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Shaza

Weekender

I had a long and a great weekend. I spent every minute with Ikki. I talked in my sleep. I woke up with Ikki beside me and it always put me in the best mood to hug him in the morning. I sit under the hot shower with the dress that Ikki bought me, hallucinating that I'm a mermaid, convinced Nana to join me but failed. Hahaha. I chew the lollypop stick, yes, the stick, not the lollypop. I got drunk by just walking around and random people offered me drinks. Accidentally bummed into a lot of friends and unexpectedly very friendly strangers. I didn't eat much this weekend but I spent a lot. Bummer! But yes, I had a great weekend.

Oh and, it's Mikhail's 21st birthday today. Happy Birthday Kal and good luck for your last paper tomorrow. More drunken escapades. I like.

Oh and Nana's leaving to Singapore on Wednesday. Surely will miss her.

Hm.. I'll go watch TV. Cartoons or something, yup, cartoons.

Ape Tah

My PC's all messed up. I miss my dad, he could fix almost everything. I guess I have to wait til he comes back from Penang. Not that I didn't try, it doesn't work. Hahaha.

Well anyways, yes I want to write about the fuel hike again. Because since the fuel hike, my mom and my dad kept fueling up my car. So I don't feel the pain right about until last Wednesday. Yes, I feel the pain now. Nothing much to say about the fuel hike anymore, its really pissing me off. I'll think of something..

What am I writing? Really.. I don't know.. Haihhh.. Mandi best jugak ni.

Mandi lah.

It's Friiiiiiiidayyyyy!

Good Morning. It's a brand new day.

I'm about to shower, get dressed, then I remember I have to drive, like everyday. The fuel hike, yikes!!!! I have no personal income whatsoever, I only have the 'parent's bank', so I rather use the money to get myself something nice than pay for fuel, but then again I have no choice, the public transportation isn't well connected. I mean, the LRT certainly doesn't connect to everywhere I want to go. I have never taken a bus before in Malaysia, but I heard there's a long wait and it's cramped up. Taxi fares? Better I drive. But then, the fuel..

I was in a good mood when I woke up, I called my boyfriend who's about to leave for college, smiling because I finally had cendol yesterday (it was a two weeks plus wait) and I'm so in the mood for doughnut today, then thinking about the fuel hike immediately kills my mood.

Maybe I will have a long shower.

Oh it's Friday, great. More drunken escapades.

Fuel Hike?

So have you heard? The government has announced that petrol price will go up by 78 sen yesterday, a 41 percent jump from RM1.92 per litre to RM2.70. The prime minister also said that Tenaga Nasional would be raising electricity rates by 18% for homes and 26% for business users. Yes, just yesterday I wrote a post about how we're being screwed by politicians. This is intolerable.

Remember that the government has promised us that petrol price will not be increased anymore somewhat around December 2007? They kept their promise, for a few months! They didn’t promise us anything in 2008. So here it is, with the election just passed and there's a fuel hike. .

Pak Lah sure is taking a major political risk in removing price controls even as he attempts to recover from disastrous March elections that dealt the ruling coalition its worst results in half a century. Rising prices of food and fuel were a major factor in the ballot, which has triggered repeated calls for the premier to stand down. Pump price could rise as high as 3.00-4.00 ringgit when price controls are completely removed in August.

So everyone should start riding the bicycles again..

Our Nation

At a smoking zone in college on a boring day, restaurants or bars, wherever we can sit and gather around to talk, the most succulent topic of our conversation these days is the state of the nation, our nation that is. How we are being screwed by the politicians that we single handily voted, the ineffective administration, the rising cost of living and all the usual things that Malaysian love to talk so much about. As usual, all we do is practically just talk then we go back to our mundane lives and try to deal with the problems. Until the next time when things become too much to tolerate, we gather around, whining and complaining again, but that's just pretty much it, no actions.

People can make change, we hold the power of our lives in our own hands. Remember back before Merdeka? Our ancestors, practiced the People Power in the march towards gaining independence from the British, we were all passionate about Merdeka. We got together as one, we appointed a spokesman in the person of the Tunku, and we won our independence without bloodshed. Then we sat back and enjoyed the fruits of our first People Power success. But life became so good after that we began to relax. A little too much.

Through years, we lost our sense of People Power altogether. We became dependent again. We were colonised again, this time by the people we ourselves chose to govern us and to continue the work we started using People Power. Life became so good that all we wanted to do is sit back, relax and enjoy. Our people power came to such a state that eventually, things got bad again. We began to suffer a little bit of this and that and that's the reason there was a huge turnover in the last election. People want change, but that's so much as they can do. Change their vote in hope that things will get better, and that the people we voted will take care of things, things that we should have done ourselves.

Apparently, sadly we realised that we had been enjoying too much and too long that we had lost the ability to think and to do things for ourselves. Then we'll go back to the place where we normally gather around and complain again. Hoping that the people we voted will actually do something about the problems we are facing and then we happily return to our anesthetised state.

Let's make a change with actions. No matter how young we are, we have a voice here in our nation because we are the future.

Just Another Day

I hate shopping. I'm serious. The hassle of walking, I hate walking in shopping malls, I don't mind walking in parks or jungle trekking and what not, just not shopping malls. I hate going from shops to shops, most of the things look the same to me, sometimes I find something rare and attractive, but most of the time, dull. But then again I'm a girl who needs new things from time to time and get excited when I see something I like. I happened to stumble upon a very charming dress today, so I bought it, put a smile on my face. Not so different after all. Hahaha.

No. But I'm serious, if I happen to stumble upon something nice, I'll buy it but to ask me out on a shopping spree? No! I'd rather go up to a bookstore and wait until you're done with your shopping. I'm not a hypocrite trying to make a some sort of statement here, I do go out to shop sometimes, to buy only things I need, but never into this break-a-leg shopping spree, well except for Bandung, can't help it, everything was so cheap.

Before, I used to go up to a book store sit there and read one book after another, sometimes just one book, a thin one, I'll sit there and read until I finish the book or until my legs and eyes all sore, I could spend hours, sadly now I don't have the time and energy. But I still go, when I'm out of books to read, just not spend hours there like I used to. I miss doing that. I know these days I could just download a book from the internet, but it's different. I like the atmosphere in a bookstore. It soothes me. I'm a little weird huh?

Books, my paperback revolution.

Part Deux

My older post, Horton Hears a Who! was quite confusing and one-dimensional. What I was really trying to imply there was, people these days don't seem so interested or fascinated anymore about the world, the universe and concerned about the answers that we are supposed to seek instead we have petty small talks about things that don't matter because we are told to believe we are never going to find the answer.

When we were kids, we asks more question about the universe and how it evolves, but once age eat us, we became ignorant, probably because we are told how things works around us. So we believe what we are told without the initiative to prob deeper, some of us do, that's great, but not many. It's sad, because the universe and the world we are living in is remarkable.

Try to be open for new ideas too..