uNEW Life

First post since I've been in UTAR~!

Its been almost 2 weeks that I've been in a new environment.

I've enrolled in a university that is know by many but understand by few. Most people know the university only by its name, University Tunku Abdul Rahman (UTAR). The uni is still relatively young and the location of my campus is quite secluded in a small town called Kampar in the state of Perak, about an hour away from Ipoh.

Though not my first choice, might as well be the last,

I am beginning to feel that this place is quite serene and to my liking. Life here could be much simpler than the previous chapters of my life. I can set my own pace and make sure I do not stray from my goal - to get education and a way to break away from the cycle on which I'm stuck within. In other words, I am glad I can finally get a taste of higher learning despite the dramas before.

All the horrible things that I've heard about this place

vanished just as the anger and disappointment in the chamber within me have slowly faded. Instead, cycling along the lakeside made me feel free. Unarguably, nature is one of the best cures. UTARians are proud of this campus and we call it the UTAR Lakeside campus - we have not one but two lakes. Though the weather is a little bit weird but everything else is good. The faculties are well equipped, stylish buildings, a large beautiful library, etc etc. What else could I ask for?

It is a norm where an institute have many students

produces a number of good results, a bigger number of average results and a considerable number (higher than good, lower than average) of bad results. The public perception lies only on the latter two as they are the larger portion of the number. However, those who did well are really the creme de la creme in their field of study. Our university care less about publicity because it is not necessary. They are not making much profit from the students as the education provided are for the lower earning class. Cheap and affordable education.

As for the lecturers, 

there are quite many of them here. Most of them are doing their PhD's and some of them are professors. Though some of them have a relatively poor command in English, they really have the heart and soul in teaching. The best thing for me is the lecturers that are doing their PhD research - they allow a window of opportunity for me to get involved in their work and gain valuable experience. As for now, I am taking all social science and business subjects. Boring as they are, they might come in handy when I start my career. We complain but at the same time we are aware of the usefulness of the subjects. That is just how humans operate.

Anyways, I think I gonna enjoy my life here.

Whether it is a year or 3, my time here will not be wasted. Must live my life to the fullest and enjoy my new life as an UTARian. We are benevolent dictators of our own life, we rule the kingdom within our heart and soul. Thus, we must learn to protect the kingdom, keep the morale high and make sure life is good no matter what is thrown at us!

Experiment: AFFb

I've been so bored the past few weeks.

Figured that I'll do a little experiment code-named AFFb; Away From Facebook.

Problem statement

How many notification and messages will I get when I'm away from Facebook for a week?

Hypothesis

The number of notification and messages will be the multiplication by seven times to the average daily number of notification and messages.

Apparatus & Materials

Laptop, internet connection, my Facebook account

Variables

Constant : My Facebook account

Manipulated : Login time in Facebook, a week away.

Responding : Number of notification and messages.

Procedure

1. Login Facebook for 2 consecutive days.

2. Record the number of notification and messages.

3. Logout Facebook and stay away from it for a week.

4. Login Facebook and record the number of notification and messages.

5. The datas are tabulated.

Datas

                                                      Day 1                   Day 2                      Day 9

Number of notifications          2                            3                              6

Number of messages                0                           0                               2

Conclusion

The number of notification and messages that I get in a week is not equal to the multiplication by seven of my average daily number of notification and messages. The hypothesis is not acceptable.

Gosh. I'm so lifeless.

Practice makes perfect.

A person who fails regularly will make the perfect failure.

But failure is the first step towards success.

So when that person is the perfect failure, it is only the first step.

Then it is the process that matters most and we should enjoy it.

Means he must enjoy failing.

Success is a mere product.

Man, my journey is only at the beginning of the first step.

Long way to go.

There are nights which I just couldn't get myself to sleep.

When I close my eyes, I could see that hopeless boy who can't do anything to change his life and couldn't move on. Then I look deeper into this figure and realise I'm actually looking at myself. Life is cruel when you're at the wrong end of it. We've got to fight long and hard for what we want. At the end, we're not sure what we could get from the battles we've fought.

The glorious victories are all but fruitful.

The gains are temporary and the fame doesn't last. Look at your life and think again. What are dreams that we once dreamed? What was the goal that we wanted to achieve? What was the path that we've set our foot on? What is ahead?

I am estranged and confined in a puny space of nothingness.

As hard as I could try, the shackles will only tightens. The key is within grasp but it was just a mirage created by pure imagination of a boy who are beaten, tired and wanting to get himself out of this mess. What is the use of a big heart when it is not meant for this petty world? What is worthy when everything else doesn't matter? And what is going on with life?

I need an answer!

Please give an answer to my life!

Show me where I went wrong!

I'm asphyxiating in this radical state!

Miraculous

Life is really miraculous.
It is a smooth sail for some. And for the rest, it is nothing less than a ride at Hades' backyard. You'll be tempted, trialed and tempered in the fire of Hell. Nothing you do seems to be easy. Each time you see the shores, only to realize that it is another deserted island with hungry demons waiting to cut the flesh out of your skin one piece at a time.

Understanding that staying idle will not help,
you paddled across the endless sea. Under the roaring sea are shadows of vicious creatures with tentacles, fins and jaws waiting for a meal. Soon, your energy runs, dehydration sets in and delusions seems like reality. Finally you collapsed under exhaustion. The world seems much better as you're drifting in your semi-conscious state. Your thoughts are the acme of power and everything that you've ever dreamed are all happening at the second that it crosses your mind. The sky's the limit! At this moment, you feel all suffering and pain is gone.

Life is miraculous.
Suddenly you heard a loud bang and shaken you out of your fake euphoria. Reluctantly, you open your eyes and saw a beam of bright silvery light over the horizon. Home is right in front of your face. Your family waiting at the doors, excitement written on their face. You sprinted like you've never felt the firm grounds before and your mother gracefully open her arms like an angle spreading her wings to embrace you in her warmth. Stunned, you felt blood shots in your eyes as if you're staring at the eyes of Medusa with six inch of hard cold steel piercing through your stomach.

As it turned out,
everything was nothing more than an illusion. Your mind was playing tricks on you. The home that you saw was a thick forest and your family members are individual trees. That you've sprinted towards a tree trunk and had your stomach ripped by a splint of a remaining branch. However, the physical pain were not felt. Instead, a sharp, intense torment of all hopes are lost was the only feeling that can be felt. You dropped down on your knees and felt on your side. Curled like a baby in a mother's womb, you were shivering like a robbery victim that was stabbed and left to die a slow, lonely death.

Slowly but surely,
your mind slips into emptiness. Everything seems to have come to an abrupt pause - the breeze stopped blowing, the water seized flowing, the leaves suspended in mid air. Like a faulty television, your vision begun to turn grey, blurry with occasional lapses. Your body creeps from shivering cold to numb and finally to nothingness. You can hear nothing but the fading beats of your weakening heart desperately trying its best to pump blood to your brains. The volume knob twisted to less than a whisper. The world turned ever so silent. Nothing seen, nothing felt, nothing heard, nothing seems to add up. NOTHING! Pitch black.

"Am I dead?"
That was the last thing in mind. As you were sinking into your "death", you had ignored a feeble, minute bark. A bark so familiar that it ringed in your head with a steady increasing intensity. Eventually the barking brought you back to your senses. At the end, you realize that it was your dog barking at the early rubbish truck. It feels so good that it was all but a dream.
LIFE IS MIRACULOUS.