just too many things to focus.
For that reason I would keep my blog dormant until I am able to allocate sufficient time to continue updating my blog.
For that reason I would keep my blog dormant until I am able to allocate sufficient time to continue updating my blog.
Friday, 3 April 2015
Quite A Shame
I think it's quite a shame that so many people in Malaysia is so unwilling to learn. Lots of coursemate (I'm taking engineering) shows no interest in learning. They only know to memorise the formulae and apply them, they don't bother about the theory of the knowledge, and they are not independent. They are not capable and show great resistance towards critical thinking.
As future engineers, surely this is not an encouraging attitude?
Come on, if you want to be an engineer, you need to be willing to think. Having no interest could be fine in my opinion, but showing great resistance is a big no.
Lots of people in Malaysia do not show interest in learning, which I find very sad, as Malaysia has the potential to be a successful and developed nation, but it's being dragged down and stopped by a multitude of reasons that should not exist.
As future engineers, surely this is not an encouraging attitude?
Come on, if you want to be an engineer, you need to be willing to think. Having no interest could be fine in my opinion, but showing great resistance is a big no.
Lots of people in Malaysia do not show interest in learning, which I find very sad, as Malaysia has the potential to be a successful and developed nation, but it's being dragged down and stopped by a multitude of reasons that should not exist.
GST
It's now April.
April 2015 is significant in Malaysian history as this is the month when Malaysia introduces new tax system - GST, in which majority of products are taxed and in such a way nobody can escape paying it.
Well, it's late and I need to hit the sack. But one thing I am sure is: Malaysian will start forking out money very differently beginning this month.
April 2015 is significant in Malaysian history as this is the month when Malaysia introduces new tax system - GST, in which majority of products are taxed and in such a way nobody can escape paying it.
Well, it's late and I need to hit the sack. But one thing I am sure is: Malaysian will start forking out money very differently beginning this month.
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