i am jack's ideology of an ape

(on an engineering student's point of view. written for the subject, engineers and law.)

What are we? Living organisms with gifted brain? what are our life purposes? Have we ever thought about things like these… it’s a sweet life we’re living in this world. But have we ever thought about all the small things… like the little rain water that drops from the leaves? Like the ripple on the pond when a fish jumps out of it… or the group of army ants on our walking paths? What am I thinking about? Does it sound nonsensical? I don’t know, you tell me. Everybody has his or her own purpose of living… whether he or she is meant to be successful, or meant to die trying. Everybody needs a mark of establishment to leave behind after his or her demise. Engineering is my way of establishment I guess. Or maybe, in the making to great heights to which, only God can judge.

Besides making a mark in our range of study or work, have we ever thought about doing something big? Let me give the hint, how about humanity? How about preserving the environment? How about stopping the war? How about saving the wildlife from sporadic extinction? How about keeping peace and start appreciating unity? If that sounds impossible, how about doing the simpler tasks… like recycling? Maybe joining a campaign in support of the wildlife or campaign against war is good enough. It’s not always about getting in the big picture; it’s about how and why we do it, no? Life is not always about attaining success in terms of having a big car, big house and a wonderful family. Sometimes, we need to pay attention to our surroundings too. The world needs attention… too much destruction had been done; we’ve done enough manipulation on mother earth that we sometimes fail to think and look back at the consequences. Making all these things can be considered as an establishment too, and for me, it might be the mother of all establishments. Why not, it’s the best thing to do to prove our worth to the society.

Care. Do you have what it takes to care enough? What it feels like to have the awareness and the intention to start caring? I don’t know if I'm doing enough on my behalf. But I think I'm trying my best. I don’t know if I'm doing well enough to call myself an environmentalist or humanist, but I'm happy that I have the awareness. Baby steps to reach the top wont hurt, right? So when do we start caring, by the way? Hmm… why wait, why not now? While sitting on the chair, while sipping that drink from your cup, while looking with those bright pair of eyes? We’re not mushrooms growing after the rain, we’re always been here and we’re meant to do the right thing. I think I know my purpose of living… I think mine is to be a better person... To contribute to the society, to contribute to the world, to do something that will make my grandchildren proud of their grandfather. Am I exaggerating? No, I don’t think so. Doing it alone might sound crazy and worthless and might not be a turning point towards anything. But think again, one person doing something will, of course, leave things unscathed, but how if 10 people doing it? or maybe 100? 1000? 10000? Its all a matter of time to realize the awareness and start doing something about it. we human beings are given the extravagant asset that outshines the other organisms, and that is our brain. We can make miracles with it, not to mention destruction if not well-utilized. But that is a different story.

So what I'm saying is that, everyone has his or her purposes and priority in life but realizing it early might lead to a smoother path in future. Everyone wants to succeed, but lets make it a fair deal, succeed, but don’t be ignorant towards the world. Don’t be ignorant towards humanity, towards other people. Don’t let hatred, anger, greed overcome yourself. Be a positivist, seriously it won’t hurt to be one. And remember, God is always watching…its not that He doesn’t have anything else to do, but I guess it might be his purpose of or His priority, maybe, heh…

i am jacks philosophies on love

Love is not all about a guy to a girl. love can be defined as friendship, care, motherly, fatherly, lust. love can be beautiful, love can be ugly. love can be passionate, love can be plain dull. love can construct, and destructs too. love is you, love is me, love is them, love is everywhere.... caring is loving. Love doesn’t ask for return. Love is eternal and indestructible. Defining love is not the end of the world. and there’s still time to think of other things than just waste time on it. Take love as one of the things in life that we need , maybe the one we need the most, maybe the least. Love is great, love is good....... or wait; LOVE CAN JUST BE LOVE. And that's it as it is.-hem the great philosopher

i am jack's singapore island

"ahoy captain jack sparrow, let's go singapore! that's where sao feng is residing, is he not?". heh. stories. how if singapore suddenly sinks?(including the other 63 tiny uninhabited islands around it, just to make it sound juicier) chaos, chaos, chaos, my brother, chaos. not only for them residents of singapore, but also to neighboring countries and countries affiliated to it. ok, lets start assuming what might happen, with some added "preservatives", just to add a better taste to my story here. or else its gonna be a bore. lets exaggerate this thing, okay? point number one, singapore sinks. residents of singapore have no immediate place to stay. so, they'll be swimming to the neighboring country, presumably malaysia, rival country in everything! hehe. next, malaysian government will, of course, accept them. as we know, malaysia's a wonderful country. upon arriving, singaporeans (might) get PR. ahah! isnt that interesting? now, now... where's the boat heading to? its heading to where it should head to of course!

kiasu-ism among malaysians would sporadically spread. malaysians will compare each other in everything, and try to beat their opponents in every way, or will they not? by this, of course, there should be some remarkable upgrades economy-wise. yeah, more competitive. malaysian technology(not AYO technology for gods sake!), said to be 50 years behind japan, might be cut down to errr.... 20 years behind, maybe? hehe... and maybe malaysians will start appreciating their land more, like singaporeans. maybe we can see people finally coming to senses about not keeping their unused land and instead do something about it. plantation-wise, singaporeans might be interested in doing nothing as they are not that good in it anyway. erm... did i say something wrong?

chewing gums will be most probably be banned after some long debates in the parliaments with singaporeans dictating this topic. hurmm... without chewies, most ex smokers might get back to fags and that wont do much help on preventing 'tak-nak' to smoke. and of course, wrigley's company will lose some big amount of money as their manufactured goods are banned in malaysia.

apart from that, the famous usage of "lah" will get more popular among malaysians that its gonna be in our country's dictionary too, just like theirs. heh, it'll be fun i guess, let's use it, lah! and start 'hor'ring.( but u see hor, this is how singaporeans talk. donkey style? haha) and let's start speaking like phua chu kang. (as a matter of fact, i love phua chu kang, he's da man!) he made our life merrier and made us less reliant to us shows that took away our lives (at least mine, being a couch potato wasn't my idea until fresh prince of bel air,home improvement, mcgywer, etc old shows took away part of my life followed by dawson's creek, x-files and smallville etc further harmed my easy-to-be-influenced and enthusiastic little brain.

besides that, singaporeans might get some malaysian influence too. after all, they are all human beings too, right? they might change their preception on late marriages and greed to get rich bride or bridegroom. and they might learn to drive like malaysians too (remember our proud record of one of the highest accident records in the world? nice). they might be even willing to support malaysians on mat rempits and pick up the art of vandalization. heh, aren't those things part of malaysian lives, after they said lat's kampung boy is too lame. heh, wtf?

but come to think hor....(shit i might pick up singlish), singaporeans are so good, do they really want to stay in malaysia after all? they would probably end up building an entire whole artificial island to live in instead to beg for malaysian's mercy for a place to stay. they are so good that they might be able to do it in a matter of years. and get back tops.heh.

so where we at? Nothing much to say, really. singapore is the best… (for being biased) but malaysia’s the best! Hahaha joking…

i am jack's (im)perfect homecoming

this is kinda old stuff.

One after another eye, blinking open, I got up from my bed to welcome a long awaited day. Homecoming! I know it sounds exaggerated as I was just going back to my hometown in the ever-raining town of Taiping, Perak for a short study break from my university in Melaka. Even though I'm most probably going to spend the next 4 days at home studying for my final exams, the thought of meeting the survivors of the grueling STPM examinations and overseas-based friends back home got me overjoyed. To heighten up my excitement, it was also Hari Raya Haji and I was looking forward to taste my friends’ mouth-lingering rendangs and ketupats. I quickly got myself prepared and all geared up for the day.

The plan was set: I am supposed to board a bus from Melaka to Kuala Lumpur, and continue my journey from to Taiping with another bus. The journey to Kuala Lumpur was good and I dozed off, tired. Upon reaching Pudu Raya, I searched for bus counters selling tickets to Taiping. To my astonishment, all the tickets to Taiping were sold out! I approached a lady at one of the counters to confirm my misfortune. With a sour-faced face and a silent ‘no’, she turned back, continuing to look for other ticket buyers. As I was leaving, I saw her grabbing her walkie-talkie. Suddenly she started shouting “Taiping,Taiping!!” marking the availability of the ticket. Happy that my prayers were answered, I quickly returned and bought the ticket which was extravagantly more expensive than usual, but my temptations were irresistible and left with no choice anyway. She further convinced me that it was a double-decker bus with first class coach, which added to my enthusiasm in boarding the bus. I spent the next 2 hours at McD’s to kill time while waiting for the bus. Finally, I went to the actual platform to board my bus. I was redirected by a bus broker to another, who took me to the bus. To my horror, he explained to me that the bus was full. “How can that be possible, Bang, I came exactly 10 minutes early and I have the ticket? It can’t be…” “Sabar Dik, the counter people are simply selling the ticket without counting them,” he said with his strong Indonesian accent. Feeling cheated, I continued asking questions as I was surprised this was happening as it is a prominent bus company. Anger cells morphed to the top of my head and I felt that my consumerism rights were being exploited, and myself, victimized. His irrelevant reasons about festive-day error and constant finger pointing at the human-sandwiched bus didn’t convince me. Besides me, there were other people in the same boat as I am, too. The bus driver gave me a Hobson’s choice in the end, “sit on the stairs till you get back home or board another bus.”

With my thinking tools somewhat rusted at that moment, I decided to give in and be happy with what I get…And voila! My first experience on a double-decker first class coach, and I’m sitting on the stairs! Upon boarding the bus, I saw the bus driver, the broker and the ticket collector swapping money with each other, which I assumed as commission. They were laughing and often mentioned their fortune for the day. It made me all boiling as I realized that I was conned all-along! Everybody gets commission in their cheating game. I kept myself shut till I got home. Throughout the journey, there were down-pouring rain and multiple loads of accidents every here and there. Sigh... the highway could be so dangerous during festive days. Be careful on the road, people!

As I got home, I kept thinking about what happened today. Why is this happening, especially in our country? We are being taken advantage of, because nobody dares to voice themselves and question on their rights, or simply don’t care at all. I beg to differ! It might be a small problem, but a problem remains a problem unless something is done. Letting corrupt individuals born and grow in numbers sporadically is a sin. Mind you, this is not a matter of bruised ego, it’s all about consumerism. Unless Malaysians start to value it or do something about it, this lingering problem is just going to swell and like we have already knew, consequences hurt. I