pelf-ism is contagious

Remember how a couple of years ago, after the STPM results were announced, a lot of complaints were filed and some were lucky to have their complaints highlighted in the media, which subsequently landed them in the “prestigious” universities, with courses that they only dreamt of doing?

You don’t? I do..

Every year, there were cases where top scorers from Sam Tet who were not offered a place in UM to do Medicine. I cannot recall exactly which year it was, but there was once where about 15 top scorers were denied a place in the local universities and all of them appeared in the papers, expressing their disappointment in the government, bla bla bla..

After a week or two, the same top scorers again appeared in the papers, but this time, they were busy thanking the government for allocating them places to do Medicine/Engineering in the public universities. These students also promised that they would do very well in the university, and that they would certainly serve the government upon graduation, bla bla bla..

But wait a minute. Do you see a different trend this year?

There’s a top student who is offered to do Medicine in USM Kubang Kerian, but she prefers to do it in UM because she cannot bear to leave her depressive Mum in KL. Another top scorer expressed her disappointment for not being offered a place in UM but in UKM instead to do Medicine. So do I have something to say to these 2 girls? Yes.

Look, there are a lot of people who could not even get into university. So if you have been offered a place to do your dream course, does it really matter at which university you do it?! If your ambition is to become a doctor, does it really matter whether you graduated from UM or UKM?! And if everybody wants to go to UM, we might as well merge ALL universities in Malaysia - then everybody will graduate from UM la, good idea or not?! If you were NOT offered a place in UM, it could probably mean that there are a lot of people who did better than you in STPM, or it could also mean that you did not fill up the application form as cleverly as other people did. Period. Now go pack your luggage and toiletries and stationery and get ready to register yourself at the university!

And then there’s this boy who obtained 3As and 1B who was disappointed for not being offered a place to do Medicine. My advice? Just pack your luggage and do Biotech at UMS instead. UMS is a big and nice university and they have their own jetty too!!

And then there’s this student whose CGPA was 2.7 and she was grumbling that she was not offered a place to do Microbiology and Biology-related courses but a friend of hers whose CGPA was 2.5 was offered a place to do Microbiology. My advice? Get on with life, my dear. Things do not, and will not, always go according to our plans. Nothing is fair anyway, just look at your own fingers, they are NOT of the same length, are they?!

*sigh*

I cleaned the fridge *yucks*

But I did it because I had to. I realized the freezer cover could not be shut tightly due to the thick layer of ice that had formed in the freezer and the ice had already begun to form outwards.

Just like any other sane person in the world, I did the right thing by pressing the DEFROST button. Wrong.

Apparently, the tray that is supposed to collect melted ice at the bottom of the fridge was missing. And all liquid dripped onto the floor and messed my kitchen up. Like Jason, I too have housemates who tend to leave things in the fridge and then forget about them.

Before they went home in April for their 3 months holiday, I requested that they clear whatever edible stuff in the kitchen because for all they know, those stuff would be expired by the time they return to KT in July. They nodded their heads and headed to the kitchen and I thought they really understood me. Wrong. What they did instead was to rearrange the food stuff in a nice way, the Milo together with Nescafe and Ipoh Old Town 3-in-1 white coffee. The bottles of unopened Pringles and Ribena were nicely arranged at one corner.

So, back to the fridge.

I had to clean the entire kitchen floor that smelled like vomit and there were a few times I almost puked on the floor. Can you imagine it? Thinking about it now scares me.

I was sooo stressed. I was sweating. I was cleaning the floor with a piece of cloth because I didn’t know how to operate the high-tech-mop. I cleaned the floor soo many times with Dettol I thought those Dettol sipped into my hands was enough to kill all the germs and bacteria in my entire body. Then I used the Apple-flavoured floor cleaner.

I am sure my kitchen is now germ-free.

Exactly a week, ago my ex-roommate from our Bachelor days came over to Terengganu. She and a couple of other friends had made arrangements to enjoy the sand and sun at Lang Tengah Island.

So we met for dinner in town, after which J and I went to a shop selling mobile phones. Apparently, one of J’s friends knows the boss of the shop, so he said he could get any phone from that shop for an additional RM50 discount or something. So we went to the shop. Plus the fact that there are not many choices in town, OK? Both in terms of shops selling mobile phones AND phone models, OK?

Anyway, I had the salesman retrieve the Samsung E530, E730 and another model I cannot remember from the display case. Maybe it did not catch my attention as much as the E530 and E730 did.

When I was busy trying to figure out by myself the differences between the 3 phones, I overheard the following:

“What time are you closing today?” J asked.

“Soon la. At about 9:30pm to 10pm. Wanna watch World Cup la. But boss said cannot close shop too early,” the salesman replied.

“Ouh? You wanna close shop and then go watch World Cup?”

“Of course! You don’t watch it?”

“Ehm.. Don’t really have time to follow all matches closely la. What’s the score now?”

“The last I saw, it was 1-0. Now, I’m not so sure.” He signalled to the other salesman to go to the back of the shop, where the TV was located, to check the current score.

And I was like, “Hello, can one minute pass by without anybody mentioning anything related to the World Cup?”

“Hhehe, no,” J said, smiling cunningly.

Speaking of which, Aunty Lilian also blogged about a similar situation. In fact, I read her post, which reminded me of my own encounter with people who have the word “World Cup” hanging sooo loosely by their mouths *winks*

Ouh, in case you are wondering, no, I did not get myself a new phone. But I left the shop with a clearer picture of what kind of phone I am looking for *smiles*