Salvaged: I Don't Want To Study In UBD (2008)

Someone told me of an inflammatory comment from a blog, regarding the decision going to UBD should the application for the government scholarship failed. The blog's been deleted (due to peer pressure and possible death threats) and I managed to salvage this classic:

Origin: http://justmeblogging.blogs.friendster.com/because_i_am_weird/2008/01/now_and_the_fut.html

Content:

"i really want to continue my study in UK, i really do not want to study in UBD because i have pride and because the damn UBD only provide us limited course. thus the output, jobs are not looking for us but us looking desperately and pathetically looking for jobs in the future. that is why i don't want to be in UBD.nowadays, government and even private sectors look for oversea graduates because overseas have a lot of courses which could help Brunei's economy and status. UBD? akhir akhir jadi teacher saja. buang masa and i really don't want to be a teacher.my face went ugly and red when i went to UBD to buy the damn forms. i really don't want to be in it. but my mum said we just have to fill it in case, IN CASE, i don't have a scholarship. yes i am applying for scholarship. my course? communication or law or social psychology. AMIN tah aku dapat scholarship. malu banar ku belajar di ubd ah. MALU.lau aku inda dapat, rasa kan bunuh diri wah"

" i didn't realise a LOT of people were reading my blog ecspecially the one on UBD. hahahaha. well sorry about that people. sorry for being really HONEST which offended some proud UBD'ians. its my choice: i want to study in UK, because i want to take a course in Psychology. and i want to learn how to live independently from my family. do UBD have that kind of course? if so, please tell me because i am to lazy to read the forms. and usually from what i always hear, the graduates are mostly teachers and some just..well..don't want to say about it, karang makin parah ati ah. well that's from what i heard and observe, maybe da jua yang dapat kaja bagus bah. mana ku tahu jua. but then i am still afraid that i might end up as a teacher. because i don't want to be a teacher because i don't know how to teach people. HONESTLY, that's why i choose a course in Psychology, hoping to help the Health Industry in Brunei. even if you study in UBD, UNISSA or abroad, you still contribute something to Brunei's economy or whatever. get it. i don't diss brunei but its people. some of its people who are sometimes ignorant, okay. get it?

“and i know the UNI life is not easy: duuh sama jua kali ah, UBD or UK, everyone work their butt of. jadinya urang belajar UK atu relax saja, guyang kaki, shopping in H&M? hahaha. open-minded bah. inda payah think inside the box.and oh yeah, "confident kau kan dapat scholarship?" ah. well au aku confident. lau aku inda dapat, well i have other ways. or aku bunuh diri saja. hahahahaha.and lastly, since kamu tuduh aku hina negara sal inda mau masuk UBD ah. urang laen yang belajar abroad atu inda kamu marahi?? aku tah pulang yang kana. ops, i sound like a whiny child here. hahaha. antah kamu eyh, tau marah marah. cubatah bagi support or whatever, UBD or UK's Unis sama jua wah. everyone's working hard to improve Brunei. inda payah kan ucap ucap among each other ane. sorry about my last post, i have no intention to delete it cause it's my idea and perspective. sorry, for not choosing UBD, well, its my choice and you can't change it. i have a dream."

THE END

I'm no Siskel & Ebert, but I know the fine line between "inda censor mulut atu" and constructive criticism. Unlike most Bruneians, I'll give you face because everybody's entitled to their own opinion. But to mercilessly butcher other unknowing students in the process? That's malicious. Have your say, but leave us out of it. Remember, this is Brunei - some of them will become higher-ups one day and will bring this up. That's all I'm gonna say.

Appreciate the honesty though. No bullshit involve. I like that. Then after the torrents of death threats and hollow comments, she was forced to issue a public apology on Dear Brunei:

Assalamualiakum. and hi. i am the one responsible for the blog. i am the author of the blog yang buat kamu ecspecially proud UBDians terasa and sakit hati. sorry about my blog. aku inda sengaja sakiti hati kamu. and yes i have been humiliated udah nie. sampai my name kana taruh ah. and i think urang MD tahu udah who i am. and again, i want to say sorry to all of you. sorry. sorry because i was being so selfish. and i just want to say that i would never hina Brunei Darussalam and her educational institutions. and to prove that i am going to say “SUMPAH DEMI ALLAH” ikhlas dari hati nie. aku inda hina semua atu. aku bersyukur cause Brunei ada banyak institutions such as UBD. and with UBD, produce banyak teachers. and being a teacher is a wonderful task yang di rahmati oleh ALLAH. i am not preaching here but that’s the truth. and you may laugh at it. but unfortunately, i was not meant to be a teacher because i know my weakness. i don’t know how to teach and aku takut aku bagi ajaran yang salah wah. i don’t want our future generation ada salah ajaran. sorry if i am being too dramatic here but that’s also the truth. bukan alasan nie tapi yang banarnya. aku takut sal being a teacher is a huge responsibility. and aku inda hina atu SUMPAH. and the blog was actually meant for me. sorry sampai buat kamu marah. and yes aku naive. and you may continue ucap2 aku. aku terima semua atu cause i made a mistake here. and to the people yang posted my blog, my name, my results, my ae and my school. thanks. bukan nyindir nie but thanks, ikhlas dari hati, sal buat aku realise my selfishness ah. thanks. and again, sorry for the hurtful blog. if you still don’t want to forgive me, i accept that. cause i made a mistake. sorry again.
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assalamualaikum. aku banar2 minta maaf sal blog ku atu. aku tau aku buat salah and aku baru jua tau my blog ane kana post rah brudirect. aku banar2 minta maaf. aku nada niat kan hina kamu semua ecspecially ubd’ians. aku inda ada niat kan hina negara ku ane SUMPAH. aku besyukur sal Brunei ane aman and pentingkan kesejahteraan penduduk nya. please, aku tahu aku salah. aku ngakun aku buat salah sal blog ku pai buat urang terasa ah. aku banar2 minta maaf. aku inda sangka one little mistake could turn into this. and aku banar2 rasa guilty. aku banar2 rasa guilty, and aku merayu pada kamu semua. aku bnr2 minta maaf. aku inda mau malukan keluarga ku. au aku baru tepikir sal durang. sorry. aku banar2 minta maaf. aku udah ubah perangai ku nie. aku inda tipu. SUMPAH. sorry
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assalamualaikum. thank for your forgiveness. and thank you for understanding me. aku minta maaf sal buat the blog. aku inda sangka buleh sampai macam ane jua. aku inda niat kan hina ubd SUMPAH. aku banar2 nyasal and yes, i’m having a hard time nie. i just don’t want my family to be humiliated. yes aku baru tepikir sal family ku nie. sorry. but the good thing about this incident, i’ve change into a better person. i am not my old bitter self anymore and cuba untuk beribadah masa nie. baru ku sedar kiamat inda jua batah gie. so aku merayu pada kamu semua, aku banar2 minta maaf sal blog aku. aku banar2 rsa besalah. aku malu sal baju ku bida masa ambil borang ah, makin tah ku kusut pastu urg yg ku kenal lawa2 jua baju durang. sorry ah, i was being too selfish.
and i know Brunei ane aman. and aku bersyukur, ALHAMDULILLAH, Brunei pentingkan kesejahteraan penduduk nya. but lama udah ku cita2 kan belajar luar negeri ane, aku jeles meliat urang belajar luar ah. i’m the kind of person who wants to do something different and learn something new. i do know luar negeri inda se’aman as Brunei but entah ah, i know its hard for you to understand, the difficult the situation, the happier aku study. sorry sal i am weird. but still if aku inda dapat scholarship, aku study di ubd. already chose my course.
and thanks again for understanding me. sorry about my blog which caused an uproar among UBD’ians. sorry ah. aku banar2 menyasal.
Source : HYS

NBA's Blockbuster Trades of 2008

On February 13, 2008, at approximately 9:56 p.m., scientists noted minor seismic activity on the floor of the Indian Ocean. While the near-insignificant activity represented no danger to anyone, researchers were mystified as to what had triggered it. It was eventually discovered that the disruption had originated nearly half a world away on June 14. Unlike many tenured programs that fall back on familiar elements, this edition of Insignificant Knowledge firmly reminded readers that anything can happen in this world, at any time. (By the way, if you’re a seismologist stationed to monitor future activity in the Indian Ocean, consider this fair warning.)

What's up with the NBA trading block nowadays? The Western Conference now is ridiculously overloaded with talent with ten teams are primed for playoffs contention. The Eastern Conference, saved for Detroit Pistons, Boston Celtics and the Cleveland Cavaliers, remained as sucky as ever before. Trust me, in this post-Michael Jordan era, you may insert Eastern Conference sucks jokes here. Anyway onto the wild, wild, West:


The Spanish Stingray in action.

Can you imagine: Pau Gasol joining the Lakers triumvirate of Bryant, Odom and Bynum? That's three 7-footers at the frontline! And for the Lakers to give up primarily Kwame Brown and two draft picks for the Spaniard? The Lakers fucking stole Pau Gasol. They hi-jacked him. That should be a crime. You don’t give away Pau Gasol for Kwame Brown and a rookie. I don’t care what’s out there, you can get more than that. You gave away a $100 bill and you got back two nickels and a dime. Ladies and gentlemen, they have Darko and Kwame at the four and the five respectively. That’s all I’m going to say. Seriously, The Grizzlies' trade of Pau Gasol to the Lakers has been universally panned throughout the league as highway robbery. It was one of those deals you make in your NBA Live franchise, though, come to think of it, the computer in my game would probably reject it.


The Diesel, 4th edition.

How about Shaq giving the Suns a second dimension to their offense and relieving Amare of center duties so the latter can fully concentrate on the power forward position which coincidentally is his best? Even late in his age, the Big Aristotle does not necessarily have to involve himself in the run 'n' gun offense; an rebound and an outlet pass to any of his Suns teammates (think feeding frenzy) will do the job. Or a quick score down the block in the fourth quarter like the old him will suffice too.

But the reality is, barring an exposure to Cosmic Rays or an injection of Captain America's Super Soldier Serum, Shaq won't ever have another 30/20 game. As a fan, it's hard to let go of that memory of greatness. So, you know, we make excuses. Shaq is fat. He's not in shape. He's faking an injury. He's not motivated. We want to believe that it is these self-imposed obstacles, and not the ravages of time, that have robbed us of the Mighty Shaq of old.
Really, I really can't begin to wrap my head around what Shaquille O'Neal operating in the Suns' run-and-gun offense would look like, but I keep picturing a dragon trying to play hopscotch, so take that as you will. I mean,

Between MRIs and rehabilitation, losing games and luster on his legacy, Shaquille O’Neal is caught in a cycle that promises no fades into a golden sunset. For reasons of his own negligence and nature itself, his body has betrayed him. So did his Miami Heat boss. Pat Riley squeezed one final championship out of Shaq and long had been willing to live with the consequences of a crippling contract. This isn’t the way Superman should spend his golden years. This isn’t how it should end. He’s left the Heat for the third time this season. His hip and quadriceps are inflamed and Shaq needs rest. This is no revelation, but Superman is broken. His days of dominating are done, and there’s no supporting cast to ease him into his golden years.


A blast from the past and a return to the Mavs.

Joining the blockbuster trades family: the soon-to-be-approved deal that'll see Jason Kidd playing for the Dallas Mavericks, joining Nowitzki and Josh Howard. Oh why soon? Well, nobody saw that one coming, huh? The Mavericks pull off a blockbuster trade for prodigal son Jason Kidd, only to have the deal blocked by one Devean Jamar George. When you pull off a stunt like this, you'd better sure as hell justify that the management is wrong for even sending you off. But noooo, George responded to all the angry catcalls from the Dallas crowd by scoring zero points on 0-for-11 shooting in 33 minutes. This suck-off, according to John Hollinger's reference guide - falls somewhere between "definitely renting" and "on the next plane to Yakima." Way to silence your critics, Devean.

Well, he may suck -- and he really, really does -- but HEEEEEE HAAAAAS THE POWEEEEERRRR!!! At least, the power to crush the hopes and dreams of Jason Kidd, the Mavericks, and everybody who was totally juiced to see how this trade was going affect the battle of powers in the Western Conference.
I just had to say one thing: This is the single biggest cockblock in NBA history. I don't mean to come off like Bill Walton Jr., but damn. How does a guy who's making $2 million a year and is probably three months from being out of the league prevent a blockbuster trade for a first ballot Hall-of-Famer? And he had to play (and play badly) for Dallas the very same night. That's like showing up to family dinner a few hours after you decided to pull grandpa off of life support. Simply put, it's superdickery on a grand and historic scale.

In Memoriam - Catherine anak Emban (11 November 1933 - 12 February 2008)

This is a letter to my grandmother, whom I shall miss dearly and miss even more knowing I was not by her side in her final days...

Dear Nenek Mak,

I'll always love you no matter what. Even though you may have given me tough love, I'll still cherish the memories growing up under your tutelage. Words can't describe how I feel now... Never will...


Rest in peace Catherine anak Emban (11.11.1933 - 12.2.2008).

First my grandfather. Now my grandmother. I have to be strong for my younger sister and brother. I'll get the degree... I promise.

But... It hurts man... Damn it hurts... I'll be back Nenek.

Love from your loving cucu,

Alai