The Heavens Weep

   A blessing, I say; it’s been a while since the weather has cooled this much. Plus, this should ruin some of my friend’s Merdeka Day plans (okay, so I’m a jealously bitter man. Sue me). Still, it’s the perfect conditions to just sleep in my room and catch up on my sleep… life is a bit sucky at the moment, so I’ll grab on to any moment of bliss I can get my hands on ^__^

   The deadline for the exams are coming nearer… as for my assignments… I dunno. I think I’m making good time with my Programming (40% done, and I started a few hours ago). Database… well, I don’t foresee a lot of problems there. But Mathematics… ironically, it’s the one with the latest due date

   Tomorrow’s Merdeka… patriotic as I am, it means nothing to me to be honest. Putting up flags everywhere won’t make you a better citizen.

Aw, dang it…

   Assignment and exam marks are out for Programming I.

   Got 20.5 out of 20. That may look good enough, but some guy got 21 (the maximum mark)!

7 Things I Love About MMU

   This post is the counterpart of the “7 Things I Hate About MMU” bit. Spreadin’ the love!

1. The women. Okay, that’s not exactly my highest priority, but if romance blooms I certainly won’t stand in its way. No luck so far (at least, not that I know of — but then again, I’m quite dense on emotional matters), but hey, hope springs eternal.
2. The library. A free, fully air-conditioned place where people are forced to keep quiet. And it’s filled with delicious books. Truly a heavenly place.
3. The regimen. Without a clearly-defined schedule, I’ll devolve into an amorphous blob with no use whatsoever to anyone. I like discipline and everything. And no, I’m not into S&M (probably)
4. The cafe. Yes, I can hear some gourmet snobs yelling “wtf??”. But let’s face it, the food’s delicious and cheap. Maybe you rich types prefer steak and champagne; me, I’m just grateful for the affordable, nutritious food.
5. CyberTracker. Have any of you guys ever torrented something at 2MB/sec? I have tonnes of movies that I haven’t finished watching yet, thanks to this baby
6. The hostel. Yes, there’s no kitchen in here. Yes, it’s a furnace at times, and the mosquitoes, oh my. But let’s face it, where else can I get a place for RM175, all bills paid with free unlimited Internet access?
7. The clubs. Wow… it’s only in this place that I first :
   • - danced on the… uh, dancefloor. Okay, so the girl laughed, but still….
   • - get involved in fun and interesting events. Like swim carnivals, or a beauty peagant
   • - fencing. An archaic sport with probably no useful real-world application whatsoever, but meh, it’s free
   • - and so forth….

It’s the End of the Midterms

   Here are the post-mortem results :

   Mathematics : humiliating – 43%! How can someone who is so fascinated with symbols and calculation be so sucky in maths? I really need to get better real quick… why or why isn’t there a Calculus and Inifite Series for Dummies? book?

   Database Systems : ehh… probably good. Marks not out yet, but she does gave certain hints about my score yesterday. From the looks of it, I might (emphasis on “might”) pass, but am not gonna score in the high regions, that. I should’ve remembered to use JOIN when answering that question… that’s the problem with me : a one-track mind.

   Programming : fuck yeah, 110%! Can’t get arrogant though, the last tutorial is fiendishly difficult.

   Digital Systems : I probably pass this one (see Database Systems). But I don’t have enough time to answer all the questions yesterday… if there’s a supplementary exam, I’ll take it. My honor must be restored!

“Hurr… me see C++ code… me smash!!”

   One good thing about today’s exam is that your work is marked on the spot. And for the first time, I got full marks. Yeah, 11 out of 10 (the last question is optional), baby!

   Granted, the optional one is tough as hell… I’m sure there’s a simple way to convert decimal numbers to binary; serves me right for checking out such a lame, half-assed book. Oh well, that aside, at least I’m getting full marks in this one. It bodes well for my fragile ego and self-esteem.

   To celebrate, I’m gonna have some pussy juice

Aftermath of the First Battle

   So… finished the database exam yesterday. I wouldn’t say it’s a total victory on my part, but dammit it feels good when you know the answers to most of the questions. But I shan’t rest on my laurels; I will see to it that I will totally crush the Programming questions come Saturday. For the Horde!

   I would love to write something deeply profound and thought-invoking… but it’s 1:30pm, I just woke up, and I have a date in 4 and a half hours. So yay! Dammit, I wish I live closer to the city center… *sigh*

Angels and Demons

   No, this is not a post about the poncy Dan Brown book.

   First up, the demon. The person shall forever remain nameless, but I would like to state that, if you submit something half-assed 30 minutes before a project is due, don’t you give me the “angry” smiley; you’re not the only person who’s doing their midterms, and dammit, one good slide is better than several bad ones. Srsly. I expect to be blamed for this.

   Thankfully, today’s angel balanced it out. I would like to give my deepest appreciation to Farah, who gracefully offered to give me a lift to Pudu this Saturday. I have to catch the bus for my sister’s wedding (why oh why must I have an exam on the exact same day?), so anything that can shave precious seconds off the clock is very much appreciated. Such kindness convinced me that hey, maybe the world isn’t so bad after all.

   On an unrelated note, I think I’m going to be murdered by my maths assignments

Amry’s Seven Things I Hate About MMU

1. Couples. Okay fine, I’m just jealous. Dammit, am I doing something wrong here?
2. Malaysian time. For God’s sake, when I say “8.00pm”, I mean just that, not 9.30pm! We Malaysians have a lot of racial differences, but it seems Malaysian time is something that everyone does. And that pisses me off. I took the trouble to be somewhere on time, why can’t everyone else?
3. Mosquitoes. Stupid buggers, still attacking me even with the regular spraying of the white, fog-y thing….
4. The “hip crowd” wannabes. Look, I admire people who are genuinely cool, but these guys are a rare breed, and what we have in abundance in MMU are those who just think that they’re cool, and expect some sort of reverence by us lesser mortals. Honestly saying, I do have quite a liberal outlook, but if you dress like a slut, don’t get offended when I call you one. And as exciting as it is, making out in public in the uni is like signing your own expulsion letter. There’s “romantic” and there’s just plain “daft”. Idiota.
5. 8am classes. WHY? I already got an attendance warning because of this. Why on earth must class be scheduled so early?
6. Slow-ass hostel Internet access – put it this way; if I can download something at 10kb/s, it’s a miracle. My MSN kept dropping because of the sucky connection, and frankly I think MMU can do better. After all, the parent company is TELEKOM. See the irony here?
7. The location. I’d love to go to town more often, but I’m not made of money. Or time

Amry’s Holiday Pre-report

What?
   This is a review of how I’ve spent the 6 days of my holiday

   Compile a list of IPTs for the Swimming Carnival – not finished. To my defense, our IPTs have REALLY lousy websites. It’s a miracle if I ever managed to get something halfway presentable for the comittee

   Database assignment – not even started yet. Just too lazy

   SPARC website – in the review stages. Luckily, Farah (the co-webmaster) is not here, so I can claim that I need to collaborate with her before doing anything concrete. Hooray for procastination!

   Site map for the Miss MMU website – forgot all about it. Oh well, it won’t take long… 10 minutes is enough. Coding it will be another matter, though…

   Technical communications presentation – not even started yet. Fuck them. I don’t fancy having to do everything for these guys. Next project, I’m going to do it on my own, or at least with people who I can really be sure that they’ll pull their own weight.

Verdict — I have been sitting on my ass and playing video games far too much. This is completely unacceptable. Punishment?



   If I keep this up, I will have to kill myself, or otherwise other people will do that for me

Non-Muslims Over the Age of 21 Only?

   While reading the newspaper (during a lecture, of course), I happen to find an ad for a concert sponsored by Tiger Beer. The disclaimer caught my eye; the age limit is easy enough to understand, but I wonder why it prohibits Muslims from joining in.

   At first glance, it appears simple enough; since alcohol will be served (the first 500 people gets free beer), therefore Muslims aren’t allowed to attend. Fair enough, but then when we consider the fact that pretty much all nightclubs serve alcohol, and it’s not illegal for Muslims to patronise those places, therefore what makes this consert any different?

   Mind you, I don’t care one way or the other about the concert (unless if someone’s giving me the tickets), but it does make the mind wonder…. will they check your IC when you get there? If a Muslim shows up anyway, will they be turned away? Will s/he get a refund for the tickets?

Dumb bitch…

I am horribly pissed. It is my responsibility to compile and “pimp up” the report for the Technical Communications course. The “raw materials” comes from all my group members, who are supposed to send in their stuff to me by yesterday.

So up along comes this idiot who blantantly cut-and-paste something that is not related to the assignment given to her. Result? I will have to write the bitch’s portion of the report. On top of all the work I have to do, too. I always wonder why I prefer to do things by myself; today, I’ve rediscovered the reason.

Oh, the rest of you guys are doing a good job, though. I have no complaints… because I haven’t read your reports yet. I just hope I won’t have to put up a “dumb bastard” post next.

Seriously, some people are just begging to be aborted.

Revival!

   Ha, I finally decided to revive this site. Why? Because I am inspired by a friend’s blog, and I think it’s about time I have some place to bitch and whine. Because, if Uncle Amry doesn’t get to relieve the huge pressure inside his head, then the voices might ask him to introduce his big, sharp, shiny friend to some helpless passerbye.

   To celebrate such an auspicious event, let us celebrate by drinking lemime juice!