It's 5.30 in the wee hour of the day and I'm still alive and kickin'. One of the things that I have learnt over the years is the optional consumption of certain chemicals to produce a desired effect to the body. It could be that goddamned crystalline xanthine alkaloid, which, for the sake of pomposity, is actually non other than your regular caffein in a cup of coffee. But still, my long standing policy remains that of the preservation of my bodily health, in that, I wouldn't want to contaminate my blood with some foreign substance that would somewhere down the road portray enmity towards the host it inhabits.

Today is obviously an exception. I drank those alkaloids up. In Gallons.

But fret not, fellow humans - this isn't how I plan to leave this world. In fact, this is so as to ensure another smooth continuation of the journey of a wandering soul. Nothing to do with the capital of South Korea, mind you, but rather, a yet another homo sapienistic show I'm sure you can bring yourself to be appreciative of at any other blog page.

The journey to the East begins today. The hurdles are many, and time is limited.

A truckload of assignment to knuckle down to, and due to be completed by noon. Should that not be the case, the infamous German red snake that is supposed to transport me and my compatriots to our flying Garuda is going to roll without me. Think of the terra-pascal pressure that is currently being self-induced.

Wait... My body is turning green. Could it be that I am now turning into a.. a hulk.. hulk ho.. hulk ho.. hohoho.

Haha!! I'm coming home Malaysia!!

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p/s = i'm glad to come home to see you ppl, to see malaysia. i'm boarding a MAS frankfurt-kl direct flight tomorrow noon. to board the garuda with my two Biberacher juniors cum fellow criminals Flip and Shiva as well as a Weingartener guy Yusri.

in the mean time, we are bidding farewell to our seniors who are signing off from Biberach, namely Hasan, hence together with his wife Ruz, as well as Suet Kwan to further their studies somewhere else as terrific as Biberach. not to forget, Seow Chien is going to move to a new workplace soon too. had a dinner with them yesterday at Auntie Wongs.

Find it difficult to swallow deluded reasoning based on false arguments. They give me headaches.

Remains unsaid because it was already said.

Know where the levers are and make them useful.

Memory constitutes almost everything that we live for.

The finest emerges out of the worst.

Those against an established set of rules suffer, but they'll be the trigger for an unprecedented chain of reactions.

I have too huge a shame to state the celestial motivation that drives us all.

Look into the past and realize the enormity of the number of times this thing has been done.

Something out of nothing, thus values are created.

It was either produced over time or by some sort of creative mechanism. Remember, iii equals em cee square.

Revolting. Immature. Repulsive.

We could've been living in a matrix.

Pretty meaningless. But fret not, we've always given meaning to everything.

Was not trained as one, but we constantly judge as we think.

Too different to be a match. Too many choices.

Zu kompliziert und trotzdem machbar.

Travelling is supposed to be a learning experience. Not just to upload some pretty pictures onto Facebook, you idiot.

Cultural and moral relativism.

I can feel that there's a big interest going on about this one Malaysian personality at the moment.

Not gonna blog often but not gonna put a dot to it either. Just trying to strike a balance.




I want to go to bed.

...my PSP. Now I hope with the help of a friend in Ulm, the gadget can be revived. Pandora battery or whatever that is I don't have. Was tweaking the whole evening and walla. Didn't play safe.

Finally, I bought my flight ticket home! And with Malaysia Airlines some more lah. Didn't expect I could fly with the airliner at this bargain price - 660 Euro for a return ticket. Plus, there's no transit...! Usually Malaysia Airlines would rank among the more expensive ones, so students normally would make do with Emirates. I consider myself lucky. :)


I read at Ariff's blog about AirAsia summoning people to name their upcoming new Airbus planes. So I went over to their site and decided to make my pitch. I made 2 suggestions actually, and if I were Tony Fernandes, I would certainly pick one out of the two which I think embodies everything that AirAsia wanted its aircrafts to be: Xperiential.

The thrill of winning is not so bad. They would immortalise your name on the body and inside of the plane along with the X-Factor name. I wish, I wish... Haha.. Otherwise gotta wait till the day you own your own aircraft.

Peristiwa hari ini membuatkan aku berfikir seketika. Berapa banyakkah maklumat tentang hari semalam yang masih kita ingati? Laman web yang di baca, idea yang terlintas difikiran, harga barang dapur yang dibeli, perbualan dengan rakan serumah, patah perkataan yang diungkapkan, awek mat saleh yang di usyarkan... Haha. Apa-apa sahaja.

Bagaimana pula dengan maklumat-maklumat tentang hari sebelum semalam, hari genap seminggu yang lepas, sebulan, malah setahun yang telah berlalu. Jikalau ditanya aku, tidak banyak yang masih boleh diimbau kembali.

Aku pernah membaca ada orang yang berkata kononnya dia berasa kehilangan 10 tahun dalam hidupnya kerana seperti tidak melakukan apa-apa. Mungkin dia telah mengatakan itu dengan mulutnya bertapis filter kekecewaan. Tapi jika benar agak samalah untuk dibandingkan dengan orang hilang ingatan yang barangkali diakibatkan kemalangan yang telah membawa kecederaan pada bahagian kepala.

Sungguhpun sains pada hari ini masih kurang memahami fisiologi otak dalam pembetukan memori.

Kita di Malaysia bertuah kerana mempunyai Tun Dr. Mahathir. Beliau telah mempelopori bidang puisi sosiosaintifik pertama di dunia berkaitan memori. Melayu mudah lupa.

Memori adalah elemen penting dalam kehidupan. Kerana tanpa ingatan, tenaga yang digunakan untuk melalui sesuatu pengalaman itu tidak ada kesinambungannya; yakni, tidak membawa manfaat untuk masa hadapan. Di situlah lahirnya keperluan untuk belajar.

Kita boleh belajar daripada pengalaman orang lain ataupun daripada pengalaman sendiri. Biasanya pengalaman orang lain itu telah ditulis, dibuku, dicerita, dan dirumuskan. Kekurangan belajar dengan cara ini ialah kita kurang menghargai darjah kepayahan yang telah dilalui oleh generasi lepas untuk tamadun manusia sampai ke tahap itu.

Ilmu pengetahuan yang ada pada hari ini adalah hasil usaha orang dahulu yang diperturunkan ke generasi baru, agar generasi baru tidak perlu bermula dari kosong dan boleh menumpukan tenaga untuk membawa manusia ke tahap tamadun yang lebih tinggi.

Kerana kata George Santayana, "mereka yang tidak mengingati masa lepas pasti akan mengulanginya." Penerangan: [1] sudah tentunya kita rugi membuat perkara yang sama berulang kali dalam hidup ini, apabila terdapat banyak benda lagi yang boleh dicubai. [2] lebih buruk lagi sekiranya kita mengundang pengulangan peristiwa hitam yang tidak diingini.

hahaha. it's a prank.
i tell you i laughed like hell when i first saw this. original site here.

Gonna be out of town in the next few days.

Destinaton: Heidenheim, where a relative of mine is currently doing his internship.

My life revolves around my laptop and the internet.

Everything that I feel like doing has to do with this machine and the cable that connects it to the rest of the world.

Thanks to Bill Gates & Co.

A human being can now forget whether or not he has eaten anything since morning.

Or should I say, pluralistic Malaysia, if not for the purpose of placing a title that rhymes on my part.

The word 'race' itself brings with it an intricate connotation, for with such a word, you are trying divide people into groups, into factions. And as far as I know, that is the worst thing in the world because much of the atrocities that took place in the history of mankind has been as a result of confrontations between two or more parties who claimed themselves to be different. In what ways? They'd say, in many ways.


What more can we expect from those whose hearts and minds are filled with hatred, greed, and delusion - leaving no way for a rational discussion. War: is the ultimate culmination to resolve their differences, where the law of the jungle applies.

So you see, Malaysia has a unique place in the world, where it is one of the few countries with substantial minority populations trying to foster harmony into the lives of its people. It is a delicate balance, when people are not only divided by the colours of their skin, but also by the flavours of their faith.

The situation is not even comparable to that of the United States, the self-acclaimed paragon of success in the co-existentialism of blacks, whites, browns, greens and yellows... because after all, the differences generally lie in colours. And the situation is not even comparable to India of Ghandis days... because after all, the differences generally lie in creeds.

Clearly, the difference in faith has far greater consequences than skin colors, for faith brings with it the baggage of cultural practices, the very soul of a people. It has split the nation of India, with the same skin colour, but of different creeds, into a separate realm that we now know as the Islamic Republic of Pakistan; even the appeals of Gandhi has failed to unite the Indians.

Thus the enormity of a post-independent Malayan demographics was not to be underestimated. The British prediction that the newly formed state will end up failing was not without basis.

In a relatively short period of time, a huge number of people, from completely different backgrounds, had appeared in droves to live together with an already deep-rooted society. Surely, it would not be easy on the stomachs of the so-called natives. The Chinese mostly had come from Southern China while the Indians mostly from British Madras, both with their own cultures, both with their own faiths, and both with their own languages. They left behind the miseries of their former homelands and now looking for a better life abroad, Malaya. To the Malays, all seemed too alien and too sudden for them to swallow.

For a moment, the future looked bleak, and the differences of the Malayan populations seemed almost impossible to resolve.

In an independent Malaya, the Chinese and Indians were granted full citizenship. It was the fruit of a naturally tolerant and peaceful people, the Malays, who were unaware of what was to come. They initiated co-operation with the leaders of the settling immigrants in the newly formed Malaya. Not bad for a start, since everyone felt, that, co-operation was the essence to peace and harmony in a fragile state of infancy.

Fast forward to modern day Malaysia, as it is now called, with Sabah and Sarawak in the picture.

The co-operational relationship between the people can be likened to the period of courtship. Like most relationships, we have gone through a lot of trouble along the way. That ugly catfight in May 1969, for instance. But it has been an almost 52 years long romance between us in the first place in the peninsular, and 46 between us as a whole. And it is high time now that the marriage proposal for this long overdued courtship should come, the proposal for a united Malaysia.

But still, there are a number of issues that have to be addressed, you know, if divorce was to be prevented, that is. The first issue would be the still in existence vernacular education in Malaysia. It is clearly sabotaging, as in detrimental to the unity of Malaysians. Inculcation of constructive values is most easy to work on kids rather than on senile citizens.


As partners, Malaysians should be speaking one language, practising one culture, and if possible, literally intermarry to produce breeds with a new skin colour. Haha.

Pepatah pujangga ada mengatakan;

tidak ada apa yang pasti dalam hidup ini melainkan kematian.

Begitulah juga dalam berhobi. Ada kalanya kita merasakan kita suka dan mendapat kegembiraan daripada melakukan sesuatu itu, namun apabila faktor ruang dan masa menjadi penghalang, aktiviti itu tidak juga akan menjadi hobi.

Cut the crap already!

Hm, maka untuk tidak menyelekoh tidak tentu arah lagi saya akan mulakan dengan penceritaan pendeknya. Pendek cerita, hari ni aku pergi main go-kart laa... Hahaha. Dekat Stuttgart. Best giler woo.

Entah mengapa aku merasa gembira teramat sangat pada ketika ini seperti baru balik dari menyelamatkan planet bumi daripada ancaman raksasa bermata sepuluh. Barangkali sebab adrenaline rush-nya kah. Ya, semestinya penangan hormon itu.

Sudah hampir setahun aku sudah tidak memandu sebuah kenderaan bermotor. Kali pertama dan terakhir aku memandu di tanah Eropah ni pun sudah cukup untuk aku menerima 2 saman trafik dan salah satunya menyebabkan aku diharamkan memandu untuk 1 bulan - tak ada maknanya. Sebenarnya kenderaan tidak ada motor, yakni basikal, pun aku sudah lama tidak tunggangi, kerana sejuk musim salji ini boleh menembusi dalam dari permukaan muka. Maka untuk dijadikan cerita kisah benar, aku tidak dapat mengelakkan diri memandu kenderaan go-kart itu, ibarat orang sedang mabuk dengan BAC 0.12% (euphoria maksimum).

HAHAHAHAHA! ..... HAHAHAHAHAHA! ..... HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Dan tamat sudah sesi go-kart kami. Annam dan Kudin ku lencong 3 kali, yakni aku sudah terlebih 3 lap penuh kehadapan mereka. Heheheh. Sori la beb, otak aku sudah sewel bila dapat benda alah ni. Tadi kitorang gelak kaw-kaw la pasal diorang kata pasni diorang nak berlatih main kat tempat diorang. Hahaha. Pastu siap nak kutuk lagi kata tempat aku takde go-kart pasal Biberach ni memang ada unsur-unsur kekampungan sikit pun (no problem). Aku pun apa lagi nak mengerek la kata aku tak payah training, datang untuk lumba time pertandingan je. Hahaha. Halnya ialah, pasni mungkin kitorng nak ajak ramai sikit main benda ni sama-sama.

Oh ye, sebenarnya, sebelum tu, setiap seorang daripada kami sudah pun membedal KFC bucket setiap seorang. Ini lagi satu benda yang boleh meragut emosi diriku ini. Oleh sebab aku suka makan ayam, KFC cawangan Stuttgart ni pula baru diketahui boleh dimakan populasi Muslim, inisiatif Annam untuk mengajak kami membaham ayam-ayam di sini pada hari ini kuterima dengan sangat baik. Maksud aku, SANGAT BAIK.




Sehingga 15hb ini bercuti. Tidak merancang untuk kemana-mana yang jauh.

Wahh.. sungguh mempesonakan sekali filem superhero ini rupanya ya. Berbangga aku dibuatnya dengan pencapaian baru industri filem tempatan dengan terhasilnya filem ini. Tahniah diucapkan kepada KRU Films Sdn Bhd, dan kita tahu siapa yang berada di sebalik tabir.

Akan tetapi... satu filem malangnya tidak mewakili seluruh industri. Apa yang penting ialah apabila hadirnya elemen-elemen baru yang dapat diterima ramai dengan baik didalam filem ini. Mudah-mudahan ianya akan menjadi kayu ukur baru untuk menilai sebaik mana kualiti pembikinan sesebuah filem itu. Al maklumlah, apabila rakyat Malaysia sendiri secara umumnya hampa dengan apa yang disajikan kepada mereka oleh penghasil-penghasil filem tempatan, bukankah itu satu papan tanda yang menidakkan potensi filem tempatan untuk ke persada antarabangsa.

Saya tidak mempunyai latar belakang seni, dan saya bukanlah seorang pengkomen filem yang bertauliah. Tetapi sebagai seorang penonton, saya dapat membezakan apa yang saya ingin lihat di dalam sesebuah filem dan apa yang menjengkilkan di mata, menggelikan di telinga, dan mengecewakan di minda.

Pada pandangan saya, industri filem tempatan memerlukan pengisian yang lebih berkualiti, baik dari segi mesej dan jalan cerita mahupun keberkesanan lakonan itu sendiri. Dan pada masa yang sama, filem-filem tempatan yang akan dihasilkan selepas ini perlu mencari identiti sendiri, yakni tidak cuba untuk lari dari realiti sebenar kehidupan di Malaysia dan yang paling penting sekali kreatif kandungannya - penting untuk tidak membuat mereka yang menonton lena berdengkur dibuai mimpi ngeri kualiti cap ayam filem tempatan.

Kecemerlangan harus diberi penghargaan. Saya suka filem-filem Afdlin Shauki, terutamanya Sumolah.

In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock. - Thomas Jefferson

Well I think we could use some of the wisdom of this man that is Thomas Jefferson, the 3rd president of the United States. I fully agree with what Mr. Jefferson here had to say.

He aptly implied that to a certain amount, there is a need to "camouflage" among the norms set by civil society through being with them. This however is followed by a subtle yet bold call to discriminate when it comes to dealing with the pressures of conforming to societal norms. As civilized human beings, we are without question bound to follow a certain set of rules and regulations passed down to us from generation to generation. Being content to stay within the line is described as "loyalty", while going one step further means "betrayal".

But being one single individual - weak, hopeless, vulnerable - whom with mere both hands alone cannot effect a change... others' might is a desperation for. Hence the necessity for an overall impression of loyalty. Do otherwise, lo and behold!, resentment awaits.

Loyalty to the tribe happens where there is a triumph of survival. But for the tribe not to regress and move forward, it needs at least one member with the streak of a criminal who has enough audacity to be labelled as a betrayer. He who is so, is a man of himself.

A rebel.

Sabtu, 28 Februari 2009

Status : masih hidup lagi selepas musim peperiksaan berakhir.

Pada malam yang aman damai ini, di atas dasar kebosanan setelah berjaya menghabiskan sepusingan permainan Age of Empires, berhajatlah aku nak mengemas bilik yang kudiami ini.

Walaupun sungguh tak adil kalau nak kata bilik ni teruk sangat kalau dibuat penilaian dari aspek ekstrinsik sahaja pun, tapi dalam keadaan kotor kemas yang dilihat pada mata kasar ni banyak juga menyimpan benda-benda yang sepatutnya telah aku lupuskan sejak zaman dinosaur lagi. Secara sedar tak sedar, rupa-rupanya salah satu tujuan aku membayar duit sewa bilik selama ni adalah untuk menyimpan sampah haram kejadah tidak berguna.

Mari kita lihat apa yang ada.

Botol-botol plastik pelbagai jenama dan saiz yang tak boleh ditebus balik (refund). Dekat sini diorang amalkan pengasingan sampah. Nak buang sesuka hati susah lah sikit, jadi akibatnya kena lah kumpul dulu.

Ini jenama sos favorite aku kat sini. Maggi Magic Asia nama diberi. Kalau ada benda alah ni, ko makan burger hangus pun boleh jadi sedap.

Pek bungkusan buku yang dibeli dari Amazon.de. Bila tengok benda ni, banyak jugak rupanya buku yang aku dah beli sejak sampai kat Jerman ni. Kalau tengok-tengok dekat Amazon tu ada aje yang nak beli, tapi stok yang belum baca betimbun lagi.

Yang ni botol air mineral yang boleh tebus balik. Satu botol boleh dapat 0.25 sen EU balik. Besok pagi nak kasi clear ini semua!

Kertas-kertas haram kejadah. Iklan lah, kertas-kertas conteng. Bertimbun! Ini pun mahu kasi clear malam ini jugak.

Kesimpulan paling bijak pada abad ini berbunyi, jagalah kebersihan dan kekemasan bilik anda. (Bodoh!)

BIBERACH 24 Feb -- i'm so freaking pissed off right now cuz i scraped through maths today. not performing is, oh SUPER embarassing! first, it is one of the subjects that don't involve much language. second, when i began this course, i was far better than everyone else so to almost flunk math is to me, one hell of a FAILURE! Scheiße... Nasik sudah menjadik bubur. F worrd!

i'm going to die!



maybe in 78 years.


[emotions aside, i think the main reason why this thing happened is of course due to my own doing. i already admit that ok. there are also heaps of subjects to take care of this semester. a total of 9. so the rule of the game is, if you're not consistent with your study, and wait until the last minutes to revise your stuffs, likelihood is, you WILL not manage to cover up everything. alles klar Amir Fikrie? (Jaaaa....) but i so lav hydromechanik. technische mechanik too.]

Exam Period: 17.02 - 26.02.2009

I'm glad to know that there are people who do not need a reason to do blogging. This type of people are happy at what they are doing, i.e. blogging, and I guess there's nothing that could stop them from doing so, well, unless, they are PAID not to blog, perhaps. :) Why not, blogging is free, and if its like a second nature to be typing away your thoughts freely, and you enjoy it, why stop. Anyway, my topic of babbling this time around is going to be something lame, which is, the reason as to why I blog.

On the contrary to the people I've just mentioned, I am an introvert (bla bla bla n proud of it), and that means I don't talk much, which consequently means, there is no way I would do talking as a hobby. Ho ho. But my blogging motivation stems from the very need of a healthy emotion and psychology. So, even if I don't need to talk that much to keep myself sane, albeit a bit, I do need a certain amount of self-expression to balance out this solitariness. I could spend days and days without talking to anybody, but please, blogging is my survival mechanism.

Realistically speaking, someone doesn't need a far-reaching readership to do this. It would do more harm than good to have too many people who you don't even know of to be making judgments on the person that you are. To be prejudiced against is a risk when people who do not know you close enough personally begin to have all of these preconceived notions about yourself, be it desirably good or otherwise. And if you are a social misfit, maybe like me, you could easily mislead people into understanding you wrongly. But lets say the reader really really knows you, then it wouldn't have been a point of contention at all and you would be pardoned instantly. I hope so.

But to be fair, that's not to be used as an excuse to prevent complete strangers from reading our oh so precious blog, isn't it. What ever happened to the non-individualistic Asian values that promote "friendliness", "altruism", and "tolerance"? That's where people deserve a chance. We as well deserve a chance to broaden the prospect of our acquaintances.

I think the role of blogging has turned to become somewhat ever more important these days. Once, it was merely used as a medium of exchange at the personal level, as diaries, but as it turned out, blogs are nowadays the movers and shakers of events. People can write lies in blogs, and governments change. Blogs now also serve as a new battlefield to those who consider words as mighty powerful bullets in their waging of ideological wars. Who would win, and who would lose.

In the meanwhile, pleased to know some of my friends have either joined or rejoined the blogging sphere: Ariff, Akie, Yuyu. Sometimes its the people that matter. In the parlance of the day, you feel 'em. Welcome (back).

Haih.. salah satu faktor yang membuatkan aku tak sabar-sabar nak balik ke Malaysia ni adalah makanan. Aku teringin sangat nak makan murtabak ke, laksa ke, lauk2 Melayu, yong tau fu ke, ... Ah,, rase macm nak balik je cuti semester ni, dah siap usyar harga tiket lagi. Ada lah dalam 640 Euro dah boleh dapat tiket pergi balik. Tapi sebab cuti ni 2 minggu je pun, aku rasa tak mungkin lah aku nak teruskan niat ni. Nampaknya terpaksalah sabar lebih sikit sampai hujung Julai atau awal Ogos ni, yang mana cuti 2 bulan lamanya.. Yahoooo!

Nasib baik lah ada Brahim. Terubat sikit homesickness ni, bila dapat makan ala-ala Malaysia gitu. Semalam aku "masak" ayam dngan daging dngan telur dengan lauk Brahim yang sepatutnya digunakan untuk menghasilkan sambal tumis udang. Dalam keadaan mcm ni, nama lauk tak ada maknanya, yang penting kau rasa sedap dan boleh makan makanan style kampung halaman. Dan sebagai orang Asia, mesti ada nasi. Baru lah hidup ni rasa macam lengkap sikit.

Macm mana pun, tadi aku layar forum Malaysian German Students' Society (MGSS), dan terjumpa lah laman "TRY MASAK" ni. ---> http://www.trymasak.my/. Aku pun baru aje jumpa laman tu, rasa agak bagus sebab ada video yang datang bersama dengan resipi bertulis kat sana. Dan tidak lupa juga, kalau ko hebat, sila datang ke sini, dan masak untuk aku. Muahahaha.

Satu teori hidup yang ingin saya kongsikan pada hari ini berbunyi:

"Gendang gendut tali kecapi, kenyang perut suka hati."

kini bertenaga semula, menyusun kembali hidup yang tunggang terbalik akibat demam durjana. sekarang masa untuk si bodoh membuat persediaan exam. YAH!!

This music video reminds me of one of our more interesting memories during our trip to Italy. Meeting new people from different cultures while travelling certainly is what most travellers would look forward to any day. So in our case, we happened to meet 2 Brazilian jewish guys and a Korean girl at the youth hostel lobby we stayed at in Florence. We were surfing the net on wi-fi when suddenly all of these awesome conversations took place. The guys were trying to explain to us about what being a Jew means. The Korean girl, obviously clueless, and in her broken English said, "Oh... Muslim?" "No, no, no. It's the opposite.", remarked the guy in jest, who later said he has no problem with Muslims. And then I told the Korean just how popular Korean entertainment among Malaysians are. I happened to keep Winter Sonata songs in my laptop so I played them. She was surprised, then my travelling mates Kudin and Annam began with their Korean artists chapter, which I had no idea what they were talking about. We were then taking turns playing music videos supposedly from our homeland. So I think you could have guessed already, we played this particular Ahli Fiqir music video to them, although the band actually comes from Singapore instead of Malaysia. We had a couple of more conversations that night and later called it a day. Ended was an exchange of cultural ideas. I think, based on this direct encounter with the Jews, I had a general idea of what they are like as well. To me, as a people (so it seems), they must be genetically predisposed to a certain traits and characters. And Malays also play by this rule.

Perut sudah kembung, sebab tadi makan banyak sangat. Nasib baik la aku bukan ikan, kalau tak mesti sudah jadi ikan kembung. Ngeh3x.

Aunty Wong belanje kami warga Malaysia di Biberach makan sempena Tahun Baru Cina esok. Memang banyak gila lauk, waduh, kalau Aunty x ade, memang aku x merasa makan mcm ni sepanjang duduk dekat sini.

Pertama kali dpt pengalaman makan besar.

Lepas tu ada seorang mak cik Lea a.k.a Zaleha ni, ajar aku dn Ruz (Hasan's wife), main tricks kad poker dan game math. Dia Melayu Singapura yg kahwin lelaki Jerman. Excited giler bila jumpa kitaorng bbdak Malaysia. Boleh cakap Melayu katanya. Orang lain pulak sibuk main kad, yang mana aku x tau lah.

Adik aku cuti sminggu dekat Malaysia sempena Tahun Baru Cina.

Anyway, Happy Chinese New Year everyone.

Hi. My name is Amir. My 16-year-old brother, whose name is Hakim, has beeen pestering me to promote his "virtual shops". Glad that he found something to be enthusiastic about, regardless of what. Maybe you can make a good businessman someday, Hakim, haha. I myself was a computer nerd at his age.

And now, he has additional things to say about "his products":

Our screen printing technology allows us to create quadrichromic (up to photorealistic) inprints on white and colored garments (even dark or black ones).

All our products are sun and water resistant: you can wash them as many times as you want without alteration …

Usually this kind of technology is not available for on demand production without a minimum quantity order (around 15 pieces) but we have developed a special software and a dedicated process that allows us to offer you and your customers this quality from a single t-shirt ordered!

We are so confident in our products quality that every order made on Comboutique are money back guarantee if you’re not fully satisfied!

Order over 15 products (multiple sizes are ok) and get huge discounts (up to 35%) !

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Anyway, I warned you Hakim, nobody reads my blog anyway. Hahaha.

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Besides his native English, Obama speaks Indonesian (Bahasa Indonesia), at least on a colloquial level, which he learned during his four childhood years in Jakarta. After the APEC summit in November 2008, Indonesian president Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono related a telephone conversation with Obama in Indonesian to Indonesian media. Obama had told Yudhoyona that he missed Indonesian food like Nasi Goreng (!), Bakso (!)or Rambutan.

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Baru sahaja pulang dari satu lawatan ke kilang syarikat Liebherr di Kirchdorf yang melibatkan pelajar-pelajar kursus Projektmanagement semester 2, anjuran pensyarah subjek Bauverfahrenstechnik, Professor Herr Riediger. Saya dan Martin pergi ke sana dengan menaiki kereta beliau.

Sesampai sahaja kami ke lokasi, kami telah dibawa ke kantin dan disajikan makan tengah hari. Kemudiannya kemuncak lawatan bermula apabila kami diberikan taklimat berkenaan operasi kilang dan ditunjukkan di sekitar kemudahan pembuatan ini bagaimana komponen-komponen daripada siri jentera 'earthmovers' yang pelbagai mereka dibuat. Malangnya, kami dilarang daripada mengambil gambar semasa berada di dewan pembuatan. Angst vor Industriespionage, vielleicht?

Sesudah itu kami diberikan taklimat lanjutan di dalam bilik seminar mengenai syarikat yang merangkumi sejarah, produk-produk, serta rangkaian perniagaan kumpulan. Rupa-rupanya Liebherr juga memiliki hotel-hotel yang terletak di beberapa lokasi yang menarik di sekitar Eropah. Rumah asal pengasas syarikat, Encik Hans Liebherr (1915-1993), juga terletak ditapak dimana kilang ini terletak. Mereka telah membina semula rumah ini sebagai tanda ingatan terhadap beliau.

Menerusi taklimat itu juga saya mendapat tahu bahawa syarikat ini juga telah bertapak di Malaysia menerusi Liebherr Appliances Kluang Sdn Bhd.

Satu aspek yang saya rasa menarik tentang masyarakat Jerman ialah kecenderungan mereka untuk bercakap tentang falsafah hidup. Semasa dalam perjalanan pulang tadi, Herr Riediger yang akan bersara pada tahun ini itu berkata, dari pengalaman dan pemerhatiannya:

kejayaan sesuatu projek itu berpunca dari perancangan awal (Vorplanung) dan juga kesiapsediaan untuk mengambil tindakan yang tepat apabila terdapat perubahan luar jangkaan terhadap persekitaran.

Lawatan ini memberikan saya sedikit pendedahan terhadap sektor pembuatan, mengenali dengan lebih dekat jenis-jenis jentera yang digunakan dalam industri pembinaan, selain daripada menyaksikan sendiri cerita kejayaan seorang manusia yang bernama Hans Liebherr.

My life is about contradictions,
my life is about chaos,
my life is about confusions...
and beyond,
my life is about finding clarity,
amidst disorder.

This morning I made the mistake of putting meat burger patties into a microwave, at 600 W, for 4 minutes.

The end-result: crispy cookies!

Maybe this accident could be turned into a business idea. Heh.

Just got back from the Hochschule. Managed to survive two lectures today, which, in the spirit of recent inspiration, I tried to give my best attention to. All I can say is, concentration is something that I have to work on constantly, since beginning to snore is easy, when attending lectures means to you a dreaded multitasking . First, find the relation(s) between understood uttered words. Second, make sure that the outcome makes any sense to you. Digestion only comes then in the third place, and the process repeats itself again and again. So much for learning in a third language, although it is now comparatively easier.

Actually I'd like to write about the subject of "causality", something that I have thought about lately. It began when I read a report on Al-Jazeera's website about Tun Mahathir's condemnation of US for supporting Israel in the Gaza war. I've always been interested in what Tun has to say concerning matters, and therefore, what makes him tick. To me and probably many other people, his reasoning is almost always satisfying, at least on the surface. And in this particular news report, I think he was using causality to justify his case.

He's making his case in the following paragraph:

Malaysia's former prime minister has blamed the US for backing Israeli military aggression against Palestinians in Gaza, saying it makes the US "much more guilty than even the Israelis".

Setting forth that the US is the cause of Israel's boldness in their waging of war against Palestinians:

"The backing by the US gives it encouragement to do all these things which I think ordinary Americans would not like to see them do," Mahathir said in an interview with Al Jazeera.

"Israelis believe it they go to war there is this big brother that is going to come with the weapons, with the money, so they don’t care what the world thinks."

And for the Israeli boldness to cease, the US has to stop extending their undivided support to Israel. Tun Mahathir sees that it can only happen through economic means (cause of the US' ability to extend support) which is by the boycott of American dollar.

He also suggested a boycott of the greenback as a way to pressure the US, saying that if the US is impoverished "it cannot undertake all these aggressive acts".

It isn't much but I think if we can thoroughly apply the concept to solve our day-to-day problems, life would be easier.

Wikipedia's take on causality: "Causality denotes a necessary relationship between one event (called cause) and another event (called effect) which is the direct consequence (result) of the first."

It's early in the morning and you could guess, even my heater-equipped room can send the shiver (literally) down my spine. I wonder what the figure of temperature in minus celsius there outside is at this time.

Actually I've got things to do, like, revising stuffs? Am I not exemplary, haha. Let's see what I can do before class kicks-off at 8.

p/s: reminded of the 1st anniversary living in Germany.

i feel like shouting out loud!! nevermind.

So... I'm writing a new blog, huh? For the millionth time, I'm just pursuing a practice which has seemed to persist in the last few years I think. And since I don't have to worry about people making a fuss about this eccentric hobby of mine (who reads my blog anyway?), I'd like to move to somewhere new. Moreover, I reckon my blogging activity needed some kind of invigoration as a result of an, blogging-wise, unproductive year. What better way to do that than to... move. :)

It's a new year and to many people, it is the beginning of something new. Many have made their resolutions for the months ahead and I wish them good luck for that.

For me it's about getting back to class tomorrow and really knuckle down to what is expected of me in the upcoming semester exams. There are a total of 10 subjects that I have to take care of this semester, which is in a way pretty overwhelming, so to say. But if other people have survived it before, that sounds good 'enuff. You don't want to go down in history as the first victim of academic casualty.

Just got back from a trip to Italy lately. I would like to think that the trip has taught me a couple of new things, as well as inspiring me to work harder for the future. Rome alone was mind-blowing in terms of the height of civilization that it once represented. Maybe I'll write further on that sometime.

Till then.