i'm in uni waiting for my class to begin in an hour. sigh! summer school is so so la... i don't expect it to be a bed of roses, but that's the impression i'm getting form just this short while doing a business course. it really is so very relaxing. comparitively to the sciences, it is very much relaxed. as i type, i see dozens of students filing in to use the computer in the computer labs. alot of them are like me, taking the summer course and are just passing the time here, waiting for either their tutorials to finish, or are just too full for lunch.

uni life has been given so much hype. from the films we watch, it looks as if that the life on campus is the life to die for. it isn't as much fun as it may seem to be. the students potrayed on the tv seem to show a bunch of junkies that party everyday, when in truth, those that aim to get more than just a pass, reallyl have no time at all to do anything but study and do assignments and reports. it's really a slap in the face when i watch those hollywood flicks with students running around to great parties and flowing alcohol, and then make it to the dean's list! i mean like that just not possible. as smart as a person may be, it is just not possible.

i see people lugging their bags and laptops around, slouching over the weight of their heavy bags. yes, this is the reality of uni life. we really are not as "happy-go-lucky" as it may seem. those of us that try to party like our american counterparts, fail our subjects miserably! why the hell are they lying to us about the life that uni could be? i really wish i was living a movie. then i'd have endless cash flow, pass all my grades, and drive a super cool sports car, have co-ed dorms... sigh! i know, i know, never in malaysia! not when we still have to abide to a law that catches couples holding hands in the park.

recently, my boyfriend showed me a clip about a police brutality incident right in front of the ASEAN summit venue, the famed twin towers. the reason for this outburst was a bunch of people campaigning for human rights. what's embarrassing is the fact that there was foreign media present. i watched how a simple unfurling of a banner turned into police dragging a poor girl down the steps of the KLCC cafe. i couldn't believe it actually, mainly because my uncle is a cop and i couldn't imagine him doing that. the police should not have reacted that way. really. what the hell were they thinking anyway?! there was foreign media there!!!!

can you imagine what the fuck people abroad must be thinking now?! they must be thinking that we're a bunch of barbarians that are trying to act civilised. and the worse thing is the china doll filming case. now, they say that she's a malay! i mean like what the fuck?!!?! since when has a malay girl have a button nose, pink rosey cheeks and is as fair as snow white?! i saw the video clips of the squats, i know chinese when i see chinese... why dammit i'm chinese! of course i'd know how the heck my race looks like. sigh! the worst thing is that we sent a minister to china to apologise. if they knew that the girl was a malay, why the heck did they send a minister abroad to apologise... no sense in that i tell you!

ah well, i better keep my thoughts offline if i want to continue living my days in malaysia as a free person. i know damn well that they'd probably catch me for excessively anti-malaysian blogs. i sure as hell don't want to be dragged bodily from my hostel room, kicking and screaming down the stairs by our police!

but before i go into hiding, here's a line for you to ponder over :

Polis Diraja Malaysia... atau Polis Raja di Malaysia?!