Of Liberation, Industrial Training and Kuching...

One might ponder at what the titled meant above. To me it’s just a way to divide points where I can write on what I feel like on the matter above. So let us start with the first word, liberation. Liberation according to the Microsoft Words dictionary are release, emancipation and the more sorts I do not care to type more. So I have been reading some Sarawak Sabah liberation whatever thingy blog in the webs. I am really passionate about this thing in like 2010 and early 2011 but then my passion seemed to be slowing down very dramatically. Early this morning somehow that little interest of mine got kicked up again. I got to read this fourknights blog where all the things that need to propagate Sarawak Sabah cession from Malaya is available there. But then, there were some issues also not for the faint of heart. So liberation is about the dreams and hopes cession of Sarawak Sabah from Malaysia.

But one thing lingers me for the longest time is, if Sarawak Sabah really do cede from the Federation of Malaysia, will the people be able to stand together as one in the new nation? What will happen from now on after the cession? Do we have enough resource to bring ourselves afloat in the absence of Malaya? Resource here in terms like the military, brain power and all that. In terms of military power, I doubt there is enough men from Sarawak to cover the whole of Sarawak even if the force is combined with officers stationed in Malaya. But hey, if there is will, there is a way right. On black and white, the actual physical cession would be impossible due to the restriction imposed in the 18/20 agreement that was agreed during the formation of the federation of Malaysia. I could not remember which of the point in order but I do remember the first and second point of the agreement. I certainly liked the idea of Sarawak Sabah cession from the Federation of Malaysia but in order to do that, I think the mentalities of the people here have to move like 100 steps forward then this little dream of cession can come true. And because of that, I have this senseless patriotism. I want to serve the land that I hailed on. I could never see myself serving in some other land while my land is not in a good shape. Whatever it is, I have set in this little mind of mine that I want to serve Sarawak and that is that. No questions asked. I even told this to my girlfriend. Like seriously.

 

Saying that I would only like to serve in the land that I hailed in, I see myself as someone who has this security issue. I am afraid of trying something out of the home land. But like I said, I have this senseless patriotism in me in regards to the land of Sarawak. I do not know why but I am looking forward to seeing a better Sarawak while I am in it. So yeah. Call me no vision man but here is where I am staying. I could consider living out of the homeland for a couple of years but I will surely come back and serve here. Lady Sarawak.

 

So next is the industrial training word on the title. The picture above has nothing to do with me at all. Some random ones I found on Google. So, 'industrial training' is not a word to be exact. It is more of a phrase, so I am currently doing my industrial training here in Pustaka Negeri Sarawak in Kuching. It has been a good one month plus now that I am here and I haven’t felt the good side of this training as from now. I am attached to the Public Relation and Marketing division so that automatically made me the PR guy of all things to come though it is not like that at all. I am the boring intern guy that sits all day, on Facebook and Twitter and all other stuffs from this not very legit wireless fidelity line that I am using right now. Hurh.

The place I am living right now located very far from where I am doing my training. I gave it roughly 35 kilometers. So that makes me driving about 70 kilometers daily. Really sucked when you live in Kuching. A quick 30 minutes plus commute can turn into one hours plus drive due to bad traffic jams that is really rampant on the streets of Kuching. So, that sucked a bit. I am rushing to get this industrial training done because I am almost in the state of not standing to it anymore. Oh well. Life goes on.

The last word is Kuching and like what I have said above, I am here living the so called life in Kuching. Well, not really living the life any way but life it is. Met lots of BMXers and I can say that I have this homies where I can ride my little bike with. I know most of the major motorways in Kuching and I suppose that is a good thing, because I use the roads daily in my way to and fro work.  Even my Kancil has become a fuel sipping little monster as she is. So I guess I am done here. A bit of update after a very long absence.

Ps- My girl and I have been together for a year now. So… Diana Bulan James got little shout out from your boy Adi Zechariah Along. Love you!

Goddamn rantings…

I am down with fever during the writing of this. Fever or worse, I don’t know. All I know is that I am feeling fucked up and shit. My head is not feeling right, my jaw is painful, breathlessness comes and go and all that. Plus, I got this fever like or flu like symptoms and shit. What the hell. My nose is runny and I ain’t feeling good about this.

This Saturday I got to go for this church meeting and I am very reluctant to go. Very very reluctant. I have grown bored of this being the nice guy that went to church for religious duties and all that. I want to be free. CUTES UPSI? Goddamn. One year is enough for me be of service to you. I think I am hanging my metaphorical boots in that organization. There are people better than me and I know that. Plus I got the feeling of being left out in that kind of thing. You see, people can mix together well if they got the same level of thinking. And I am clearly not in that same level thinking as them. I don’t know when, but I think I am quitting that shit. One year is enough for me of service to you guys. I cannot be hypocritical to my goddamn self.

And this semester is a bit light I think. Assignments given are not that heavy though the questions are heavy. Literature, short stories and poems, and we also will be organizing this English language camp sometime in February. I am not sure but February is the most accurate I can be. I am the master of ceremony and that is so freaky. I am not that good talking in the front though I can talk non-stop when I start talking. Now what the fuck is that suppose to mean?

I see that some of you are already making yourself blogs and shit. Good. I can have lots and lots of things I can read online. But these newly conceived blogs are annoying. Not all, some. With all the bullshit songs and whatever, I get annoyed. I mute my speakers when reading stuff like that. Whatever

And this is the result of me having fever and shit. I am not turning to the #supremeone to heal this ailment of mine. Time will heal me. Laughs there. I am not the person turning to medications also when having this sort of stuff. I believe that enough rest can make one feel better. Goddamn it.

So, this meeting this Saturday will be the last that I am going to involve myself in that kind of shit. And this semester is kind of light and newly conceived blogs are springing. That’s it.

2012...

Wow, it's 2012 and this will be my very first post for this year. I apologize for not updating this goddamn blog for quite a while now. I promise this year this year will be the same like the last where I write alot. And hopefully not slowing down. Like the last year.

A lot have been going on since I am on my hiatus from writing. The love and I have been together for 7 months now. Thank #supremeone for that. I really am. I am attached to her now. Very attached. #problem ex?

Why now, I actually got this goddamn quizzes tomorrow and I am here, writing this shitty post. Just wanting to spend some time in this once beloved blog.

Goddamn it. I shall see you whenever I see you.

Peace!