tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33799672234364487072024-03-14T04:52:36.830+08:00The Stories Unfold...Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-34386399431970183602014-11-21T00:43:00.001+08:002014-11-21T00:44:38.291+08:00An End To A ChapterSeems barren my blog these days, and I apologize for that. I haven't time to update stories during my studies especially close to my finals. Let's put that all behind and let the memories sink in. I'm done with the first part of Masscomm.<br />
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Even though it's only been a month since I've ended my first semester, I feel that it is necessary to rewind and reminisce the good times I've been through with my classmates. I would love to type and tell you the story of the first chapter in detail though I would definitely lose you guys the first paragraph. I am infamous for talking/sharing stories for what seems to be eons for listeners.<br />
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So, let the picture tell the tales. Besides, a picture is worth a thousand words. So these are already around a hundred thousand words already. That means I technically already I wrote a novel, with pics only! Meh, Who am I kidding? You get the point. Please ignore my lame jokes.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OmwiC0VK8VE/VG4ACRihlrI/AAAAAAAABvw/jE9_Bvxly_E/s1600/20140611_165530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OmwiC0VK8VE/VG4ACRihlrI/AAAAAAAABvw/jE9_Bvxly_E/s1600/20140611_165530.jpg" height="640" width="480" /></a>This bloke right here is Akmal from our class. Yes he is a tough guy and the eldest in our class. He's 20 if you're wondering. Look at his hair.<br />
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The guy with the stache is Silmi popping on the right of the picture. Your's Truly isn't in the picture since this was a hijacked shot. Often described as a brother from another mother. We're both are usually seen together. And there's Mukhsin, bottom left, the cool kid on the block.<br />
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Yeah, this is part of my class. We're an awesome concoction of noisy, sporty, a bit of crazy, and a huge chunk of brainy all over.<br />
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Don't tell me I didn't warn you. We are what they say 'havoc'. Remember what the <a href="http://syazwanbahri.blogspot.com/2014/04/start-of-new-chapter.html" target="_blank">interviewer said during the interview?</a><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(just CTRL+F and type in IV#2, and press enter a few times)</span><br />
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Judging by the pictures, it seems the I have caught the rather contagious selfie bug, but that might be the side effect of being in the social circle of my friends. I might have a liking for this selfie trend, if I'm honest.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">For more pictures and updates, do visit my </span><a href="http://instagram.com/syazwanbahri" style="font-size: small;" target="_blank">Instagram</a><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(needs approval)</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"> page and do drop by here often.</span>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-26563037943735457712014-08-08T21:26:00.000+08:002014-08-08T21:26:13.255+08:00And I Thought I Was GoodIt's been quite a while since the last post down there. Basically I haven't updated this place since my registration in UiTM Lendu, and that made me worried, because staying in this infamous place, with new people and new environment would inevitably bring awesome stories and I'm missing the opportunity to share them with you guys and girls here. I haven't had a chance, until now.<br />
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This evening, I've had my hand at an essay writing workshop. It isn't a typical workshop because it's the Creative Writing Workshop + Competition held in conjunction with our Language Week. Well, frankly speaking, I never liked workshops but this one was a great one. I had a good time. And honestly speaking, I absolutely despise the pressure of a competition although this competition saw the rare side of my writing abilities.<br />
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If you've read a few of my articles, you would recognize that my writing style is very serious, linear, and definitely not creative thus this is a new experience for me in an area that I thought I was doing good at, which is writing. So, I have managed to sneakily snap my competing entry and gosh I am quite embarrassed by the way I wrote because I felt awkward.<br />
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The chosen topic was 'What do you see yourself as in 10 years to come?' Keep in mind that linear, serious writing wouldn't get me anywhere so, here goes my attempt at creative writing.<br />
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<i> It's no surprise that many of us would ask ourselves the same question. What do we see ourselves as in 10 years to come. Frankly speaking, I always ponder upon what may lie in my future. I might be living my dream life in my dream home, driving my dream car. But that's pretty much how Neanderthals would think 10 years into the future, if they were still here.</i></blockquote>
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<i> The notion that my waistline would drop a few inches is quite plausible in the future, but I can't quite shake off the mental image of me being plump. Maybe it's because I've been very curvy for so long the image is somewhat engraved in my mind. Perhaps if I maintain this special diet of mine, I might just lose a few more inches, and pants since I have to buy new ones. I wouldn't worry about that since I'll have a good job.</i></blockquote>
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<i> Speaking of which, I am very adamant in becoming an editor for an automotive magazine, namely Top Gear. Some say that editing is an arduous profession. Who could argue with that because editors spend all day in front of a screen full of words. Sir, I beg to differ. In a decade or so, people would be driving their dream cars to work, and the roads jam packed with all these vehicles, and that doesn't matter to me. Why? Because I'll be donning a helmet, with a jetpack strapped to my back, and I'll be gliding around gracefully to work while the people on the roads are cursing to themselves, regretful of buying an Audi R8 and not a jetpack</i></blockquote>
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<i> It is not yet a perfect life, especially without friends. It's quite inevitable to see friends moving out of the country to continue life in a different country. I have always had this miniature parliamentary-style debate going on somewhere in my head about whether moving out of this country with my friends is a good choice or not. I would definitely miss the 'keropok lekor' and 'teh tarik' if I move away with my friends but it is a small compromise. Friends or food? I think I choose the former. My friends at least bring a sense of belonging, even more than my bed, and I am in a serious relationship with my bed.</i></blockquote>
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This is the essay, unadulterated and unedited in any way. It's clear that I've lost my edge in writing, but spare a thought because this is something out of my alley since I've never thought creative writing is something interesting. But do tell me how my writing did, any comments would be welcomed.<br />
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<i>Till then</i>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-60322574474422966752014-05-21T11:34:00.000+08:002014-05-21T11:34:50.556+08:00Flight of Fantasy... Or rather 'Drive of Fantasy'. The last few posts have been quite serious and formal, so I've decided to break the tense and deliver something more eye-pleasing.<br />
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Welcome everyone, to the first Gran Turismo 6 photo entry. Gran Turismo 6 (GT6) is a PS3 racing <i>simulator</i>, so it isn't in the same league as the other car games. Notice how I said simulator? It's because this game simulates the laws of Physics virtually, and all the details aren't misplaced. In this game, when you approach a bend/corner, you need to brake adequately - like in real life - then downshift a few gears, execute the turn, then gently apply the throttle. Basically you apply what you do to a real life car in this game. I was quite surprised when I took an in-game photo inside the cabin of the BMW M4 and it turned out very, very familiar to the one in real life. I felt frankly at home with that shot.<br />
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These are some random shots I've done and snapped around. Some of them are drifts and slides. Now keep in mind, drifting in this game isn't like those of Need For Speed or Burnout anyhow. Well since this game is a simulator, all the inputs are close to real life. To execute a beautiful drift like this, you don't tap the brake then stomp the accelerator. In this case, you need to switch off the traction control - that's a system that avoids wheelspin, which is what you want in drifting but not in daily driving - then search for your power band, it's usually the low gears, the BMWs do well in the 2nd to 3rd gear. Next approach the turn, and press on the throttle. Throttle control is important here. Then apply some counter steer. That's the basics, easier said than done.<br />
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<i>'Till then.</i><br />
Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-6573558476226523482014-05-16T15:54:00.000+08:002014-05-16T18:22:55.428+08:00An Ode to Camaraderie 1st of June marks my registration in UiTM Melaka, thus begins then a new chapter of the story we call Life. It has been a long, winding journey since the days of MCKK and surely many memorable events has come and passed. Even then, there are an abundance of memoirs and people left engraved in my heart. Most of them are from the alma mater, but I've met a lot of interesting personalities along the way.<br />
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The past few months spanning from the arduous days of Asasi till this very second I'm breathing has been an emotional and spiritual rollercoaster ride. Only held onto the ride by my faith to Him, and a helping hand from my comrades, I was able to survive and thrive to this moment. Well at least I can finally say, I couldn't have done it without you guys.<br />
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Stepping into the new chapter, the anticipation of new challenges are unavoidable. Three years plus another four for degree and a few more for Masters, but that's another chapter waiting to be unfold in the future. Even then the path ahead lies with a cornucopia of ups and downs. There is no speck of doubt that an impetus is paramount in plowing through this obstacle.<br />
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I was blessed enough to have good company in this course of life, and I cherish those who I've met along the and are always close, and they have become my impulse to succeed in this future studies.<br />
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These are the people who ignited the spark. The drive. The energy. This is the Editorial Board of '12 (minus Izzat on the right). These are fantastic people to be with. For instance, Nurzam, our graphics designer, one of the best there is, always a good friend and classmate. Affectionately known as Hamster by our colleagues. Then there's Rifqi the coffee enthusiastic lead photographer, also SIC. Very good musician. Drove me once to Chief's because I had no transport after the MUET test. Some say his body burns coffee like a combustion engine and that he thought that Star Wars was a documentary. All we know is he's Rifqi Ghazali. The next man on the list is Megat, or better known as Chief, simply because he's the chief. More on him later. Faiq is the imported character in this story. The one photographer from Thailand. His head is <i>literally </i>harder than diamond, after so many ordeals with the goalposts and the 'longkangs'. The next bloke in the lineup is Azim or Qays as most of them know him, the most successful financier since the inception of this A-team. He raised 50k from scratch in half a year. Highest collection of all time. Also worth mentioning he's a BMW fan as well. Aiman is the person that never lets you down. He's the always-dependable person. The wacky one in the group, he never fails to entertain the company when all is going tight. Then comes Safuan aka Sapu aka Benny aka Jimmy Hopkins aka Vega aka Sapudor. Yep, all those nicknames are valid. Toughest cameraman on the block. He auditioned for Hulk recently but got turned down because the female crew kept hitting on him. And there's Izzat Zalis, or Jack. Those in the debating circle would already recognize him. He was featured in the school's magazine in '12. He's always there for me since his enrollment in '11. Technically legally a hotstuff. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">Girls, I have his number feel free to ask for it :P</span><br />
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Where were we? Ah, yes the man himself. The brain of the team. He's Megat Nasir. The man is two-parts-Tony Stark-to-one-part-Nathan Drake. Nothing could describe him better than The Prodigy. A person with relentless pursuit towards knowledge, he's the one calling the shots during the development of our magazine. A distant brother and a great friend. We have always said our minds were linked with Bluetooth. He's always there when I was at my lowest. No matter what the conditions were, he never failed to lend me a hand when I slipped and fell. Especially when I failed my Chemistry paper, and was dismissed. I will always remember his support throughout this journey.<br />
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This almost-nose-picking bloke is Khan Hamidy. We call him Khansdos. He's the first person I knew back in MCKK as he registered the same moment as me, so we got to know each other in the office before making our way to the dorms. Very funny guy. Plays rugby thus the very bulky physique. He's just completed his Engineering foundation at PALAM.<br />
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One of our memorable moments is when we registered at the same day, then five years later after so many exams and tests, we said our farewell to the alma mater on the same day and headed off back home at the same moment, because I hitched a ride in his dad's car. It was as if we were destined to come and go at the exact same time.<br />
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Never without his shades is Mag Malik, the wise one. He's the inspiration towards going through Masscom. The one with the advice. He's the matured one among us. Probably because he's slightly aged than me but that doesn't matter, he's still young inside, full of energy.</div>
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I often turn to him and Mr. Dad to ask for some of their invaluable opinions on certain choices in life. Still undergoing degree in TESL. he has very high knowledge in the language background, namely linguistics.</div>
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To me, he's like a brother whose always there with his never ending support. An eccentric writer himself and a massive fan of Youtuber TheRadBrad, he aims to put Malaysia on the map where Let's Plays are concerned. I'd like to join and become co-presenter as well, but that fantasy would take a lot of years to become true.<br />
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And there's the sage of life skills, Redzuan. Pardon me for the dated picture but he still looks good. A master in FIFA, he's the brother with the tips whether it be in FIFA or in life. Once called me a hobo for picking me up in the middle of nowhere. I promise you, it was <i>literally </i>in the middle of no where! Blame RapidKL for not following its prescribed route.<br />
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This is the whole lecture hall with our Physics lecturer Prof Hj Ahmad, who reminds me of Dad. It's been a while since I've met these people. Heck, the last time I've met them was the final time I met them when I said my good byes and signed my resignation forms. It was a forlorn moment as I knew meeting these people again would be next to impossible. Even if we had our misunderstandings, we got back together closer than before. These wonderful people have already received their results last week. I pray that the future is bright for them, and I'm certain it is paved with success, especially for the likes of the front row usual, Mas, TJ, the boys and all the other students in this picture. Even though I didn't had the chance to get to know all these people long, I knew these people are close together, like a huge family with a colorful background. I had the opportunity to be deskmates (?) with Johan, awesome genius that bloke. There's also Suraya whom I knew because she's always at the front end of the hall, where Johan and I sat especially during Chemistry. Not forgetting the Class Reps, we have Izzat from A1, then former Class Rep of A2, umm, me, then there's A3 whom I haven't recognized. From what I've heard A3 doesn't have any singular Rep, as they have each for every subject. Might be the case, if not plausible. Then there's the most approachable leader in the hall, representing A4 is Najib Khaidir. His remarkable leadership skill is most likely because he shares the name with the Prime Minister, or because he's a natural leader. Most likely the latter. A5 is represented by Dan, which I usually chat on our PSN accounts.<br />
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From left: Front row: Zahid, Din, Ikhwan, TJ, Fydo, Acap, Paeh</div>
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A few weeks left before I head off to UiTM Lendu, I would just like to thank all of the people who was there by my side. Hope we will meet each other again in the future.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Pictures credit in order to Rifqi Ghazali, Khans, Mag and Farah Asyiqin.</span></div>
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Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-71148641676821334762014-05-09T16:18:00.000+08:002014-05-09T16:18:47.419+08:00A Glimpse of the Future<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Every time you drive your car, how often do you ponder on
the small things that work in unison to drive you and your vehicle forwards?
It’s the oily bits, the engine and the lot under the hood that’s doing all the
mojo, which can be quite complicated for the uninitiated, but you don’t need a
college degree to know it runs on petrol, or diesel if you drive a truck or
lorry. Those who drive on a daily basis should know that it isn’t cheap filling
up your tank with petrol, and with the increase of petrol prices and the high
cost of living nowadays, it is imperative that an alternative, cheaper if
possible, source of energy is needed, and that in itself is the conundrum that
I personally think we are facing in the current status quo. A sustainable,
relatively cheaper energy source to run our vehicles so that we won’t empty our
pockets simply to ferry ourselves to work.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Japanese automobile industries, namely Toyota, have
taken a step forward in reducing the consumption of fuel in our everyday
commute by introducing the hybrid technology in 1997 with the zippy family car,
the Prius. After several improvements to the hybrid drivetrain over the years,
the Prius is the most popular family hybrid sedan, in the world, though it has
received so much resent from the petrolhead community for much unknown reasons.
Other popular hybrids on our roads today are the likes of the Honda Insight,
the famous sports hybrid Honda CR-Z, Jazz hybrids, Civic hybrids, a range of
high end Audis mainly A5 onwards, a few BMWs with the ActiveHybrid badge.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Hybrids work by coupling an electric motor with a normal car
engine to work hand in hand. At low speeds normally around 30kph, the internal
combustion engine shuts down completely and the car cruises, or rather crawls
around by the power of electricity. A battery feeds energy to an electric motor
that spins the wheels, thus saving fuel and in turn, saving money! Another
advantage is, during acceleration from a stop, where a normal combustion engine
would guzzle a lot of fuel to get things going building up torque as the gear
rises, the hybrid would start to drive forward using the electric motor with
instantaneous torque, and when the car is at a suitable driving speed, the
combustion engine kicks in taking over the drivetrain. A combustion engine
takes in so much fuel during start-stop traffic like those in urban areas such
as Kuala Lumpur that it severely reduces fuel economy. Plus, to add to the
reduced fuel economy, start-stop traffic is highly strenuous to the parts of
the engine.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">So, why don’t we just switch off the combustion engine and
just run on electricity? We could, and that could ultimately save a lot of our
petrol cash, right? Well, sort of, because there’s a catch, it doesn’t last
long. A typical hybrid could last around 30km to 40km per charge before the
batteries dry out and the combustion engine takes over while charging them. A
sub 40km range is sufficient for urban driving and it saves considerable amount
of petrol cash, and it gives off less fumes too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I’ve learned that short drives and cold starts are a factor
of fast degradation in engine performance. Believe it or not, a 30km drive on
the freeway is more economical and easy on the engine compared to a 5km journey
to your office. I’ve done a small survey out of ten people around my area on
the ranges they drive daily and the number of cold starts. Cold starts are when
you first start your engine in the morning and drive without warming up the
engine first. Six out of ten reportedly
drove below than 10km every morning simply to buy groceries, breakfast or
simply sending their children to school. A short drive is very harmful to the
internals of your car. Fuel economy would be the least of your concerns. Plus,
have you ever had the thought of 1.5 tons of steel just carrying one person
around? Doesn’t it sound like a waste of petrol, especially when one travels
short distances just for relatively trivial errands?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Some readers might have already realized a few paragraphs
earlier that the hybrid technology isn’t the silver bullet in reducing your
petrol expenditure by much, but it might save relatively a lot for those short
range drivers. So, what could be the next step to solve all these problems of
trying to curb fuel expenditure and such?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">It’s closer to you than you think, it’s coursing through
your room, powering up all your devices. Yes, it’s electricity. Welcome
everyone, to the future. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“But Syazwan, I
thought you said electricity wasn’t reliable?”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Yes, I agree but to some extent. An electric car works
almost similar to a hybrid; just without the petrol engine and it has a larger
battery for more juice. There are a few prominent electric vehicle companies
around the globe. The most prominent would be Tesla Motors. We have the Nissan
Leaf on our shores, and the Mitsubishi i-MiEV. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“How much would one of
these set me back?”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Uhm, right, it’s around above RM100,000. Without insurance.
Yes, it might sound ludicrous but if you consider it as a long time investment,
it suddenly doesn’t sound so absurd. Consider this, charging up a flat battery
to full, which gives you a maximum range of approximately 150km, costs you
about RM3.50. A conventional petrol car, say a Golf GTi, needs around 12 litres
of petrol to do 150km, and that costs around RM25 per fill at the current price.
Imagine doing that for a year, how much you would save if you often travel
around town and back. Let’s say, you charge it up every night, so RM3.50 x 30
x12 which gets you a yearly cost of RM1260. In comparison, you would fill your
car, let’s say around 3 times a week. That would be RM25 x 3 x 4 x 12. Your
yearly fuel consumption would be RM3600. You wouldn’t save much but it shows
promise that you could cut costs. Plus, because it doesn’t have an engine, it
has less moving parts, and your yearly maintenance costs are reduced. No cylinders,
no filters, no pumps, not tailpipes, no exhaust fumes. You only need to change
the brake fluids and the tyres. Road tax is charged by the lowest price
possible, which is a frugal RM10, and the insurance is priced based on a 660cc
engine. See, so there’s still some compromise between buying an electric car
and a conventional petrol car.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Let’s be realistic here, electric vehicles generally aren’t
the most eye catching car on the roads, though the Tesla Model S looks very
futuristic. It isn’t the most reliable vehicle for long distance driving. It
isn’t as big as the other hatches. So, you might be wondering what might
justify even a thought to buy one of these oversized golf carts.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In the future, technology would surpass all these cars we
see now. Man will find more efficient ways to utilize energy, but before we
reach that stage, this is the first leap into the future. We are the pioneers
of the future automotive technology. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In the distant future, I am certain this EV tech could be
perfected. You might not be saving much, but you’re actually saving much more. You are
saving Mother Earth. But what’s more important is, when you buy an electric
vehicle, you also buy a promise. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">A promise that even when there’s no other
option, when the fuel sources are too expensive, too hard to find, the electric
vehicles does at least show us cars will live on in our lives.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-81198337777146898202014-04-30T01:27:00.001+08:002014-04-30T01:27:59.051+08:00Start of A New Chapter<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">After a while doing
nothing and basically floating around lifeless while my peers finish up the
foundations and A-Levels, I was accepted for an interview for the Faculty of
Communication and Media Studies, or the more popular term for it would be
Masscomm. A diploma course for Masscomm. Finally, a step into the right direction.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Masscomm is notorious
for its interview sessions and I am sure many would take their time searching
for sources online for tips and tricks for the interview. Well here I am about
to share with you readers my experience on the hot seats. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">I received a
notification text from UiTM stating to check their online portal 5 days prior
the interview, and my preparation began. I scoured the world wide web for two
things, interview tips, and previous Masscomm interviews (</span><a href="http://budaxxperasangoergus.blogspot.com/2013/10/soalan-soalan-temuduga-masscomm.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Here</span></a><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">, </span><a href="http://aboutjonny.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-do-you-know-about-masscomm.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">here</span></a><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">, </span><a href="http://lilycorestory.blogspot.com/2012/04/interview-mass-comm-di-uitm-melaka.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">here</span></a><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"> and </span><a href="http://toiletpumps.blogspot.com/2012/07/tips-nak-berjaya-interview-masscomm.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">here</span></a><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">) and there I've learned a plethora of invaluable
lessons.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">You might have already
noticed that the interview consists of two parts. The first one is the written
test while the second, spoken.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">The written test
is <b>very very important</b>. Why? You'll know soon enough. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Now, the written test is
only <b>30 minutes </b>and you'll have to answer <b>3(three)
questions </b>at about <b>200 words</b>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">The questions are:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">1.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt;">
</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Write what you know
about Masscomm<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Why did you choose this
program <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">What will you contribute
to this program after you are accepted<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">I'm quite certain no one
can crack up a 200+word quality essay in 30 minutes, so prepare a draft that
you will follow for the written test. Write a few days before you face the exam
and <u>get familiar with the points you would like to present</u>, <u>keep
your handwriting tidy</u> and in the essay, it is imperative to <b><u>sell
yourself</u></b>. Show them why they should choose you. Make a powerful
impression on the paper.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">For instance, this is my
draft but it isn't exactly the same to the one I wrote on paper.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <i>The
Faculty of Communication and Media Studies of UiTM is one of the best gateways
to enter the media industry such as journalism, public relations, broadcasting,
and advertising. After careful analysis, I discovered that this course intends
to groom the students in order to succeed in their respective fields in the
media industry to achieve a global standard. </i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">I see this course as a
stepping stone for my success. I am aiming to become an editor for a magazine.
This is mainly because I am enthusiastic in writing articles that I am
passionate about. For instance, I am really into cars, thus I would spend an
entire evening cracking the thinking cap looking for issues to address
regarding the automotive industry. Plus, I had the privilege to be the head of
journalism back then in my school, which is The Malay College. I paraphrase one
of my English teacher’s quote that she said I wrote too many articles for my
school’s magazine and weekly flyers that editing might be my raison d’etre in
my school. </span></i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">
I am planning to contribute to the society with a few ways in mind. One of
which sees me writing articles on awareness of current issues mainly on
environment, but I am confident to say that I may become a journalist in a
press first before moving on to my personal company or similar.</span></i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">After 30 minutes has
passed, hand in your paper to the invigilators, most likely two persons, and if
you haven't realized yet, they will be the panel of interviewers for the next
session so always show good manners at all times.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">On to the spoken test.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Before you are summoned
to the interview room, get your documents ready, get yourself ready. If you
need to go to the lavatory, do so now! There will not be a chance to visit the
loos when you're interviewed in the freezing temperatures.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">You might've noticed
they'd given you a list with your names with numbers before the written test.
That isn't the order you will be called for the interview. You will be called
randomly by the sequence of the papers you have submitted a few minutes ago,
and <b>they will read it before calling you in</b>.<b> </b>That's why
I told you the written test is important. The invigilators will analyse you
before even meeting you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">When you are called
in, <u>mute your phone or just switch it off</u>, knock on the door and
wait till they say "Come in" or so, offer salam if you're Muslim or
greetings if you're non-Muslim, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p>~~~</o:p></div>
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<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
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My first major interview session in my life went as the following, butterflies in my stomach ensues:</div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">Interviewer : Have a seat, umm, Syazwan right?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> Syazwan Bahri : Yes, that would be me. Thank you sir. Here are my documents and I’ve brought along my certificates.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Four years of interviewing, after around 500 candidates, this is the first time interviewed someone from The Malay College. So, you walk into here bringing high expectations from us.</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Yes sir.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : This course, if you are accepted, isn’t conducted here but in UiTM Melaka. Did you know that?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Yes, I am informed, sir.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Okay. Have you done your homework?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Homework, sir?</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Yes, homework? Have you read anything, or done anything to prepare yourself?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Yes sir. I have done a lot of reading the past few months.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Okay good. Let’s start. Introduce yourself.</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Before that I would like to thank both of you sirs for giving me the opportunity introduce myself. My name is Muhamad Syazwan Bin Shamsul Bahri. As you know I had my education at The Malay College. I've done Foundation in Science at UiTM Puncak Alam before this but didn't manage to finish it. My father is a lecturer at UMT and my mother is a housewife. I am the eldest of four siblings, that’s including me.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Your father’s a lecturer? From what faculty is he?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : He’s a lecturer from the Faculty of Food Sciences.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : I see. Why didn’t you follow his footsteps, to be a scientist?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Well as you remember, I’d attempted once before but I failed a paper even after struggling with said subject. I thought it wasn’t my cup of tea.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : What subject?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : It’s Chemistry. It has been my weakest link since SPM.</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Oh, so that means you’re not a science people lah. <i>Kalau orang Kelate sebut “buke oghe sains ah dok?”</i></span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : [chuckles] <i>Haa betul lah tu.</i></span><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal">
[At this point I could sense the air was no longer tense,
maybe because the interviewers are taking this easy, or my breakfast has
finally settled down with the butterflies deep inside. Either way, this session
is starting to go my side, or so I think it is]<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">IV : So, why are you interested in Masscomm?</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Well, I’m really interested in this course. It’s because I’m interested in writing. In my free time at home I always read magazines and books. I’m thinking of becoming an editor, specifically for the Top Gear magazine. I'm really enthusiastic in cars, especially the motorsport sector. Back in my school I wrote a lot of articles and stories for the school magazine. Plus I have skills in communication. I was the Exco of External Affairs back in MCKK and was often the Master of Ceremonies during events. So I thought that I could further develop my skills here.</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> IV : What did your parents say when you told them you were going to take Masscomm?</span><span style="color: #990000;"><br /> SB : At first they were silent. I knew they wanted me to pursue a professional course but after a while of thought, they approached me and said “<i>Abang</i>, whatever floats your boat. We will always support you.”</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> IV : Being an MCKK student, you always get visits from the ministries. Is that right?</span><span style="color: #990000;"><br /> SB : At times from the Sultan too, yes.</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> IV : Interesting. So can you name me the Sultan of Perak?</span><span style="color: #990000;"><br /> SB : Sultan Azlan Shah.</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> IV : That’s right. It was easy. <i>Kalau belajar kat Perak tak tahu nama Sultan, susah ye dok?</i> So, can you name me the Minister of Education?</span><div class="MsoNormal">
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[The moment I heard the word ‘minister’, my brain instantly
had a nervous reflex, heartbeat started to race again. I knew I was going to
fumble somewhere, and it didn't took long]<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;">SB : Sultan Muhyiddin Yassin.</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> IV : Sultan? You mean Tan Sri Muhyiddin?</span><span style="color: #990000;"><br /> SB : Oh yes! Sorry, I meant Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin.</span><br /><div class="MsoNormal">
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[A quick deep breath calmed me down, now regained composure,
but it certainly didn’t help me for the next question] <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">IV : Who’s the second Minister of Education?</span><div class="MsoNormal">
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[I knew I was screwed, but I kept focused and remained calm.
I can imagine there was hundreds of tiny me inside my head scouring for folders
for names of the ministers that I may have come across while doing my research]<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;">SB : [Calmly]Is it Rosland Hussein?</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : No it’s Idris Jusoh.</span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Oh, my bad*.</span><br /><div class="MsoNormal">
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[Later, I discovered that Tn Hj. Rosland Hussein was the
Director for Bahagian Pengurusan Sekolah Berasrama Penuh dan Sekolah
Kecermelangan(BPSBPSK), and I picked up his name on my certificate from my Malay
College Youth Development Summit ’12. *<i>Note:
Apologize professionally and not like me. That’s wrong; you should say
something like “Pardon me” or “My mistake”</i>]<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">IV : You said you have interest in writing. Have you written anything?</span><br /><div class="MsoNormal">
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<span lang="EN-GB">[I’ve been
wondering when to whip out the ace in the deck; the opportunity presented
itself during a pivotal moment]<br /><br /><span style="color: #990000;"> SB : I’ve done a few articles but sadly it’s in my blog, but I bought along my school magazine in the year I was involved with. Would you like to see it?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">[I proudly
took out the magazine from my bag and walked around the table and gave it to
them. They might’ve realized my hands were slightly trembling, might be from
the intense anticipation, or I was nervous]<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">IV : Wow, it’s very nice. Very beautiful. </span><div>
<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Thank you sir.</span><br /><div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-GB">[Trying
hard not to blush, nor to <i>kembang hidung</i>.
While the first interviewer was busy flipping pages marvelling at the
masterpiece, his partner who was busy checking my certificates and documents
earlier on stepped in]<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">IV#2 : You said you were involved in that. Explain.</span><div>
<span style="color: #990000;">SB : As you can see, I was the Head of Journalism. I was in charge of the articles, the event reports, proofreading, and grammar checks.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Who made this concept? Did the teacher design this?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : No. In all honesty it’s all the students’ effort. Everything! From designing to financing.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Seeing all this, I wouldn’t hesitate to accept you as one of my student because I’m from publishing, and you said you had interest. [Pauses for a while] How do you b interact with noisy people, or other people in that sense?</span><div class="MsoNormal">
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<span lang="EN-GB">[Deep
inside I knew that I despised rowdy rough people who didn’t understand the
concept of being mannerly]<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;">SB : Some say that I’m an extrovert. I interact well with people. Back in the days at my school, there were a few groups of students. They were all good company but some were a bit loud but I can mingle with all of them. I don’t mind interacting with any of them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : That’s good, because there’s a problem. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Problem, sir?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : I think your standards are higher. We accept students even with parents with very low salaries like farmers because that’s our responsibility to expand the potential of those who can’t afford. I’m afraid that you can’t mix with these types of people.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : I’m confident I can mix well. I had close friends whose parents were fishmongers, but that was relatively okay, because a few of my close friends were orphans.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"> IV#2 : I have to warn you,<i> budak-budak Masscomm havoc sikit.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : <i>Lecturer pun havoc jugak.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : It’s okay. It’s an experience I’m willing to go through.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Well, I think that’s all for this interview. Is there any questions?</span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Actually yes. Is there anything of my interview that concerns you sirs?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : No, nothing. Just we are only concerned about you. If you are accepted I hope you can cope with the students there.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : InshaAllah, I’m sure I can.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> IV : Well hope to see you in Malacca.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"> SB : Hope so. Thank you. Salam.</span><div class="MsoNormal">
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<span lang="EN-GB">As I walked out of them room, with the magazine and documents still in hand, I felt confident but still worried. They thought I was 'overqualified', but let God decide whether it's best for me or not. I pray it's the former. </span>I managed to make some new friends too. Nevertheless, the best part after the interview was getting a huge burden off your shoulders.</div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rH7K3ghx1w/U1_PfM5zxII/AAAAAAAABgc/7mmMLEkdNxk/s1600/20140419_183444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rH7K3ghx1w/U1_PfM5zxII/AAAAAAAABgc/7mmMLEkdNxk/s1600/20140419_183444.jpg" height="300" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Quite a good place to stay this. Just beside UiTM Dungun cmapus</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LboFnFlSCcY/U1_PhtEDj7I/AAAAAAAABgs/reKl-F2KXFQ/s1600/20140420_115834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LboFnFlSCcY/U1_PhtEDj7I/AAAAAAAABgs/reKl-F2KXFQ/s1600/20140420_115834.jpg" height="300" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The exterior of the hotel. The campus on the left.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Post-interview beach walk.</td></tr>
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Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-35944004555548826352014-02-23T22:33:00.000+08:002014-02-23T22:33:27.063+08:00Never a Case UnsolvedI was never much of a television series fan, except for Top Gear, because of the segmented storylines and inside jokes. Yes, I know, that is what makes a television series feel special and unique, but what if you missed a chunk of the earlier episodes and you picked up inn the middle of a season? That's the only reason that kept me away from any television series, until now.<br />
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This one is special, unique. Most of the elements are in place. The characters are faithfully recreated and not even the most minor characters are left out.Speaking of characters, the brilliant detective is played by British sweetheart Benedict Cumberbatch, and his loyal partner Dr John Watson is portrayed by Martin Freeman.</div>
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One thing I really like about this series, as to Top Gear, is their witty British humour. I promise you, you can never find Brit humour boring. The series is in its third season now since it's conception is 2008. Yes, I'm quite late writing this review of some kind. </div>
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As an end note, I highly suggest you catch up on the series. For those in Malaysia, tune into AXN this 27th of February for the premiere of the much anticipated Season 3. Trust me, you'll love it.</div>
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<br />Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-65360067360624928892014-02-11T09:50:00.000+08:002014-02-11T10:06:14.609+08:00A Shift in Paradigm <div dir="ltr">
After a while away from the dusty recesses of my Blogosphere, I've decided to jump back into the cradle. It raises the question, "Why return back? What reignited the spark?". It's been quite the roller coaster ride since my last post. Many events have happened. Lots have changed. If I were to list down what had happened and what had changed in the past few months, it would span a few pages and it would stretch this entire page like mozzarella cheese on an Italian cheeses pizza special. Either way, this would be a long one, so I beg you, bear with me for a moment. </div>
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I'd love to sum everything up, but that would just defeat the entire purpose of writing this post, wouldn't it? Besides, sharing you what happened is way more wholesome than simply condensing the story. </div>
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Well, where should I start? Ah! Regarding my last post before this post (see post below), I kindly ask you to disregard it, please. It's quite a long story, but to entertain the curious minds, I'll tell you the shorter version of what happened. Getting used to PALAM life was tough, studying Science for a foundation course. I've tried my best, and unfortunately, it got the best of me. It's a legit reason to be devastated as I've been through some hard times after my dismissal. I never thought the course wouldn't be perfect for me. I never got the grasp of Chemistry and I've just realized that I've been memorizing almost everything since SPM. Nevertheless, every dark cloud has a silver lining.</div>
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I have discovered what I love to do. Writing. It doesn't matter either writing random rants or serious issues. I just love to write articles for anyone to read. You see, I spent most the final year in Koleq writing journals and articles, and I never regret those lost time massing all those words. I didn't mind spending countless hours in the editorial room doing all these tasks, simply because I enjoy what I was doing. The final product was the very definition euphoria. The inexplicable feeling when you've finished you last words of the story. It's just surreal. It feels as if I'm compiling a story that would happen only once in this celestial universe, and if you look at it that way, it's more than just compiling words. Moreover, those who know me tends to relate me with my endless babble of stories that amuse both the teller and the listener. To me, telling a story is a heart-to-heart kind of feeling. I try to put you readers, and listeners, in my position and attempt to make you experience my story as if it was unfolding before your very eyes. It's special. It's fun.</div>
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And you know what? That's not the end of my passionate past times. This is already clear to most of my peers. I'll reiterate, making this crystal clear, I am really passionate about automobiles, chiefly cars. Why, you ask? It's actually a childhood thing, revived. I used to like cars a long time ago, when the clutch and petrol prices never made any sense to me. Now, it's a more detailed experience with a more intimate knowledge towards the systems, the driver aids, the performance of each vehicle. I would kindly ask you not to mistake me as an angry yob blasting their fart cannons driving all recklessly around town. I'd like to think myself as the pacifist of the roads. But show me a proper race track, mostly go kart, and I'll happily demonstrate that driving is more than just the pedals and the steering wheel. It's way more than the arduous twists and turns on the track, more than the speed, more than anything. It's closer than than you think. It's about understanding the machine, as the machine would understand you requests. My daddy always tells me, always treat the car as an extension of yourself. It's complex at first, but I grasped the gist of it. Even though I might be a hardcore care enthusiast, I am not the best of drivers. </div>
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This blog of mine, it has been here since 2008, if I'm not mistaken. It holds many interesting personalities of Syazwan Bahri over the past. But I personally think it's time for an overhaul. Perhaps a change of background would be welcomed, and maybe a swap of colour palette. And that blog title, needs a touch of literary improvement. What say you? </div>
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So, we return to the main conundrum, why my return after being a recluse? The answer is, simply a welcoming whisper where my heart truly belongs. Expect me to write a lot more now and then. </div>
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<i>Thanks for your time</i></div>
Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-78342404794381360592013-06-29T02:47:00.002+08:002013-06-29T02:47:34.883+08:00Lost in the MistIt's been a hectic week. Where was I? Oh, I'm already in higher education. Universiti Teknologi MARA. That's the full name for UiTM. Fast forward a few weeks, and bam, we're in classes and lectures. Surprisingly, or rather not surprisingly, I was appointed as the Class Representative. Way to go, I thought leaving Form 5 would give me some room to breathe. I was wrong.<br />
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After three weeks living here, we're starting to get the hang of the pace here. It's just fine. Unless we've been given a crudload of assignments to be done. Basically assignments are just a fancy name for homework.<br />
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So, typing this at 2 AM, fueled by a cup of Milo and an empty stomach, I tend to forget what was the main point I'm typing all this. Maybe the stress has gotten to me or I'm just really tired. I hope it's the latter. I'll muster some strength to type out another one later one. Till then<br />
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<br />Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-38775573279327519812013-02-26T01:27:00.002+08:002013-02-26T01:27:42.032+08:00A Silent TributeHave you ever wondered what's it's been, lying on your deathbed, staring into nothingness. Have you ever wondered what would it feel like having your last breath, knowing that you're never going to meet your loved ones again? We would never have the chance to tell the tale.<br />
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He was once a teacher, infamous of his never-ending stories, conspicuous glare and puns not more entertaining than watching nails rust in the middle of winter. His tale was but of a sad one. In the eyes of students, he was a bane, but in the eyes of some, he was a hero, a father figure. We never thought his puns, lame jokes, or petty insults were just a futile attempt to entertain and liven up the mundane air of the class. We never thought he maybe confiscating phone just to feed his family. We never put it that way. As time goes by, we grow older, so does the gift of God, the brain. But we forget Nature's most fundamental law, everything around us grows as well. Our pets, our brothers, our sisters, our teacher and our parents. It may seem a delusional nightmare but it's the cold truth. He is now a memory to be remembered and cherished by those around him. May Allah place you in those who held in their Iman. Al-Fatihah to the late Cikgu Zamri, a name that we forever would remember.<br />
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<i> </i>Insha Allah, his soul be in peace and his sins forgiven. As for us, for as long as we take our breath, remember that Death does not wait for anyone. Allah is Great.<br />
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<i>Time disintegrates, no exception</i>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-83320814780377094572013-01-23T00:08:00.001+08:002013-01-23T00:08:44.635+08:00A Bad HabitIt's has been a really long time since I've <strike>tweeted</strike>, umm, sorry, blogged anything sensitive. Well, tonight comes to a topic that has long been roaming inside my mind. It's about hating. Ironically, I'm a big hater for haters, but to put it into a more appropriate terms, I disapprove of haters. We'll dissect into that in just a moment.<br />
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After years spent with the 9Gag community, my friends and society, I've come to learn that they purely hate stuff like Twilight, Bieber, 1D, Kpop, and all those stuff we learn to hate about. Being in a remote and calm environment, breathing fresh breeze of the vast ocean, I've notice that hate is the spawn of Satan in your heart. It might not be clear to some, but it's the truth.<br />
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I won't lie to you, a few days ago I was a strong hater of one of the group stated above. I know that Twilight is cheesy and Bella's face is quite emotionless, but that does not give you the right to hate it with all your heart. I don't see the relevance in hating it so much. We could channel the immense hatred onto the Zionist perhaps, but hating some romantic teenage movie isn't more profitable than staring a melting ice cube. Hating is just one way of Satan playing with your heart. And every time you hate something or someone, you'll be adding sins to your petty soul.<br />
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All this words up there could be confusing to non-readers, what I'm trying to sincerely convey is, please don't hate each other and respect other people's taste. It's their decision, their taste, their preferences. And as a mature person, you should respect their decision no matter how 'gay' it is.<br />
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<i>'Till then</i>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-14847214783615303662013-01-19T23:43:00.003+08:002013-01-19T23:43:55.314+08:00The Maiden of The Far EastToday marks a special day for all of us, especially one of my friend all across the South China Sea. Yes, I'm looking at you Sabah. Well, this post was not conceived under high doses of budu nor belacan, but it was purely conceived as a tribute to one of the most thoughtful friend I could've ever asked for.<br />
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That's my friend and yes, that is her real name, and the smiley has to do something with it. Although I do not remember how I knew her in the first place, she always has been helping me a lot with my deeper problems. She seems to be calm even in the most dire situations. She said I'm always acting funny and being so awkward. Well, again, I am not really comfortable around girls. Hehs, me just being me, lacking confidence. She's more mentally matured then she looks trust me. She taught me tons of stuff in my times. That wasn't an exaggeration but yeah, that much.Oh yeah, she's from Tunku Kurshiah College, and no, she's not available. Seriously, I'm not kidding.<div>
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Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-19017866066709901502013-01-19T13:55:00.002+08:002013-01-19T13:55:51.032+08:00Stuck In The Realm of Growth<div style="text-align: justify;">
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It was quite a rough journey to this post. The moments faced together as I prepped myself for my final face-off with against the SPM examinations. It was a memorable moment with my buddies. Forgive me for not having many pictures on this paragraph as I didn't have much time during the exam week itself. </div>
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Then, I've witnessed my migration from the West Coast to the East Coast. That was a far move from my old home. So then I was busy with the moving. I will not rant much about this here.<div>
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Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-53592607145873323612012-08-26T10:47:00.003+08:002012-08-26T11:02:23.342+08:00From Daddy With Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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First impressions were speechless. Sound was purely balanced. At first use, it wasn't clear of what it brought. But, after around 2 days, the quality improved drastically.<br />
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I can assure you the IEMs are top quality for its price. To my ears, it created a really surreal 3D soundstage. And that was with the provided silicon earbuds. It provided good seal and noise isolation. Quite a good seal as it was comfortable. The seal also provided the buds with a nice airtight seal to produce that realistic-rather-than-booming bass qualities. Speaking of bass, it did provide me with a clear and more real thump rather than warm bass. On the other hand, it did not sacrifice any of the treble for the bass. In other words, the highs sound clear and crisp, while the bass gives great padding to the highs, and not forgetting the mids were surely balanced and alive.<br />
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During the review session, I decided to try out the Comply Foam Tips. It is cited that it is the holy grail of the earbuds. You should check their website, just Google Comply Foam Tips up. Surprisingly, it improved the sound quality tenfolds. And as a plus, it is so damn comfortable, after an hour with those stuck in my ears, I barely noticed it there. Squeeze it and insert, it will expand and follows the contour of the ear canals. With it being as foam, one must put alot of care into those tips.<br />
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After a year, the pair went unbalanced. The left one going quieter than the right. Hmm, not sure why. But, I used it normally. A few months passed, and the left one gave away. I was pissed that moment. </div>
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Not long after, the other followed suit. Argh, that was the last straw. So, I decided to move on to a better pair. After reading a few reviews, I tried to eye on the UE 500. A few review later then I stumbled upon the UE 600. I was intrigued by it's system. Traditional IEMs utilizes dynamic drivers where as the 600 takes advantage of top-firing armatures producing clear sound, and great 3D soundstage. </div>
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Now, the price wasn't that of a problem. </div>
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So, in a few months, expect me to have another review on the Logitech Ultimate Ear 600vi dedicated to a fellow friend Yasmin Sofea. Yes, the 'vi' is important in order to have a handsfree call with my other half. </div>
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<i>Till then, stay put! </i></div>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-2579006785293545742012-04-30T23:41:00.000+08:002012-05-01T00:01:01.847+08:00We All Have What We Want<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So, Rifqi, having a wishlist doesn't determine whether you're a girl or a boy okay. Now, back to the topic then. Well, there are certain things I would love to have this year. Nothing much but, it is just awesome. It's just what I want, to feel great and happy for the upcoming crud storm I'm about to face<br />
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<li>Official Sony Playstation 7.1 Surround Sound Bluetooth Headset</li>
<li>HTC One X</li>
<li>Gunnar Paralex Gaming Optics</li>
<li>M4 Tokyo Marui Airsoft </li>
<li>M200 CheyTac Intervention</li>
<li>An 'OmniBlade' replica </li>
<li>Ability to Fus Ro Dah someone of a cliff</li>
<li>SPM 9A+</li>
<li>PS Vita with Uncharted: Golden Abyss</li>
<li>Uncharted: Drake's Fortune</li>
<li>Uncharted II: Among Thieves </li>
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And the list basically goes on. It's fun to have a wishlist, especially when it give you hope to look forward in life and gain more, and earn what you'd hankered for a long time. Hmm, what more can I want and have? Oh gosh, that sounds so 'childish'.</div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So, there you have it. All in its glory! And all I want, and love.</span></div>
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Forgive me Barrett M82. Somebody seemed to be more sexy than you. I can't stand it. I know I want you, I love you, I really want to feel you. But, I was seduced by another hottie.<br />
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Enter, CheyTac M200 Intervention! She's better than you M82. I know you tried your best, but, she performs better. I'm so sorry!<br />
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It's done, it's over. I love you M200! I know I want you, you know you want me! Let's be together, forever M200.<div>
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</div>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-36968032743005568532012-01-02T02:14:00.000+08:002012-01-02T02:14:17.778+08:00The Start of The MaelstromIt felt like yesterday that I started my 16th year life at school. Time really flies when you're having great time, worst or first it doesn't matter, time waits for no man. That's the harsh truth.<br /><br />But nothing is something if you don't take what it has to offer to you. The year Two Thousand Eleven had a lot in store for me, and I was a sucker for it. I learnt a lot of values and lessons along the way. I've gained many friends, and subsequently, I've gained foes too. And I can't stress more on what I experienced the last year.<br />
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Amongst all the confusion and hectic moments, God gave me a preview of one of His graciousness. He introduced me to a precious feeling called Love. Yes, this is what I lived on last year, to be honest. Let me share with you a story. It all started on February. Allah subtly introduced me to one of His humble creations. It was her. It was my first time in 16 years that I felt Love. I have to agree that it is a very, very powerful feeling. A force that shouldn't be reckoned with, I say. I felt so happy, so euphoric, so fly. I knew that, that moment was a moment to be cherished. Yes I did. My feelings for her were strong. I knew I wanted to be her best ever, the man for the woman. I tried my best. Unknowingly, I've changed into a better person in that period. Somewhere in the middle, we hit a bump. It broke me into pieces, and as a side product, I've grown stronger, and better. I lived a lone wolf life after that.<br />
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I prayed to God. And I wanted Him to answer. And alhamdulillah he did. So, when His Graciousness gave me a second chance, I took it with no second thought. I was very grateful and happy. You know, I loved her very much, more than I love myself. That's a cold fact. Yes, I enjoyed every moment of it. Until, an unfortunate turn of events trashed me. It was the end of us. God denied us. I believed He has something better for us. I have faith in that.<br />
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So, that's the end of the story. Even though it has nothing much interesting, it holds something precious for me. And before ending this, to whoever you are, I just want to say thank you, for giving me on of the best moments in my life. And I apologize for whatsoever deeds that I have done wrong. I hope you do forgive me. I wish you the best of luck for 2012 and the upcoming years.<br /><br />And whatever that waits for me this year, just know that, I'm being my best to become a better person. With that, I conclude.Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0Malaysia4.210484 101.975766-3.8701774999999996 91.868344 12.291145499999999 112.08318799999999tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-6264455354782270892011-12-23T23:21:00.000+08:002011-12-23T23:21:40.834+08:00Somewhere I Belong<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><i>When this began,</i></span></div>
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I had nothing to say,</div>
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And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me,</div>
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I was confused,</div>
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And I let it all out to find,</div>
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That I'm not the only person with these things in mind,</div>
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Inside of me,</div>
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But all that they can see the words revealed,</div>
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Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel,</div>
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Nothing to lose,</div>
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Just stuck, hollow and alone,</div>
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And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own,</div>
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I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real,</div>
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I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long,</div>
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Erase all the pain till it's gone,</div>
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I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real,</div>
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I wanna find something I've wanted all along,</div>
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Somewhere I belong,</div>
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And I've got nothing to say,</div>
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I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face,</div>
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I was confused,</div>
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Looking everywhere only to find,</div>
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That it's not the way I had imagined it all in my mind,</div>
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So what am I,</div>
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What do I have but negativity,</div>
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'Cause I can't justify the way, everyone is looking at me,</div>
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Nothing to lose,</div>
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Nothing to gain, hollow and alone,</div>
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And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own,</div>
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I will never know myself until I do this on my own,</div>
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And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed,</div>
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I will never be anything till I break away from me,</div>
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I will break away, I'll find myself today,</div>
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<i>I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm somewhere I belong,</i></div>
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<i>Somewhere I belong</i></div>
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</span>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-63412706782889665742011-12-13T13:26:00.001+08:002011-12-13T13:26:15.622+08:00The FarewellWhat does it feel like when I'm gone? What would happen to my friends back home? What, what would happen to me?<br />
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No, it's nothing. It all started when I was on my bed, wondering, what would happen if I migrate somewhere? Yes, I know this was a similar story before. I apologize about that old story, it wasn't my fault but it got cancelled by some reason. This time, it's more of a possibility. I can't really say if this is 100% true or what but if it is, I'm sorry. That's all I could say.<br /><br />
Just know that deep inside, I'm sad about this. I would never want to leave my friends behind.<br /><br />
Marshall Mathers once said<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Just know that I'm looking down on you smilin</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">g,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel my pain,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Just smile back</span></blockquote>
So smile and I'll smile back. And don't worry about me, I'll be fine<br />Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-400932179896605872011-12-06T11:29:00.001+08:002011-12-06T11:36:55.024+08:00Haters Gonna HateIt wasn't my fault. I don't mind. All I know was I did my bloody best, and then we had a mutual agreement. Nothing much. And now, you're hating me for what I did to her? Yeah, smart move. Okay, go ahead hate me all you want. Think whatever you want. She forgave me, dammit. I forgave her a long time ago. We're friends now. There's no meat between us so could you just please stop being the thorn stuck in my life. It hurts to know that some one hates you, you know. And I hate that. So, please? We didn't do wrong. I didn't do wrong.<br /><br />
<i>Up to you</i>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-27029121705450439762011-12-03T01:00:00.001+08:002011-12-03T01:10:50.423+08:00SSA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yeah, that's my next target. I'm joining that club, for real. It's my passion, my love. Shooting, yeah. And have you ever heard of the M82 Barrett? I'm sure I've posted one of those hotties here. Gotta love that lovely rifle.</div>
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<br />Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-80513725235054055122011-11-27T23:50:00.001+08:002011-11-28T22:19:20.864+08:00Battlefield!27th of November. The day started of with my daily Subuh prayer after mom woke me up. And then continued to sleep for a while. Then, mommy woke me up at 8 and got ready with myself and my spare clothes and got breakfast. Breakfast wasn't much as I was bloody anxious of the battlefield. Yeah, the battlefield.<br />
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And then I travelled to the Megat's residency. As I arrived I saw Khan Hamidy and Megat Nasir playing co-op on UC3. And yeah, it's been a quite long time since I've seen Khan. So, we were there waiting for Redzuan perhaps. After all has been set, we're good to go and we go! Mid journey, there was this douche, almost hit the front bumper and when we honked, he was pissed. WTF man?<br />
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Arriving at Mid Valley, we headed off to Galactic Laser, the place for the game. Well, we just hang around and Nasir dragged us up for a not-so-aerial view of the dark, gruesome playground. Lol, overness. And then we were waiting for Faiq, he was walking from KK. It took him long =P No offence yeah brother? After a rendezvous with him. We entered the place. Paid RM50 and got myself into my spare which is the Barca jersey and yeah Redzuan had the urge to 'melee' me in the warzone. Heck, it knew it was intense so I knew it was going to be wet. Not that kinda wet though.<br />
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From left: Nasir, Redzuan, Khan, Faiq</td></tr>
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Briefing was done and first round was a Free-For-All match and I was damned like shit. What? It was my first time right? First round goes like this, I was trying out the laser gun thingy a.k.a phaser, I guess. Seems nice as I'm used to guns and war, in games only mind you. I got the aiming part down. And I believed that reaction time had alot to do with my survival. First round starts! I ran up to corners hiding from sight, shooting people who were oblivious to my presence behind them. "Rapid Fire", the gun exclaimed, signifying I achieved a killstreak of three. And yes, it didn't last as long I as I expected but yeah I love it. And the best part in the first match was I get to pwn a camper! Yeah, effing camper! He was like "Damn you!" and I replied "Fucking camper!". And there were more. Next we check the scores and I was deemed 4th. Hey, that's not bad for a n00b is it? And we took our rest for a while.<br />
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Second round was a Team Deathmatch match. We were Red team. Feels like BF3! Entering the arena and we chose to cover one spot as it increased our chance of survival, and prevailing perhaps. And when the round started, we got off to a very sweet start. Yeah, no offence but those guys weren't much of a challenge this round as they intruded our territory one-by-one. We just shoot that's all. It all was good until they raided our position. We had to split and there was my, and our, downfall. I got cornered on the top floor, by a girl. Such humiliation. After the round ended, we were still the first team. Yeah, we own.<br />
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Third team was a Squad Deathmatch as we were divided into three teams. We were Blue and we were perfectly grouped, no other stranger were there. Again, we entered the warzone, chose our spot and then there were kids ruining our surprise factor. We were quite hidden from plain sight. No, we aren't ninjas, just we took cover. Match starts! And we dittoed the last match's strategy. We did quite well until there were campers on the top floor and chasers. FYI, chasing is forbidden. NOOBS! Nothing much to say about this round. Except that this was the WORST round out of the three.<br />
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All in all, Laser Tag was damn fun. Quite the addiction.</div>Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-49518233152305970732011-11-27T00:02:00.001+08:002011-11-27T00:11:33.411+08:00The New Addiction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Nothing new in life? Hell no! I got the best thing on Earth ever, since slice bread, no, even precise since Uncharted 2: Among Thieves. Here, the awesome masterpiece!</div>
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<br />Syazwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05800652160396466874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379967223436448707.post-37816553738821119972011-11-24T19:30:00.001+08:002011-11-24T19:46:06.473+08:00All Men Dream, But Not Equally<blockquote class="tr_bq">
<b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">"All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible. "</b></blockquote>
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Yes, it's undeniable that we all dream. But we are the 'night dreamers', we never stood up to our challenge. Yeah, it's a fact. So what's with all this? Well, it's the calm before the storm, the light before the darkness, the peace before the war. Yes, the examination, SPM, is less than a year for me, for 0812. And I solemnly swear that this will be the epic ending. And I will be that 'dreamers of the day'. I will bring the achievement to my self and my family. And I will stand among the standers. And I won't fall!<br />
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Thank you Nathan Drake for teaching me values I've never come to notice in this life. You are one of the awesome-est person I've ever knew.<br />
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