Pissed Off

We, college students, had been studying History ever since primary school. I know some might not like that subject because it is more to memorizing facts. Yes, I agree with that. But, How if a person does NOT ( I repeat NOT ) even know our own country's history! Damn it.

Last Friday, right after my Calculus final exam, I went back to my apartment by taxi because I was in hurry to catch the 12.15pm KTM to KL Sentral. My roommates and I had planned to go to Genting Highlands right after our final exam on that day. So, we got a taxi and I told the taxi driver to drive us back to my apartment, CEMARA.

Taxi driver: gi mane?
Me: CEMARA

He replied me, Cemaraaaaa..... I was like "Why did u wana repeat what I have just said to you?"

Taxi Driver: Cemara atau Cemare? ( Isn't it the same? )

I said, Cemara la..

Taxi Driver: U olang mane? ( trying to change his accent ) Olang Malaysia ke atau Sarawak atau Sabah?

I said, Fuck you. Isn't it the same? How do you want me to answer you? Sarawak is in Malaysia. I'm both Malaysian and Sarawakian. Fucker! You wan me to recommend you to join Biro Tatanegara, is it?

Sometimes, I just don't understand some people. They like to make some trivial matters into something so 'big' u know. For your information, Sarawak and Sabah have officially become the states of Malaysia ever since September 16, 1963!

BTN

Last weekend, on Sunday, my college friends and I went to Kem Bumi Jati for Biro Tatanegara. It was actually a 5days n 4 nights camp. And, I can say that I "really enjoyed" in the camp. Throughout the camp, we had briefings, LDKs and some outdoor activities. It was a private camp and I guess the government must have spent a lot of money on us.

On the first day, we arrived at the camp at 4pm. We had our registration on that particular time and I was shocked because I didn't expect other scholars like Petronas and TNB came for this course as well. We were given a hostel to stay and all of us were quite satisfied with it. My hostel was "Cekap".

My bed

After the registration, each of us was given a name-tag.

Number 21 is my lucky number. It's my birthdate too. Cool...

During the briefing

This is place where we eat.

My LDK group members

There was an exam for this course. Although the questions were kinda general, I would say that the questions were not easy. All in all, I think it was quite an pleasurable course despite the never-ending activities in the camp.

p/s: I think I have nothing much to say about this camp. If want to know more, ask me personally. I'm sure I have a lot more to say which I don't think it's appropriate to post them here. hehe...

Cemara

It has been a few weeks since I last posted about my so-called apartment, Cendana. Now, it's the time for me to show you all briefly on how austere my new 'hostel', Cemara is.

living room + study room

My study table

Those two photos briefly show how my new hostel looks like and I don't take photos of my room because of some particular reasons. :)

And these three are my new+whiz kid housemates!!!

Lol...Basically, this is how my apartment looks like. I'm actually quite satisfied with the apartment now and I'm glad that we were asked to move. :)