Ah, after a 'short' period of not posting anything up, I've finally decided to pick my fingers up and update my site after a long time away. Yes, I still do return for a visit once in a while...but I never really did had the 'juice' to blog about anything as I did last time...I wonder why?

Okay, maybe it's because I haven't been going for any trips or whatsover...and all the food places already seemed to have been visited. Fun activities? Haven't been doing that lately too!

Now that I haven't met some of you guys for some time, how have all you people been? I'd love for you to reply to this question, except I reckon that not many people would bother! :)

Yargh, it's been what, a month since I've graduated? I still don't have a job..why? Because I am in the process of pursuing something more powerful than what a day job can provide. I'm talking about currency trading here. In short, forex!

You see, I've always been interested in forex since my university days. Well, that's partly one of the reason why I enrolled in economics - to see and understand how the market works. Guess what? In the end it doesn't really matter. I've already forgotten most of the mumbo jumbo I was thought in classes. Some were simply too technical while the rest were plain boring and dry. Of course, there are pretty interesting ones as well and they lasted as long as they did.

But then again, when we come out to find job, the knowledge becomes pretty much useless. I won't say entirely, as that also depends on what line you are in. Usually you'll have to pick up new skills in the course of your job and dump nearly most of what you learn in uni. So then, what's the point of going to uni?

For one stupid piece of paper.

And what does that paper do? It grants you access to meet a bunch of people who will judge you and deem if you are worthy enough to join their group of slaves. Yeah, most of us our slaves anyway but I won't say all. We are slaves to our money because instead of letting our money work for us, we are working for our money. Singapore is a nice place to live in? Pssh. Wait till you go over there and work. The lifestyle is good? You might want to think again.

Pay so little, work so much...how lah, is that fair? How am I supposed to live the life while letting my parents retire because I've seen them work so much and I really want to let them live the rest of their live without worrying about money. How am I supposed to do that with a meagre pay of RM2-3k? On top of that, need to pay car, pay this pay that, save up for a house, bla bla.

Is it possible? Well, yes if you're a friggin supersaver. And that WILL require balls of steel.

I had to think of a bigger way to do this. That's why I got myself connected to a bunch of currency traders. The technique itself is impeccable and it will allow you to win everytime because what we are doing is actually cheating. If you don't get the picture, think of it as trading with the same techniques that the people in power used to control the market. Insider information anyone?

It's a long story behind this but currency trading is basically 10% technique vs 90% psychology. The problem is always in the person behind that mouse button. Itchy hands mah, correct? Yeah, I have that problem too. Which is why I am spending this couple of months just trying to perfect my trading skills. I knew I wasn't going to be a millionaire overnight - it was going to be a long and arduous process.

I know I will fall many times along the way, which includes busting lotsa accounts - live and demo, but I know where I'm heading. Do you?

Okay, that's enough babbling for today. I'll continue tomorrow or something. Tata!

During the recent Raya holidays, me and my ex-classmates from Form 6 decided that we needed to go somewhere. Somebody suggested Bukit Tinggi and so off we went!

Here's some pictures from my trip. In my opinion, apart from looking at the buildings...there isn't really much to do there.

Camwhoring in the elevator, yo!



A shot of the afternoon sun.



This place is huge! Well, not gigantic, but as big as UM....I think.





Then we went to the rabbit farm where we petted cute looking rabbits and chose which one we wanted to roast for lunch.



Just kidding lah. They're so cute and adorable, tak sampai hati cook lah.

Then we went to Batu Caves and saw tons of monkeys there. If anything, I'd say it was an infestation!



Yeah, and this fella here obviously isn't too happy about me snapping his picture!

I just took what is hopefully my final test paper in university life!

Yaar. I should've probably done this at the very start during my first year but noooo, I had to procrastinate and leave it until
now!

Yes people. I am talking about my LAN subjects! 

The much-hated prerequisite government subjects in order for me to graduate was as much pain in the ass as it were in my thoughts. I slugged through the previous 3 months of LAN classes every Friday, and although I have to admit I don't go to the mosque on Fridays, it still does eat up into alot of my precious sleeping time.

I was actually given the examination questions to my exam which I had just sat a for a few hours ago, last two weeks! That itself was pretty ironic for me, considering that I've never had the opportunity of looking at any exam questions prior the examination itself! Well, at least that was the way for the past 3 years.

And now I have the questions in my hands. All I have to do is to take a look at the textbook and walla...there's my answer!

It was so simple, yet I could not bring myself to do it. Oh, why did I become so lazy!? Up until yesterday, I had almost forgotten the meaning of 'last minute studying'. And of all places, I had to try and study in a friggin' MAMAK!!

Confirm jialat lah. 2 weeks time to read but I had to procrastinate until 1 day before the exam. I kinda thought everything would be smooth sailing after coming from London...but apparently Malaysian history and Moral Studies were not as easy as they seem...

So yup, I've just came out from the exam hall...and I've done more tembaking than my high school days altogether. It wasn't as if I had taken a M16 Carbine and shot everything in sight...but it was more like planting a dozen C4 and standing next to it, watching it explode.

Goodness knows what the results would turn out to be. I just hope I pass lar....

It all happened very suddenly. Yesterday night, I had just gotten back from my holiday in Penang with 13 other crazy chaps when my friend told me that final year exam results would be out the next day!

OMG! Yes, like you normal humans, I panicked too. Okay, maybe not so much as a panic...but I got a little anxious - what if I failed a subject? Worst still, what if I failed two? Would I need to spend another year to retake while everyone has already graduated? Oh, I should also remind you that it is very easy to fail in my course!

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"London School of Economics (LSE), one of the top and most prestigious economics school in UK and the world. Iif you can survive in LSE, you can survive anything."

That was what I was told 3 years ago, in the very same corridors that I am now standing on in HELP University College. Now, 3 years later...I find it quite hard to believe that this hellish adventure had finally come to an end. I did not do any twinning with LSE itself in UK because the costs were quite astronomical and I didn't quite see the need to spend that absurb amount of money if I could do it here. Hence, I chose to do an External Programme from LSE here in Malaysia.

So, what are my thoughts? For starters, I wouldn't recommend this course in HELP to the average Joes. Take note, I said average Joes, not G.I. Joes. If you think that you're just an ordinary punk kid who wants to fag, hang out with hot sexy scantilly-clad babes, have tons of friends, party all night for a hangover, etc - by all means, stay away from this course.

Anything short of a perseverance of steel would see u come tumbling down the very steps which you had initially climbed
to reach the top. There are minimal friends here, there is virtually no entertainment, no field trips, no assignments and no interesting activities to keep us in university. Heck, even the lecturers were boring, some rather unqualified.

For one of the most prestigious course around, we certainly weren't treated like we should have been. We were like the minority of the minorities. Other classes had student counts of 100+. Mine? You could even count it with your ten fingers.

We did not have lecturers for some of our subjects. That was very bad. I was from a science stream and I did not have any economics background and now they're asking me to study some extremely difficult subjects on my own? Okay, I said. No problem, I will do it. I have no idea how but I was going to give it my best shot.

They even denied us local convocation initially, asking us to go to UK for our convo. Sure, it would be nice...'cept that it would cost a bomb! We had to fight for our rights to have our convo here..which includes meetings with professors, lecturers, admins and even the dean himself. It was a good thing that all those effort did not go to vain - we were granted our convo, but only if we passed our final year.

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I logged on to the website portal through my computer and keyed in my details. With every button I pushed, I felt my heart beating faster. I clicked the 'Submit' button and waited with abated breath on my results.

The new page loaded. My eyes quickly scanned the numbers that were displayed on my monitor. I breathe a sigh of relieve. There were no red marks.

I checked all my subjects. Not only were they above average, they had even exceeded my expectations. I had expected to do like poo initially because I barely understood the questions and I don't quite remember answering in explosive fashion. It was all done rather averagely, as far as memory served.

I'm just glad to be able to get out of this course. Most who dropped out halfway still remained unknown - it was like they had gone to war and died a hero but nobody knew who they were. It was sad.

My ride is now over. Time to exit the train and allow the new passengers to get on. I can only look into their eyes and wish them good luck.

Okay, I'm still breathing. I'm still alive, I think.

Past few days have been somewhat busy for me. Part of it including spending some considerable amount of time working on my online project. I would very much want to see it succeed online, as a business as well as out of interest. I've been tweaking this and that and without realizing it, time just flew by me. I need more than 24 hours in a day!

Also, I have work with my LAN coursemates as well as quizes, assignments and other stuff! Damn, before this I was wishing for an assignment since I never had the chance to do any for the past 3 years. Now that I've gotten them, I am starting to rue my luck. But, let's get it over and done with. Church's calling too, with help needed at the youth department! Not to mention that I'm already busy enough dabbling with my forex training...I simply would like more time!

Been planning to post the remaining part of The Great Malaysian Adventure but looks like that'll have to wait. In the mean time, stay cool.

Have a nice day!