My Vacation

As I slowly walked along the corridors of this building, a few people turned around to look at me, wide-eyed and curious. Their movements were awkward and a few of them would react in manners that could somehow momentarily frighten anyone who was encountering these people for the first time.

From where I was standing, everything around me almost felt like a completely different world.

It was a hot and balmy afternoon, and the ceiling fans were making strange creaky noises in the old building.

One of the rooms that I entered had me surrounded by somewhat lifeless-looking bodies staring straight at the ceiling. Many had their hands and legs tied up for their own safety. The only trace of life in them was that of the sudden twitching of their eyes.

They’ve been born that way. And most of them are the unwanted children of young mothers who had wanted to get rid of these kids through self-induced abortions that had failed (i.e.: unauthorized consumption of abortion drugs, thus affecting foetal development). Left with no other choice but to carry on with their pregnancies, these young mothers very soon left their newly-born deformed babies to be cared for by this centre. The word “Quasimodo” instantly came into mind…

In one corner of the building, a scrawny little girl sat hunched on her bed… she rocked herself to and fro, clapped her hands, bobbed her head uncontrollably and screamed… and as I approached her, she smiled, held my outstretched hand, and stopped screaming.

Picture above: Evelyn had to be constantly tied up for fear she might end up eating her own fecal matter. She wouldn’t have known what she was doing anyway.

Evelyn was eleven-years-old but she had the body of a kindergartner. As I held her, I could feel her protruding backbones against my fingers. She grabbed my fingers and started staring at them… and then she started clapping the palm of her hand against mine. She had spent her whole life on that bed and never known what was outside… Yet I hear certain psychos telling me, “You should go out more and be badder… Enjoy life more!” (Sure, I’d truly enjoy it if you’d jump off a bridge or something… hooray) \^.^/

“The people here don’t realize what they’re doing. They sometimes injure themselves. How would they know? They’re born like that. Sometimes, when they’re depressed and frustrated on their beds, they scream very loudly. But the neighbours complain and report us to the authorities…” one of the nurses said.

I didn’t know how to respond to what the nurse had said… and I wasn’t sure how many of those sensitive neighbours (who own kinda nice houses) go to churches and temples to pray on a consistent basis… I really don’t want to know…

And so it suddenly occurred to me: “Why do people who supposedly look and dress normal actually act and talk in a totally more retarded way than those who are physically and mentally less fortunate?”

Whoops, sorry. Wrong sentence. Again!

Rephrase:

And so it suddenly occurred to me: “Thank God for all the wonderful simple things in my life…”

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Stuff you have to wanna read:

1. Let’s Send the APIIT-UCTI Monsters to Hell

2. APIIT-pUCTI’s Perpetual Parking Problem

3. Spirit & Pride

Boomz

Dethroned Miss Singapore World 2009, Ris Low, (later on caught for credit card fraud) speaks:




Phua Chu Kang does it better than Ris Low:



Previous posts you wanna read- or should read:
1. Let's Send the APIIT-UCTI Monsters to Hell
2. APIIT-pUCTI's Perpetual Parking Problem
3. Spirit & Pride

Clueless

JG is finally able to blog once again...

JG recently attended a function. JG met this guy at the function...





Channel News Asia newscaster, Steven Chia


This guy happens to be a popular news reader for Channel News Asia.

Started in 1 March 1999, Channel News Asia is a major Asian news broadcaster with programmes telecast to more than 20 Asian countries and territories.

Mr. Newscaster and I spoke to each other during the function (because it wouldn't have been polite to have just ignored everyone around me).

Being the amazingly gifted person that I am, I smiled and told Mr. Newscaster, "Oh wow, I had no idea you're a newscaster..."

Oh blimey... Did JG just say that?

Mr. Newscaster probably almost dropped dead onto the floor because JG didn't know who he was.

Then again, JG usually gets herself into somewhat strange, awkward situations (eg: happily wearing jeans into Malaysia's so-called high-class "no jeans allowed" college and getting verbally assassinated by the college's Operations Manager- read story here).

Oh well...

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This blogger is currently busy with some stuff in a certain foreign country and will not be able to properly update her blog for a little while.

To all those readers and wonderful commenters who had read about my bad experience at APIIT-UCTI, thanks for dropping by- except Anthony; I hate you; go burn in hell :P

Spirit & Pride

Picture above: University keepsakes from various American and Australian universities

Showing off your alma mater’s logo on any merchandize is one good way of telling the world how proud you are of the college/university where you used to study in. From T-shirts to ear-rings, mugs, wallets and even watches, the logos embellished onto these items reflect the college/university spirit and pride that you feel so honoured to let people see. Good publicity from a proud graduate, isn’t it?

It’s that kind of situation where your eyes just well with tears of joy and heart go aflutter with all kinds of wonderfully warm, fuzzy feelings each time you think about the college/university where you once studied in…

…and you’ll vow to forever ensure that your alma mater gets your fullest support in any way possible once you’re capable enough of financially giving back to your beloved college/university for old time's sake: “Here, take my money and do what you can to help make the institution bigger and better!”

It's almost like loving someone so much you just want to stand in any public place or on a high-up mountain to shout out your love for that one person... sort of...

Statements from the proud graduates of The University of Chicago (The Law School) for the “Why I Give Back” alumni programme:

Gail Peek, '84: I found The Law School an amazing experience. I learned so much from the faculty and my peers. Some of these lessons were not always pleasant or positive, but they were all life lessons that helped me. The legal education I received at the Law School enabled me to handle many legal issues I encountered. I recall surprising my colleagues with my ability to utilize legal reasoning and research techniques to assist clients with complex issues. I want others, especially minority students, to have the same opportunity I had. I also want the Mandel Legal Aid Clinic to continue to break new ground in representing those less fortunate than me. Thus, supporting the Law School is a very easy decision. How could I not?

Greg Coules, '95: Quite simply, having gone to both the College and the Law School I have a quite a fondness for the U of C. Having come from modest means, the University was extremely generous with scholarships and other financial aid during my entire career there.

Sigh. Just imagine yourself as one of the highest-ranking employees of that university- either as a chancellor, dean or president. How would you have felt? You’d probably feel just like a really proud parent with successful and grateful kids who can now give you lots of money and attention in return for all the love and care you’ve once shown to them.

Unfortunately, over here in many Malaysian private higher education institutions, students who haven’t even graduated from their programmes just feel like desecrating their chosen colleges into the ground. Just before they could even complete their studies, a whole lot of these students would already be wishing for huge asteroids to hit the college and destroy the whole building when nobody is around- or simply any tragedy of Armageddon proportions.

Asteroids hitting APIIT-UCTI? Even better if Anthony’s the only person in the building.

Once these students complete their studies, they wouldn’t even want to associate themselves with the colleges they once studied in. Many, just like me, wouldn’t even dare to brandish any object that could somehow reveal the identity of our alma mater (especially APIIT-UCTI), unless when totally unavoidable during situations such as job applications and job interviews.

Many, just like me, would express our anger through online student forums, form online college hate groups to tear the college image apart, and upload pictures of terrible-looking college facilities on public websites. Why? What has gone wrong? Don’t these students and graduates feel any sense of belonging and love for the college where they are spending and have spent so much money on?

Princeton Pride

Why so much unnecessary anger from so many students towards just any one Malaysian college that has failed to instill this simple sense of pride and belonging into these students’ minds?

Use your brain, Anthony. Use your brain… If you have one.

Picture above: What I'd give back to APIIT-UCTI should this place ever miraculously come up with an "Alumni Give Back" programme... topped with a little name label. At least it's still kinda heart-shaped.

* I promise not to come up with another demented blog entry somehow connected to APIIT-UCTI for now. This blogger is gonna go on a little vacation for a little while.

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Previous related posts:

1. Let’s Send the APIIT-UCTI Monster(s) to HELL!

2. APIIT-pUCTI’s Perpetual Parking Problem

APIIT-pUCTI’s Perpetual Parking Problem

Picture above: APIIT-UCTI's scenic lakeside parking area.

I’ll try to control myself from coming up with too many blog entries about APIIT-UCTI after today’s entry. I’ll try…

What really surprised me this week was that quite a number of APIIT-UCTI students/graduates had shared about their painful experiences at APIIT-UCTI in the comments section of my blog entry here, albeit anonymously. I feel slightly comforted as I’m not the only victim of APIIT-UCTI’s chariot of calamity led by a lusus naturae that goes by the name of Anthony.

I’m surprised nothing can be done to reprimand Anthony from going to extremes when students commit the very slightest of “mistakes”. “Mistakes” that are sometimes so trivial you just can’t believe they’re actually seen as serious crimes when students are confronted by Anthony. Anthony clearly has no whatsoever decent experience when it comes to dealing with Generations Y and Z kids.

Perhaps Anthony’s son is married to Dr. Parmjit’s daughter, hence his attainment of immunity each time he verbally abuses a student (ie: nepotism)? Perhaps Anthony is Dr. Parmjit’s fuck buddy golf buddy (ie: cronyism)?

I've been informed that even the college bus drivers listen to Anthony’s orders to catch students who dare to defy him. The fact that Anthony is so unbelievably irremovable from his throne really, really perplexes me. Which top guy or notorious underworld figure is Cow-dung Anthony closely connected to?

All abused APIIT-UCTI students from the past and present should do themselves and the rest of the world a huge favour by NOT positively recommending APIIT-UCTI to any prospective student after this. Be warned, ye prospective customers of APIIT-UCTI. The only few types of people who'd go around saying nice things about APIIT-UCTI would be APIIT-UCTI employees, students and education consultants getting paid commissions to recruit new students (one of those marketing strategies employed by many Malaysian private higher education institutions).

Recently, many students cried foul over the new decision by God-knows-which-bigshot to have the students pay RM 5.00 each time they park their cars at the new APIIT-UCTI car-park. When this issue was brought up to Anthony, one of the students commented in a forum that Anthony simply said it’s “none of my business”. Oh well. What can Anthony do? He’s only a mid-level manager pretending to be Jesus Christ/ God Almighty within the confines of the APIIT-UCTI building. Pretenders can’t raise the dead nor turn water into wine.

I had always encountered parking problems each time I drove to APIIT-UCTI last time. It was SO DEPRESSING just to try to look for a decent parking space.

Wanna see how far away the new APIIT-UCTI parking space is from the APIIT-UCTI main campus located at Bukit Jalil's Technology Park Malaysia (TPM)? Here’s a visual treat for you:

Wanna see how APIIT-UCTI’s parking space looks like after a little shower from the skies?

Here ya go:

We can actually have an APIIT-UCTI beach party here, baby! Oh yeah! This is the most happening college in the world, woo hoo!! Anthony can come dressed in nothing!! (Worst nightmare, seriously)

One student joked about APIIT-UCTI being a “scenic lakeside campus” due to this strange phenomenon of rivers and lakes forming at the car-park each time after it rains.

Another student complained about having to pay RM3.00 each time his car is parked at TPM.

Whether the parking fee is RM3 or RM5 doesn’t matter (I remember being charged RM5 for my parking, even for only 1 hour). What matters is that students are being heavily taxed on a consistent basis each time they drive to APIIT-UCTI for their classes. RM3 or RM5 is just about the cost of a decent meal from any college canteen.

To rub salt, chlorine and acid to the wound, once the students park their cars, they still have to wait for APIIT-UCTI’s bus to transport them from the car-park to the main campus. Here’s how they queue up:

Picture above: Part of APIIT-UCTI's student activities.

What if it had been a rainy day? I don’t see any shelter here for the students. The only solution is to run back into their cars and drive to APIIT-UCTI, not knowing where to park their cars after that (APIIT-UCTI has extremely limited parking spaces). Or miss their classes for that day because of this parking problem.

Here’s a picture of a student expressing his anger at TPM’s parking signboard:

And THIS is what happens should you not park your car properly (yes, this happened near APIIT-UCTI, inside TPM):

Photo caption: "This What those TPM Parking Management ppl done .... not clamp in front or any visible area i take a complain to them and they keep saying we put notice at ur car u didnt see thats your problem as we didnt not see any clamping we will normally will drive off. Alhought iam not APIIT student but i work in TPM"

There’s clear and present danger in every nook and corner of APIIT-UCTI. You also go through horrifying parking experiences within the area where the campus is located.

Anthony will never apologize to me and all the students whom he had unnecessarily abused before. One can only hope he'd die a miserable death one of these days.

*Read about my horrifying experience at APIIT-pUCTI here.

Picture above: Girls who like to wear high heels should never consider studying at APIIT-UCTI. Guys who don't like to mess up their shoes shouldn't consider studying at APIIT-UCTI too. In spite of such a situation, no slippers are allowed in APIIT-UCTI, unfortunately. Otherwise, Anthony will catch you and verbally rape you.

What every college car-park beach party needs: