Fiction: Part 2

It’s 6.55pm. She lugs her laptop bag on one shoulder, her “Hermes Berkins'” on another, MR "bible" in one hand and walks down the stairs in her "Jimmy Choos’", wondering whether any of her followers are here already.

She enters the room and sets up the LCD projector for her sermon while waiting for the rest to arrive.

The time is 7:10pm. She decides that she cannot wait any longer. She mutes her phone and starts her sermon.

One by one, her followers arrive. Her sermon gets into full-mode. A question is asked but a totally irrelevant answer is given, leaving her doubting the contents of her sermon that she had been preaching. A cue is given but nobody responds. She wrings her hands in exasperation, wondering whether she had just preached to a bunch of mutes.

Nope, she’s not preaching a bunch of mutes. It is just that after a hardcore back to back torture in her class on Monday, Consumer Behaviour on Tuesday and Market Research class again (now), from cracking our brains to find points to reconcile with our CB assignment, to the interrogation for quiz answers that is due this weekend, the aftermath left us catatonic, slowed down the activity of every one's Central Nervous System and presented itself in her class.

She decides that she shall not admit defeat. She shall endure the aftermath to ensure that her followers don’t walk out without something gained from tonight’s sermon. She goes on and on and on…….

-END OF STORY-

May your desire to see the theories of Market Research pervade into the heads of your followers (especially the moderator of this blog!!!) be realized……..

-Posted in the midst of MR tutorial session.. SPSS lessons are getting harder and harder any minute. Interestingly, D’Building’s WiFi is working (though it lags at times)!!! (maybe they read my previous entry!!!!) hahaha- AS IF... More and more students are using their lappies instead if the lab's pc. I think it is for the same reason: We do not want our pen drives to be infected with virus.... My poor pen drive gets infected each time I insert it in the CPU!!! Anyway, got to go now, notes are awaiting....

PS: To my dear sister who trained me to become a bona fide omnivore, Happy Birthday….. I know that I might not be the first since you have always been a subject of competitive matter *applause* but at least I was the first who presented you with your birthday treat this year, right??

Psychic

Foreword: This is written by a Depressive Schizophrenic who is testing its psychic powers…..

He heads into D’Building (which is in no way related to DiGi’s D’House at Subang Hi-Tech Industrial Park) to his exclusive retreat. As usual, as one of those rare breed of Malaysians who adopt the M-Time culture in a P-time based society, he is 2 hours early.

He looks at his watch, it’s 6:45. “Time to go,” he says. He gets off his "iconic Herman Miller design classic- the aesthetically pleasing and highly ergonomic Aeron CEO chair", gathers his stuff and heads out off the door. Up the stairs he goes because the lifts have been out of order since time immemorial, to his assigned workplace, full of determination, enthusiasm and persistence to share his wisdom and knowledge with those under his tutorage. He wonders if he would be the first, like always.

He walks through the quiet hallway. From afar, he sees the room door close. “Great, I’m first,” he says to himself.

He reaches his designated workplace, opens the door, and right before his very own eyes, he sees 2 mortals sitting resolute at their respective places, oblivious to their surroundings. 1 is staring at the notebook while the other one seem to be configuring a profound mathematical equation.

He blinks his eyes to make sure that he is not dreaming. For the first time ever, 2 mortals are already present when there is still 15 minutes to 7:05. “Have the pigs gone scuba diving for pearls in the sea??”, he wonders.

Nope, the pigs have not gone scuba diving for pearls in the sea. They are still waiting to move into the Selangor PKR-lead state government’s proposed RM100million centralized pig farm in Ladang Tumbuk. PKR’s Tian Chua and Penang’s DCM II, Prof. Dr P. Ramasamy, were among the 29 MPs who had "forgotten” to submit their parliamentary questions on time for the inaugural meeting for the 12^th Dewan Rakyat Question Time, thus not fulfilling their elected responsibilities to question the Frontbenchers. Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi is still the Prime Minister of Malaysia, though Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim has expressed his confidence in becoming PM within 3 years.

It’s just that these poor souls have been plagued by the curse of assignments. That is why they are extremely early, in hope of catching up on their MR assignment 2 before it goes down the rafters……..Unfortunately, the WiFi in D'Building is SO SLOW that these mortals could not even access their Study Desk.- and I thought D'Building's WiFi is from foyer to roof top and everywhere within. Heck, we could not even go online in the reading room and on the third floor.

-END OF STORY-

May your desire to see the gist of Consumer Behaviour permeate into the heads of those under your tutorage (especially the author of this story!!!) be realized……..

I am NOT a psychic……..

Discipline, dedication, hard work and attentiveness are what I need….

*Assignment and Quizzes are calling*

Take care, pals

Fiction: RMx36_7o

Foreword: truth will prevail and justice will be done. This is a fiction story that is written based on a real-life situation but with some creative(?) elements added in it in an attempt to bring vagueness to an entirely new level.

Special Agent A is my reporting superior. He had brought me to see beyond the realm of science, to believe what I once thought was totally impossible. Over the months of being under him, I had grown to respect him, his judgments on certain things, and his absurd theories.

RMx36_7o is a young, mysterious and intense partner of mine who went missing two months ago. Special Agent A then assigned me a me to a new partner called Cr3a71v3 8C²oUn71n9 to replace RMx36_7o. I strongly objected the idea for I knew of no one who deserved to undertake such an important role. I voiced to Special Agent A the possibilities that RMx36_7o might still be out there stalking the dead. Being an open-minded person, Special Agent A found my statement plausible indeed because after all, RMx36_7o’s body has not been found. There was complete emptiness, not even the remains of the rumoured alien skeletons….

I was determined to find RMx36_7o. Special Agent A and I listed down many plausible theories for RMx36_7o’s mysterious disappearance: alien abduction, mysterious rescuer, spontaneous human combustion, RMx36_7o ala David Copperfield the 2nd…or could RMx36_7o be an abnormal mortal who went through the two phases of death ie somatic death (the cessation of the vital process) and molecular death (the progressive disintegration of the body) simultaneously as soon as its heart ceased to function, coupled with rapid decomposition of its bones???

After many sleepless nights, hoping that RMx36_7o would just call from some place far away and assure me of its safety, I drifted in deep sleep one night and dreamt of RMx36-7o. I was in the dense forest. From where I stood, I witnessed an extremely bright shimmering light about a few yards away. A shadow of a human emerged from among the darkness. I recognized the human immediately even though it was impossible to make out the face. It was RMx36_7o and it was calling out to me.

"xxxx, Special Agent A was right! They do exist! They are real!"

"RMx36_7o, what are you talking about?? Who are they you are referring to???"

Before RMx36_7o could reply, it vanished. I ran towards the source of light, but the light dimmed and was eventually swallowed by the menacing darkness again. I called out frantically for RMx36_7o but to no avail….

I woke up. I was sweating hard. It was all just a dream…...

I related my dream to Special Agent A the next morning, and it occurred to him that the dream might mean something; could RMx36_7o be abducted by aliens??? I found it illogical considering the fact that I never believed in extraterrestrials. However, at that moment, nothing was illogical anymore….

The next day, I conveniently forgot to switch on my phone as I was busy working on another case. During my break, I switched my phone on and the first sms received was from Special Agent A. RMx36_7o has been found. It was found lying motionless in the autopsy room that morning. No serious injuries but it was suffering from memory loss.

Being a fast learner, RMx36_7o was accepted back into the job immediately but the part of its mysterious disappearance and how it suddenly reappeared in the autopsy room was just gone, like it never happened…

Till today, the case of RMx36_7o's disappearance and discovery was never solved or explained. Agent RMx36_7o could not determine this incident due to its loss of memory from a brain injury…No one came forward to bear witness to how RMX36_7o suddenly appeared where it had been found. The authorities issued a letter to the Bureau to stop further investigation into this case. Thus, the case, coded X-RMx36_7o/2008, is officially declared closed.

But to me, Special Agent A solved yet another X-file...

-END OF STORY-

-Yesterday's problem was resolved completely by "Special Agent A" this morning-
*Bravo*

End note (19/4/2008)- My SPSS descriptive statistics output abnormality was solved by Special Agent S² (outside contact hours). Well, she didn't have to reply my ranting email but she did, despite her packed schedule.....

-and it is in times like these when I wonder, though I SOMETIMES think that my lecturers at SCS come from another galaxy, but if it weren't for them, WHERE WOULD I BE??

Deliriously happy....

You know how sometimes we struggle with issues that we once thought we have conquered??? Last Monday and today was one of those days. I wanted to scream my lungs out, or something of that sort... While in the midst of re-doing my CB assignment, I had to prepare all those secretarial and treasurer reports since everyone was un-contactable. Since it was due on 18/4/2008, I chucked my CB assignment aside and I finished the reports and I&E statement on Saturday. Good, all I needed was the approval of the adviser, then it's ready for submission to the upper echelons of the college's administration of student's clubs. So I thought I could get it done by yesterday... Bravo...

Then something went wrong along the way and I was stuck thinking about a mentally exhausting matter that has the potential of sapping every ounce of energy produced by cellular respiration in the mitochondria that is left within my body.... and the club's treasurer@ miss-know-it-all offered me some brilliant suggestions on how to resolve the problem but when asked to actually solve it, her answer was, "aiyoh, I cannot. The records are with you. If you want me to do, you need to send everything over to my house... but I can't get it done by 18th leh..., very busy working...."

-another NATO (no action, talk only) parable-
*KJ goes up in shrieks of laughter*

Just before lunch, I was trying to be smart again, wanting to portray myself as an ethical person. Unfortunately, being an illiterate person, I brilliantly told him that it was unethical to do something.... (note: that thing is actually ethical and legal). This spells for disaster... What I have learned in Business Ethics, Financial Accounting 2 and Financial Management have gone down the rafters (probably as a result of the constant dozing during lessons echelons....).....

I have to admit that I’m the kind who gives my all to the moment and then move on.....since I made up my mind that the completion of my CB assignment lies as my top priority, thus the unresolved club problem will remain unresolved until I have completed my CB assignment 101%.
Problem unresolved=late submission. Never mind, since I had asked for a dateline extension... but if I get into trouble, the rest of them will see themselves landing in deep shit together with me no matter how "busy" they are!!!!!

And as I was ranting about how unlucky I was, his reply reached my inbox, presented in such an understanding demeanour and immediately, the problem was resolved temporarily.... (Thank God). Like a true marketer and lecturer, he preached what he said: "consumer's perception is important to marketers because it is their reality."......

At that instant, I became deliriously happy (and still is because tonight's MR class has been canceled.).

Anyway, during CB lecture last night, I came up with several brilliant irrelevant answers to keep with my stupidity, leaving him worried that he has a mentally deranged student in the class shocked because my stupidity was (and is still) beyond disbelief.

Lecturer: anymore examples of emotions?
KJ: Suicidal.

Lecturer: What is cross-culture??
KJ: Pua chai.... you know those kids with mix blood -the half English, half Chinese people....

(and there was this blur look on his face - can't blame him cos my answer was obviously wrong and incorrigible. But I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't know what cross culture was but I wanted to be pretend to be clever!!!)

Anyway, I'll need to wake up soon. And then reality will hit….My CB assignment is still uncompleted; leadership quiz 2 and CB quiz 3 are round the corner and they are clamouring for my attention. Leadership essay and MR assignment 2 will follow suit in no time…… and I don't understand the instructions given for SPSS- cleaning data. My descriptive statistics output looks so weird... I guess it's wrong then :( ......

*sigh*
why must good things end so soon????

Side note: According to YB Jeff Ooi, MP for Jelutong, people's supremacy (ketuanan rakyat) will bring about changes to the economy, education and political systems.... Towards a better Malaysia.....

Yay, we are not monkeys and cowards after all....

Candidates wanting to contest for any posts in Umno Youth in the coming party elections will have to set up their own websites or blogs first. It looks like our BN government is embracing the blogosphere...

It’s also good to know that the government wants to meet bloggers now. Quoting Information Minister Datuk Ahmad Shabery Cheek on 10^th April 2008, "Actually, I'm sincere in wanting to meet them (the bloggers), just like any of my constituents. The bloggers are also part of my constituents. In my kampung, if they are not happy with me, they transmit this through the kedai kopi. So, I will meet them there to find out the problem. Every night, I will spend almost an hour to read blogs……."

Hold on, I thought blog writers are cowards, monkeys and gobloks.....

Thus, like what DanielYKL said, I guess we bloggers are no longer monkeys and cowards running wild in the jungle, right???

Hey, it's Friday night.... Let's go for a karaoke session together with our fellow bloggers from UMNO since we, bloggers are likened to karaoke singers........

At least the Malaysian political arena and "karaoke singing" are MUCH MORE ENTERTAINING than reading those boring empirical journals for the much-dreaded assignments, though the events surrounding our political arena leaves me dumbfounded and dissatisfied at times......

Okay, to reconcile with what our Sejarah, Pengajian Am, and Pengajian Malaysia textbooks have been preaching about our CURRENT government being good and etc., yes, at least our BN government has accepted the truth about bloggers to the extent that they are even embracing it. I just hope that they (and the other MPs and YBs who are already bloggers) would update their blogs regularly, NOT just for the few months and leave it stagnant for the next 4 years.

On a seemingly random topic, I personally commend YB Tony Pua, the Member of Parliament for PJ Utara, for compiling his 15 questions for the 12^th Dewan Rakyat sittings based on his readers' response and feedbacks. He did not take the people for granted, he listened to us….This is exactly what we want our elected representative to do- to be our eyes, ears and voice in the Parliament.

It is also my fervent hope that all the other MPs, be it from Pakatan Rakyat or Barisan Nasional, would emulate the action of YB Tony Pua and YB Fong Po Kuan of releasing the questions that they are going to raise during the Q&A session (NB: I do commend and applaud the actions of the other YBs who released their questions on their blogs too... Keep it up, YBs). This will give us the opportunity to evaluate our respective elected representatives objectively. No doubt the cabinet has permitted RTM to telecast live over RTM1 channel the Dewan Rakyat’s Q&A session FOR 30 minutes uncensored from 10am beginning April 30^th when the House meets, but I personally feel that those half an hour live telecast are insufficient to conduct a true evaluation since the Q&A session are held for around 1 1/2 hours. Wait a minute, what am I complaining about???? After all, a half-an-hour viewing is much better than the two-minutes slot during the 8pm Warta Perdana. Now, I’m hoping that the coverage will be extended to include the debates. Well, Information Minister Datuk Ahmad Shabery Cheek did not rule out that possibility…

Anyway, as I was going through YB Tony Pua’s list of questions that he has submitted to the Parliament office, I was happy to note that most of it are ongoing political issues that are close to the peoples' heart. FINALLY after 5 years of wondering and some soul-searching exercises, I will be getting the answers to his oral questions 4 and 5 as well as written question 3 soon……. Okay, I know some MPs such as the MP for Batu Gajah, YB Fong Po Kuan, have raised these issues during the previous Dewan Rakyat sittings but back then, their voices were feeble..... But not anymore.. 82 vs. 140

May God bless those noble and humble politicians, elected representatives and leaders who are brave enough to stand for what is just and right with the strength, wisdom and health to pull through it all….

Towards a BETTER MALAYSIA… MALAYSIA BOLEH!!!!
______________ ______________________

Assignment's calling.... back to work... -> screw assignments.....

*KJ prays fervently*

-Towards a BETTER ASSIGNMENT OUTCOME….

but my brains aren't cooperating with me....*sigh*.

Foul mood....

I wanted to become a good student. I decided not to procrastinate in doing my work so I spent my weekend doing my CB assignment. It was tough. I swat all the negative thoughts away in an attempt to complete the parts that I aimed to complete. Though the assignment sapped every ounce of energy that I had within me, but I managed to achieve my goals for that week. I felt happy that my sacrifices had paid off....

I was indeed very pleased with my masterpiece (and my achievement)...

Unfortunately, someone was not.
The comment came....
"re-think after briefing tomorrow". (yes, only these words)
__________________

I literally felt my heart breaking........ I wanted to bawl my eyes out....

My sacrifices obviously didn't pay off...

***KJ exudes profanities***

@#$%&!@* -censored-

My masterpiece was obviously like SHIT....

-Screw assignments..screw EVERYTHING-

I think the main problem with me and my assignments is that there is this period of unbearable rote before you become any good at it, and I just can't bring myself to get past that stage.

At the rate I'm going, I think I will NEVER get past that unbearable rote so I'd most probably sleep in class tomorrow evening, then he would get all emo and throw me out.....

Great.....
Good riddance......
-Perfect-

Note: "He" here is subjective. The sex of that particular person shall not be reviewed.

CB Quiz 2

5 minutes ago, I was accessing the Study Desk to retrieve my CB Quiz 2 results....

Cold sweat broke upon my forehead... I was worried that I had screwed my Quiz 2 up. I did study for it but I guess I did not read the textbook THOROUGHLY because I found out that I made some mistakes when I was surfing the net, hoping to get some info for my CB assignment 2.... I didn’t know evaluative criteria establish a consumer’s evoked set. Quester et al. (2004) defines evaluative criteria as the features or desired characteristics of a product required to meet the consumer’s needs. I didn’t know it establishes the brands that the consumer is willing to consider for solution. (*KJ hopes that her lecturer aka Mr Einstein of Brand Lab would never ever read this post...her profound stupidity is a disgrace to the human race...so siasoi... KJ runs away to hide...*) Anyway, it was too late to over spilled milk.....

Nevertheless, elated-with-a-tinge-of-disappointment was the appropriate adjective to describe my feelings when I saw my score. I was not hallucinating. My score was just as I expected (Thank God), but I was slightly disappointed as it was a slight deterioration from Quiz 1 (can't help that luck was by side when I did quiz 1!!!).

Anyway, I'm thankful that my scores so far are fine... Just hoping that I can maintain it for the rest my quizzes. But I'm not quite sure about that because the rest of the quizzes would be much harder. I know that I need to study real hard for my CB quiz 3, 4 and 5. I MUST NOT SCREW THE REST OF MY QUIZZES UP. I NEED THOSE MARKS BADLY....Meanwhile, I'm just hoping for the best... Hope is a good thing, right???

I must stop wasting my time. I so need to learn to manage time more wisely. Discipline and motivation is what I so desperately need now. Oh, God, Where are You??? I MUST COMPLETE THE MAJOR PARTS OF MY CB ASSIGNMENT 2 BY MONDAY 7/4/2008...But my mind is constipated and I have no ideas on how to proceed.

Hello there....

Reporting from class now.

Finally we are using the computer lab for Market Research.

I know I'm not suppose to be doing this but never mind...(this proves that I am a completely normal student, right???)... my friends aren't here yet and the kind-hearted lecturer decided to wait till 7:10pm before teaching us how to use the SPSS software.....Hmm..my MR lecturer is very understanding, huh...

My mind isn't at the high-static energy state and I forsee that it will never be. It is at flat zero- blank. I have no idea of how to use SPSS... To effect, my pupils are dilated and I can feel cold sweat breaking upon my forehead.... Okay, I'm exaggerating... The air-con's on, and I'm not sweating.....

So this is what I'm doing while waiting for class to start......

Ooops, got to go now..class has started, lecturer's teaching at the front... wait a minute, it's not 7:10 yet ....

Till then, Adios...

PS: If I do neglect my blog for a while, please bear with me.... My assignments and etc.. (in short, every student's torture) are draining my energy and creativity(???) to blog...

I see music, I hear colours.....

I feel high… I did not have to snort diacetylmorphine nor did I have to eat amphetamines or ecstasy to feel like that (anyway, I’m not a drug addict and I don’t intend to be one). All I need to do is to think about the upcoming quizzes and the arduous assignment questions and I start seeing music and hearing colours. Just like Paula Abdul’s song, all I want to do is to dance like there’s no tomorrow….. Deadlines and quizzes are looming me like how those rampant house break-in cases in Kuching terrifies me… I can feel the pressure mounting up as the days go by… I can feel the world erupting in a haze of brilliant blue and fuschia pink as I struggle to hold my train of thought at a single place. My mind is incoherent at the moment. Every time I think about my upcoming quizzes, assignments, and exams, my brain seems to jump inside the confines of my skull, struggling violently, threatening to squeeze out of every facial orifice in warm lumps.

I feel frustrated thinking about the YEC’s internal issues. There’s no way I can do everything by myself without the cooperation and commitment of the committee members. (They tell me that they are too busy working until they have no time to go online. Ironically, their Friendster page said that they last logged in 24 hours ago. Hmm, got time to go on Friendster, download MP3s and watch YouTubes, but no time to check email, lah.Got time to go for morning tea with but no time to represent the club in Student Council meetings, lah...) The Student Council president tells me to follow her style and just command the committee members to get their ass moving. If they refuse to bulge, ask them to resign. However, that is management, which is quite different from leadership. Management power comes from organizational position while leadership stems from personal power ie expert power and referent power. A manager focuses more on the compliance and implementation of organization’s policies while a leader tries more to inspire people to do their best for the organization. I do not want to be a manager. I want to be a transformational leader-one who have the special ability to bring about innovation and change. After all, all transformational leader are charismatic.-and I have FAILED miserably...

The saving grace is that I still have an ever-so-understanding adviser who knows well enough not to bother me with the club's progress when I'm feeling frustrated with my assignments and etc. He knows that he can't communicate anything about the club with me when I'm in that state because like what I mentioned in here, I don't communicate. I rant, whine, complain, vent...... I know he has worked his ass off (and still is) for the sake of keeping YEC alive. It was through the experience of becoming president that I finally realised that it is not easy to lead a club or an organization. It requires maturity and far-sightedness. Those who have truly experienced being in such a position would know the arduousness faced: being the ultimate decision maker, the ultimate strategist, and the pillar which keeps the commune alive. So the only thing I can say now is THANK YOU, SIR, for all that you have done......

Then there will be a BBQ party in college organized by the Student Council president (under the instructions of the principal- well, that was what she said). Okay, I appreciate her effort in purchasing those raw meat and etc and arranging for the transportation of the BBQ pit. But she forced every club's committee to go and worst of all, sell 20 tickets off or else we would have to buy it up ourselves. WHAT IS THIS??? This is amounting to coercion. Where is the FREEDOM TO CHOOSE?? [The principle of non-coercion is something very close to my heart ever since last year after seeing a group of Sarawak Club members turning into transformational leaders when pursuing this issue. Until today, DAP’s 12th General Election campaign song: Just Change, still rings inside my head. I truly agree with one line, “And never will we be coerced”.] Anyway, I told her off, saying that it was not right to force us to go or to buy up the remaining tickets if we can't sell it off. No doubt, it is difficult to get people to attend our events but don't play by coercion. She then asked me to ask the club's adviser for help to sell those tickets...Hahahaha.....(*KJ bursts into laughter*). I told her, "selling the tickets is one thing. Forcing us to buy it up if we can't finish selling is another thing...and forcing people is not justice. Asking YEC's adviser to help me is no problem but if I do that, I am not doing justice to him since I don't think that is part of his job scope...." See, I preach what I said... ....NOBODY WANTS TO BE COERCED...We want FREEDOM OF CHOICE. Hmmm, paying RM12 for a BBQ party on a Sunday night in college because we are forced to attend.... There wouldn't be any screen for us to watch Champions League that night.... Grilling the meat over a direct flame results in fat dropping on the fire and the production of polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbon-containing flames. Polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons (PAHs) will stick onto the surface of food and the more intense the heat, the more PAHs will be present and they are widely believed to play a significant role in human cancers (Source). So is it worth it to pay RM12 because you are forced to go and eat all those food coated with cancer-causing compounds (and increase the risk of contracting breast, prostate, stomach, colorectal and other forms of cancer at the later stage of life....Touch wood!!!)???? Praise God, I knocked some sense into her head, albeit in a rather rude manner... but it paid off because I do not have to buy up the tickets if I can't finish selling and the committee members for the YEC are excused.... hehehe (*eveillish grin*). Unfortunately, being the Student Council treasurer, I have to go regardless of whether I have an important quiz or assignment deadline coming up. Well, the only thing I can say is, "wait till you enter degree level, then you will know the joys of it....Degree studies is sooooooo fun until I feel like crying....". *tears of joys*

The authorities should condemn coercion to attend an event as tenable for damnation.

Okay, the truth why I am not interested in this BBQ thing is not because I am a geek who wants to spend a Sunday night at home doing my assignments. The reason is because I don't feel justified to be forced to pay RM12 for something like that. Anyway, if I feel like eating those sinfully delicious food, I would rather go to Chica.go7 at Eastmoore, 2 1/2 mile and indulge in their Genuine Broaster Chicken Set A1 that comprises of two pieces of Genuine Broaster chicken, a bun, mash potatoes (I personally commend its novelty in presentation) and a scoop of coleslaw. It costs RM8.50 NETT… (One thing good about Chica.go7 at this point of time is that the prices are not subjected to the 5% Government tax and ?% Service charge since it's still 3-4 months old... At least it does not make me a more bankrupt customer....). Anyway, a Broaster Chicken is supposed to be healthier than the lot of fried chickens including KFC’s because it uses better techniques and such, isn’t it??? If that is still not enough to appease my monstrous palate, I wouldn't mind spending a couple of dollars more to eat the Chicago Hot Dog Cheese. The 6-inches sausage covered with cheese sauce sure beats the hell of eating the normal sausages...

Anyone who has never actually worked will thriftily spend RM12 like it's nothing in the world. Like beggars money. Like a bowl of meaningless RM2.40 kolo mee. But for me, that's one hours worth of hard work of tutoring two primary school kids. (Teaching or tutoring is not my cup of tea, but I believe that is what my father has been trying to inculcate in me since young. Some character in the money business, savings, and how much RM1 is worth although it is JUST RM1. See dad, your devious plan actually worked! :D).

Anyway, the good thing about Ms President is that she followed my earlier suggestion of not extorting getting money from the various student clubs for the capital. We worked our ass out to raise funds for the club, so it is NOT RIGHT for the Student Council to just get their funds from the various clubs. The phrase "ask and you will receive" does not apply here. Well, she agreed with me in the end BUT the next thing I knew, she asked the Tourism Club to subsidize the watermelons that they had to buy and cut... Anyway, I did not bother to say anything since it is not the YEC who is the victim. (Hey, I'm not selfish. I am very self-sacrificing!!!! I risked my position as a Student Council treasurer, went against my superior's instructions, argued with her, just to save the YEC from having to contribute any form of resources, be it time, effort or monetary.)

The clock at the bottom of the screen says it’s 3:45. The Environ people just left after clearing a dead rodent from the ceiling. (Heck, they were supposed to be here at 2 but they arrived at 3:10…… Another Malaysian parable of the P-Time culture among a particular race in Malaysia.) My notebook is getting warmer. I bet if it was not for the notebook cooler, it would have turned into grilled “Acer” steak by now. The black keys beneath my fingers are uncomfortably warm and my fingers are doing high-impact tap dance on them.

I’m glad I have done all my quizzes and assignment that are due this week. Well, I should be. After all, I have sacrificed 3 weekends doing my MR assignment 1 and studying for my CB as well as my Leadership quizzes (yes, I was studying for my CB quiz in Sibu last weekend though I was there to perform my duties as a filial granddaughter to my late paternal grandparents!!!!).

Unfortunately, my other assignments are yearning for my attention now, in which I cannot give because the questions are too arduous. I know I should at least attempt to do my CB assignment 2 now, instead of blogging. But blogging enables me to release my stress/anger. Anyway, don't mortals all have their vices????

Get back to your assignment, KJ. Stop wasting your time. You will not get a HD for Wasting Time because it’s not an examination subject.

But my brains are saturated….and I’m having class tonight at 7…..Got to report for the much-dreaded duty in college tomorrow morning…… (I hate that duty but gotta bear with it until I graduate for the sake of lightening my parent's financial burden....)

My consciousness borders on the region of insanity……..I'm about as price worthy as an amoeba. I don’t deserve this….