Bumi or Non-Bumi?

For all the perpaduan rubbish that were crammed into our minds during primary and secondary school years, this kind of racist shit still occurs:

HOW YOU BECOME A RACIST

NOV 2 — In the past week, newspapers in Sarawak have been covering a story of an Iban-Chinese girl who was denied a place in the matriculation programme because she was deemed a “non-Bumiputera”. This is what the Borneo Post (Oct 29) reported:

“KUCHING: Getting her Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia (SPM) result was the best — and the worst — thing that could happen to Marina Undau.The 18-year-old science stream student of SMK Simanggang scored 9As and 1B in the SPM examination last year. She thought she was on her way to university, especially being a Bumiputera and all, but that was not to be. Born to an Iban father and a Chinese mother, Marina’s life was turned upside down when her application to undergo a university matriculation programme was rejected by the Ministry of Education. The ministry determined that she is not a ‘Bumiputera’...

“Seated between her parents, Undau Liap and Wong Pick Sing, the disappointment in the teenager was obvious. Speaking in Iban, she said: ‘Aku amai enda puas ati nadai olih nyambung sekula ngagai universiti (I’m very sad that I can’t pursue my university education).’ With no chance of entering a university for now, Marina has started Form 6 in her old school.

“Asked what she thought of everything that was happening, she replied: ‘What worries me is that will this happen again when I pass my STPM next year? If I get good results, what’s next?’

“In Sarawak, under the federal constitution, both parents must be ‘native’ in order for the offspring to be classified as a ‘Bumiputera’.”

It's interesting to know that different states have different criteria regarding the status of bumiputera; and it seems that the Peninsula is more lenient on this matter.

I have no complaints if the underprivileged people, in particular the indigenous folks who live in extreme poverty, receives certain benefits from the government; but the hak istimewa bumiputera has no place in today's society. Our ancestors were somewhat foolish to agree to this unfair constitutional law in the old days but it was probably a necessary evil back then as part of the route to independence.

I look forward to a day where we don't have to choose "BUMIPUTERA", "CINA", "INDIA", "DAN LAIN LAIN" when filling in official forms in Malaysia.

I look forward to a day where students get selected for scholarships and enter universities based on merit, rather than what colour one's skin is, or which god one believes in.

I look forward to a day where we are treated as equals, as one, in Malaysia.

Meanwhile,

1Malaysia my arse.

凸（ 。。）凸

Katak Bawah Tempurung

Watch this.

This is a student leader for fuck's sake.

And see what the others think.

Vasantarao highlights the Indian's frustrations, which is also shared by the Chinese and other non-Malay people; while Sue, a Malay, speaks her mind after being enlightened about true meaning of equality, harmony, and also the right Islamic teachings.

Message to Luqman and all those people who think like him:

1. I am born and bred in Malaysia, and hence I am in no way any less "Malaysian" than you are. Stop the bullshit about the Malays giving up citizenship for the non-bumiputeras, you weren't even born back then.

We have tolerated (note: it's TOLERATED, not ACCEPTED) the unfair privileges set by our ancestors for the sake of this country's wellbeing, but people like you who have benefited much from it are still asking for more.

"Sons of the soil"... More like parasites if you ask me.

2. Our multi-racial community is what makes us unique. The idea of different ethnicities living together in harmony, regardless of how misconceived it is, is one of the attractions of our country. And honestly speaking, "Malaysia, Truly Asia" is already a laughing joke amongst foreigners. The revelation of new media has shown the world how fucked up Malaysia has become, and no one really buys the harmony lies anymore.

Racial (and religious) extremism will only fragment our country like how the old British rulers used to do. Look around the South East Asian region - Countries who practised racial-biasness or even ethnic-cleansing were all torn apart and stuttered in development.

3. For all the love-hate relationship that exists between us and Singapore, there's one thing we can learn from our Southern neighbours. You don't see their government or their leaders shouting "Chinese Supremacy" and alienate the other races; ask any Malay, Indian, or any non-Chinese person in Singapore and see whether they need to pay extra % for loans or not. Or do they have quota / restrictions in education. This is why they are the leading country in our region, not us who is blessed with fertile land and rich natural resources.

No country is perfect.
No government is perfect.
No society is perfect.

But the least we can do is NOT act and think like idiots.

Luqman, this is for you:

" Frogs living under the well will eventually drown..."

And there are simply too many frogs who are threatening to sink our country.

Girls Only

Girls Only... My Cleaning Trolley !!

Maybe we are making too much of a fuss out of political-correctness nowadays... but seriously, such an appalling label?

Probably one of the most sexist toy you could buy for your child.

Girls or Cars?

Talk about a foregone conclusion. Researchers at Canada's John Molson School of Business at Concordia University in Montreal took thirty-nine typical young men (i.e. college guys) and placed them in one of two cars. The first was a Toyota Camry. The second was a Porsche 911 Cabriolet. They then let the men drive up and down on two streets. One was busy and filled with women. The other was deserted. After each little cruise, each man's saliva was measured for levels of testosterone. Results?

Interestingly, whether there were ladies present or not, the mens' testosterone didn't increase at all after driving the Camry. Can anyone else hear Toyota's CEO Akio Toyoda groaning? The Porsche? Well, this is interesting. When a young man drives down a skirt-filled street in a Porsche droptop, his testosterone level rises. And when then same young man drives down a totally empty road all by his lonesome in a Porsche convertible his testosterone level... rises. To the same level, in fact, as it did when all the ladies were around.

Click here for the original article.

So men are turned on by cars rather than girls?

Or maybe the male body tends to pump out more testosterone while riding in a performance car as a response to the urge of driving fast?

Either way, this is why we need fast cars...
And girls too... since cuddling metal is probably not the best thing.

Not Toyotas. :D

1Malaysia? My arse...

Protesters threaten bloodshed over Hindu temple

By Shazwan Mustafa Kamal

SHAH ALAM, Aug 28 — A group of Malay-Muslim protesters claiming to be residents of Section 23 have threatened bloodshed unless the state government stopped the construction of a Hindu Temple.

Amid chants of "Allahuakbar," the group also left the severed head of a cow at the entrance of the State Secretariat here as a warning to Selangor Mentri Besar Tan Sri Khalid Ibrahim.

The "residents" said that the construction of a Hindu temple in a 90 per cent Malay- Muslim neighbourhood was insensitive because activities there would disrupt their lives.

They claimed that the "noise" from the temple would disturb their own praying, and that they would not be able to function properly as Muslims.

The group of 50 over protestors marched shortly after Friday prayers from the Shah Alam State mosque to the State Secretariat.

“I challenge YB Khalid, YB Rodziah and Xavier Jeyakumar to go on with the temple construction. I guarantee bloodshed and racial tension will happen if this goes on, and the state will be held responsible,” shouted Ibrahim Haji Sabri amid strong chants of “Allahu Akbar!”

Ibrahim identified himself as the Deputy Chairman of the Resident’s Committee against the building of the temple in S23 here, which is perceived by some as being a Muslim majority area.

He told the press that the state should move the temple to Section 22 as ‘originally planned’, and also labelled Khalid a “traitor to the Malay race and Islam”.

It is understood that the protest is an immediate reaction towards the Selangor MB’s visit to the Hindu temple site yesterday, an act seen by the "residents" as disrespectful to the Muslims of the community.

Mohd. Zurit Bin Ramli, who claims to be the secretary of the "Coalition of Malaysian NGOs" echoed Ibrahim’s stand on the matter, saying that it was irresponsible on the part of the state government to approve the construction as there was apparently a “90 per cent” majority Muslim population in Section 23.

“With a temple on our residential area, we cannot function properly as Muslims. The temple will disrupt our daily activities like prayers in the Surau. We cannot concentrate with the sounds coming from the temple,” stated Zurit.

When asked whether members of the protest were affiliated with any organisations or movements, Ibrahim claimed that the people present today were members of PAS, PKR as well as Umno who are “united in the name of Islam and the Malay spirit.”

The state government was also accused of lying to the people of Selangor.

The Chairman of the Residents Committee, Mahyuddin Manaf excitedly proclaimed that the committee would uncover “the lies” and find proof of the state’s misconduct.

“Khalid Ibrahim wears a mask of a Muslim, but in truth he is a liberal. PAS stands to lose out as a result. I voted for PAS as well as Khalid in the past elections,” Mahyuddin claimed.

The issue first cropped up when the Selangor government proposed that the Sri Mariamman temple be relocated from Section 19 to Section 23.

52 years of independence, and yet there are still idiots whose minds are overflowing with discrimination, bias, and religious extremism.

Gone are the "harmony", "tolerance", and "mutual respect" that were supposed to be the pride of our multi-racial society.

Maybe, none of them ever existed at all.

And seriously, for someone who threatened "bloodshed" in such a public manner, shouldn't the police take action? Put that fella in jail before blood really spills. And no, this has nothing to do with Hindu nor Islam; it's just that some people have their brains stuck right up in their butts.

National Day is just around the corner... there's nothing worth celebrating, not when there are still people who insist in living in the Dark Ages.

The Last Semester Break

During the winter holidays, I tried:

1. Studying... Ok, this never ever crossed my mind. Seriously.

2. Drawing... and realised that I have lost nearly all ability in doing so. And my creativity too.

3. Assembling a HG Kyrios... and realised that I miss fixing gunpla, and also how tiny and fragile these 1/144 kits are.

4. Making papercraft buildings... and realised that my fingers do not have the dexterity to manipulate delicate parts. So no, chances are I'm never going to fix a cornea without sticking a needle into the vitreous humour.

5. Doing something meaningful... Nah, hahahaha... yeah right.

During the winter holidays, I visited:

1. "A Day in Pompey" exhibition in Melbourne Musuem... and decided that it's not worth the 14 bucks. Plus the other exhibits in the Musuem were more interesting.

2. Clayton twice... and pondered how it would be like working there next year. And the travelling is probably going to kill me first.

3. Brighton Beach for the 3rd time... and still prefer it than St.Kilda. Also discovered that going to the beach in winter is not such a bright idea after all. Bloody freezing...

4. Tzu Chi Melbourne with Raymond... and helped cleaned up the streets of Boxhill. And realised that smoking impairs the cognition so much that one can't even recognise the purpose of trashcans.

During the winter holidays, I read:

1. Jodi Picoult's "Handle With Care"... and thought that it was an inferior rip-off from her previous book, "My Sister's Keeper". Fucking lousy ending, at least the twist in "My Sister's Keeper" had some purpose.

2. Mitch Albom's "For One More Day" for the 3rd time... and still loved it. Short, simple, sweet.

3. Mitch Albom's "The 5 People You Meet In Heaven" for the 2nd time... and wondered who will the be ones that I shall meet when the day comes. And in whose heaven will I appear.

4. Mitch Albom's "Tuesdays With Morrie" for the 2nd time... and the only lessons that I remember were about detachment and limiting the time for feeling sorry for oneself. This is probably the most educational book from Mitch, but also probably my least favourite one.

5. 金庸 - 鸳鸯刀... nah... it's not as good as his other novels. And the ending is very abrupt and awkward. You're not missing anything by not reading this book.

During the winter holidays, I watched:

1. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince... and despite zero knowledge about Harry Potter, I actually know what the movie is about. And surprisingly, I didn't fell asleep nor feel disappointed. Maybe the lack of any expectations did help in this case. Oh yeah, Hermoine, Ginny, and Luna were all sizzling hot... no wonder I didn't fall asleep.

2. The Pursuit of Happyness... great stuff (as usual) by Will Smith, not a bad movie at all. Yet it's very platonic and had no climax at all; kinda like The Bucket List.

3. Transformers 2... and decided that with enough CGIs and explosions, any movie can become a blockbuster hit regardless of how stupid the storyline was. And what is it with Megan Fox? Hot body yes, but non-existent acting and constantly looking like a porn star aren't exactly turn-ons.

4. The Curious Case of Benjamin Button... and realised that growing old is somewhat similar to becoming a child again. It's a great movie with some similarities to Forrest Gump, but the latter has much more meaning to it.

During the winter holidays, I played:

1. Badminton... and found out that my racquet strings have long lost its tension. Not forgetting how good it is to play some sports again.

2. Fate... a Diablo-clone action RPG, with mindless hacking and slashing... Lots of eye candy, not much brain power required... great to kill time (and brain cells).

3. Settlers... and realised that I actually enjoy the company of the people I play with rather than the actual game itself. If not, I probably wouldn't have bothered.

During the winter holidays, I thought about:

1. The scary fact that there's only half a year to go as a medical student... I still know next to nothing, or at least in actual, real-life, practical terms.

2. Working as an intern next year... looking forward to the money and being self-dependent, not looking forward to losing myself to the workload and expectations.

3. Getting my own ride... The Forte Koup looks good (and affordable), but my head speaks louder than my heart and chances are I'll end up with a normal sedan or a hatch.

4. My future career path... and I still don't know what I want to do.

5. Things that I want to do once I have a proper income... and realised that when that occurs I probably won't have time to use the cash.

During the winter holidays...
Oh, it's over... final semester starts now...
Fuck.

The Sky's a Palette

The sky tears apart and appears to be burning at the seams as the rain crashes down.

A closer view at the blazing sky.

The evening sun dyes the sky crimson and purple.

Dusk is near.

Colours spill from the heavens.

Leaving behind a dazzling streak.

But is there pot of gold?

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"I know I've got a friend up in the atmosphere,
Another reason not to the fear the sky;

No, not tonight..."

The Dangerous Summer - The Permanent Rain

Having Babies? Think again...

Found something interesting on LYN:

The Birth Order of Children...

Your Clothes

* 1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.
* 2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.
* 3rd baby: Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.

Preparing For Birth

* 1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.
* 2nd baby: You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.
* 3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your eighth month.

The Layette

* 1st baby: You pre-wash newborn's clothes, colour-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.
* 2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.
* 3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can't they?

Worries

* 1st baby: At the first sign of distress – a whimper, a frown – you pick up the baby.
* 2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.
* 3rd baby: You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.

Pacifier

* 1st baby: If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.
* 2nd baby: When the pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.
* 3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.

Diapering

* 1st baby: You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need it or not.
* 2nd baby: You change his diaper every two to three hours, if needed.
* 3rd baby: You try to change his diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to his knees.

Activities

* 1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.
* 2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.
* 3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.

Going Out

* 1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.
* 2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.
* 3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.

At Home

* 1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.
* 2nd baby: You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.
* 3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children.

Swallowing Coins

* 1st child: When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the hospital and demand x-rays.
* 2nd child: When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for the coin to pass.
* 3rd child: When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his allowance.

Things About Children............

1. You spend the first 2 years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next 16 telling them to sit down and shut-up.

2. Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your children.

3. Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like clearing the driveway before it has stopped snowing.

4. There is only one pretty child in the world and every mother has it."

5. Mothers of teens know why animals eat their young.

6. I asked Mom if I was a gifted child... she said they certainly wouldn't have paid for me.

7. Children are natural mimics, who act like their parents despite every effort to teach them good manners.

8. Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.

9. The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own.

10. We child proofed our home 3 years ago and they're still getting IN!

11. Be nice to your kids. They'll be choosing your nursing home.

Seriously.

The Fog

I hate cold, wet mornings.

But the fog does bring a mystique atmosphere to Melbourne.

The only time this will happen in M'sia, apart from highland resorts of course, is the annual 'jerebu' courtesy of the farmers clearing land in our beloved neighouring country.

Winter's coming,
and I miss the sun.
Seriously.

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"I screamed so loud, because that's exactly how I felt.
It broke me out, and I gave up all my plans.
I set them down, because I really need to see the sun again.
Don't worry, because I'll be fine..."

The Dangerous Summer - Reach For The Sun

Lessons From The Past Week... Seriously.

This will be a post full of swearing.
If you can't take it, don't read it and GTFO.

1. It's an unfair world. More often than not, one is forced to do something due to a situation that is totally out of one's control. Or forced to suffer because of someone else's error.

It's not my bloody fault that I didn't have a rural attachment in Sem 8/9, so why the fuck am I forced to do it in Sem 12 GP posting?

Life's a bitch, but at least bitches are hot.
This is shit, and pleased I surely am not.

Seriously.

2. To quote Mike:

"The difference is that we are paying to learn, and what we are paying is twice more than what we will earn from the hospital next time."

I went for a haircut yesterday, and even the hairdresser acknowledged that doctors are horrendously overworked and underpaid.

So for those who always claim that being in the medical profession is a good way of earning money, fuck you... You people know shit all.

Seriously.

3. Vaginas... lots of vaginas... I'm sick of them.

Being in the labour ward for 4 consecutive days, ranging from 10-14 hours each isn't exactly the most enjoyable experience. I don't see how endless repetition of maternal obs can teach me how to deliver babies, and I simply cannot bring myself to shout "PUUUUSSSSHHHHH !!!!" like a fitness coach.

Bloody hell,
I'm a medical student, not a midwife.

Although the presence of young and pretty midwives do make things slightly easier.

Seriously.

4. When a woman is in labour, all dignity and self-esteem are lost.

Seriously.

When labour pain arrives, it's like hellfire burning.

Seriously.

When it is a multiparity, the baby and placenta shoot out like bullets from a rifle.

Seriously.

When the placenta separates and the vagina tears, they bleed like waterfalls.

Seriously.

So boys, love your moms.
Guys, cherish your wives.

If you don't have the heart to do so, take a trip to the labour ward.

Seriously.

5. When you are a medical student, you have absolutely no status.

You're a parasite, a bugger standing in the way of everything.

You're at the very bottom of the food chain.

And worst of 'em all, you'll never get priority in anything.
You're unimportant,
You're insignificant,
You're expendable.

No one gives a shit about what you do, no one gives a crap about what you know.
If you're a student, you get overlooked in everything.

I should be the one assisting the surgery.
I've done it at least 3 times in 2 weeks.
I'm fully scrubbed in, and standing less than 15cm away from you.

And you think I'm fucking transparent?

Fuck hierachy.

Seriously.

6. To those self-claimed Arsenal "fans" who b*tched and moaned about our team in the past week... Fuck you.

Stick with the team or get the hell out.
We can do without you glory hunters / trophy lovers.

viva la Arsenal.

Seriously.

7. Ambitions and aspirations deterioriate with the increase of age and experience. The closer you are to the real world, the more you realise how fucked up it is.

I'm taking one step at a time, trying to avoid any landmines.
And therefore I can't run anymore, let alone fly.

Fuck.

Seriously.

Here's something to all the shit that happened in the past week.


And fingers crossed for better days to come.
It feels so good to rant, especially when all I have been doing is wearing a mask with a smiley face.

Now you see it...

"Now you see my car..."

"And now you don't."

"Seriously."

From here.