.. to read the news these days..
Flip open the papers and ALL you read about is the recent war-of-mouth among the respected leaders of the country. This, I believe, is NOT what we would like to read about especially now that we have just started sailing smoothly after the transition of powers. Those who should keep quiet continued to talk. Those who should keep talking continued to keep quiet *sigh*
Hop around the blogosphere and ALL you read about is the recent hoo-haa over which city is rude and which is not. It is sooo ironic that we, Malaysians, are being told off by somebody who uses the toilets for the disabled AND claimed that nothing was wrong with that. Enough is enough. Dissecting each of her sentences won’t do us any good. Might as well send more postcards *winks*
Switch on the TV and you hear about how parents would love to choose their baby’s gender. I was like, “Hello?! Why are we going against nature?!” What is wrong with the society these days? What is wrong with the adults that they would go to great lengths to choose the gender of their babies? When will they learn to love their offsprings regardless of whether they are boys, girls, healthy or not?! Thank God (and the government) that the bill to ban the selection of the babies’ gender is approved and is being drafted. Otherwise 20 years later we will find that we have more boys than girls, and more rape cases. By then, it would be too late..
Nothing much happened in the past few days, which explains the lack of real blog posts, as opposed to merely showing off some of the postcards I have recently received.
Oh, no. That wasn’t the complete truth.
I have been Postcrossing. Yeah, I have been writing postcards to strangers and to my utter surprise, I even met my sifu in the Postcrossing forum! The same sifu who was initially “against” tagging other postcrossers because according to her, it will “spoil the surprise” :)) But I guess she could not resist the temptation and did not want to lose out to me so she started tagging other postcrossers..
I have also been working on the new feeding experiment on the terrapin hatchlings. This time around, I am trying out a bag of turtle feed sponsored by Aquaria KLCC. Apparently, they bought the feed by bulk from the States, so they gave us a bag to try out and hopefully some statistically-significant information may be derived from the experiment. Otherwise I would have wasted my time.
I think I haven’t mentioned about the new faculty in KUSTEM, which brings the total to 4 faculties now. Not bad, for an institution that started off as a Marine Science branch of a “prestigious” local university. Anyway, the new faculty is named the “Faculty of Maritime Studies and Marine Science” - the ONLY faculty which consists of students from both the Science and Arts streams *scratches head* So I was shown a list of the total number of students offered to KUSTEM, according to the respective courses, but I could not be bothered about the other courses so I just scrolled down to Marine Biology. Apparently, a total of 81 offer letters had been sent out, 33 to males and 48 to females, so we shall see how many of them turn up on July 2nd.
And see.. I am running out of things to write about..
The weather in Kuala Terengganu has been pretty unpredictable lately. Is the same thing happening at YOUR place?
One of my younger cousins was so lucky he got selected to undergo National Service. And he and a couple of friends were taken to the Merang basecamp this morning. He arrived in the afternoon, was allowed to make only ONE phonecall, and he called me instead of his Mum. He probably figured out there was nothing his Mum could do, hence he decided to call this cousin sister instead.
The National Service basecamp was located in the vicinity of the Merang Suria Holiday Camp.
The compound was clean, and the dormitories looked OK from the outside.
The canteen looked OK too, nothing too extreme, except for this laughable notice put up to advice trainees to separate the utensils after using them.
And this was where they got their respective pillow case and bedsheet from.
We were not allowed into the dormitory, not even J. So we chit-chatted with the trainers for a while. Apparently, the basecamp can accommodate as many as 400 trainees but there are usually fewer trainees in the 3rd series because students who were selected but also offered a place to further their studies (either Form Six or college) could be exempted.
Meanwhile, I’ll just cross my fingers and toes and pray that nothing untoward would happen during his 3-month tenure there. It is very terrifying to learn that kids do get killed in National Service camps.
By the way, the above pictures were taken with my new gadget 
