063: Iqbal

Let me teach you how to pronounce 'Iqbal'.

Say: "Eeeek-bhal". Not "Eee-bhan".

Understood?

062: D?

The outcome was bad. I got a 'D' for Advertising!!! The paper was easy!!! How the fuck I get a 'D'??? I'm not the only one though. Others are getting lousy grades as well (there is only a single 'B' and no 'A's!). So appeal we must! My first 'D'! Damn it! There must be something wrong with the marker. 8 full pages of answers not enough for you ah?

Anyway, I find it weird that every time I took the train with Aaron, funny things happen.

We were discussing about our next assignment (another 2500 words of crap, a drop from 3000), which is any topic related to Communication. I decided to do 'Communication in Heavy Metal' (typical of me), and told Aaron about one aspect of Communication, which is non-verbal (or maybe hand sign), and start showing the horns and the middle finger. "Stop doing that, you're embarrassing me!". "You mean this?", raised my finger mid-way in the air.

A couple with their two kids were sitting in front of us. The two little girl started to follow, trying to make horns and putting up their finger (no prize for guessing which one), imitating me. Fuck!!! Raised my hand to apologize, and the mum was laughing, "Oh, it's okay. It's okay" Aaron: "See, baaaad influence!"

The girls were cute though... Especially the younger one. She kept looking at me after we alighted (they drop at the same station) and going down the escalator. Cute little creature I'm telling you.

Talking about assignment... I can't find anything on Heavy Metal and Communication!

Time to find another alternatives I guess.

061: Offline

10 days of no access (my charger was spoilt) was not that bad after all. Well, massive boredom, but I survived. (Okay Mr. AC Adaptor, don't die on me again!)

060: Transitions vs. SunActive

Yes, I'm talking about the spectacles lens. I made a new specs last week, and I'm extremely unhappy about it. Previously, I used the original Transitions, and loved it. It changed colour fast, and I don't have to squint my eyes because of the sun's glare. Comfortably dark. Sadly, it was broken, and I need a new pair.

So off I go to an optical shop at Bedok, trying to score a cheap Transitions. The store I went to said there is a local version, called SunActive, and it's half the price of Transitions (Transition: $160, Made In France, she said). I thought the local version would suit me better. Come on, it's local! You would probably think that the manufacturer would consider how hot and bright it is in this sunny yet gloomy island.

I was fucking wrong!

It did not turn as dark as I expected. My eyes... My eyes!!!!! Arghhhhh!!!!!

How do you expect people to support local product when you make sub-standard product?!

I feel cheated.

Moral of the story: Get the original Transitions, dammit!

059: 'Love Letter'

Dear Ms. K*****,

I've been logging in to my blackboard since last week. However, the registration for my next term is still not available online.
This is not the first time that it happened. It is really time consuming for me to keep going to the Student Service Unit to register for my modules.

I am a progression student, and it is really frustrating to know that the new students are able to know the dateline for the module selection, and I was left in the dark. I hope this problem will be rectified, so that I don't have to go through the same ordeal next term.

I would appreciate it if you would help me to register for my modules. My particulars are as the following:

Name: Mohamed Iqbal Bin Mohamed
I/C: S85*****A
HP No.: 9814****
Modules chosen for next term: Human & Mass Communications (Mondays) and Social Behavioral Studies (Fridays).

There is a possibility that the modules that I have chosen are not on the day that I had expected it to be. If the timetable have been changed, please inform me.

Thank you.
Iqbal Mohamed

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WAKE UP LAH YOU PEOPLE!!!!!!

058: Cigarettes & Red Bull Part II: Journalistic War

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Our captain didn't tell us what to expect. Well, maybe some hints (which doesn't help). All of us were nervous, and my cell kept ringing from calls and SMSes from worried soldiers who were preparing for the same war as me. "Which class?" "What have you studied?" "I think I will fail!" "Where are you?!" and many others. I promised to be early for the war, but I was late. "Thought you are going to reach at 3?" Yeah, I know...

Entered the war zone, and everybody looked up to me as I leave my "ammunition" at the front. All that faces.. Stressful look, trying to figure out what they were reading. With two black pens and driving license as my weapons (okay, the license was for identification purpose :-P ), I head to my desk with a card that showed the number '8' on it.

It's a silent war, and everybody was scrutinizing and attacking their foes.

Before you attack your enemy, you need to learn their moves and strategy. So I flipped the paper and study the first page. There was a speech written, about some racial harmony night by some minister. I read it slowly...

Now for the attack. Write a news report on the article, assuming that you had received the speech earlier before the event. Need to use the inverted pyramid method of writing news, meaning, the most important message at the top.

What the fuck...? ALL the messages seemed important.. I decided to wrote from the conclusion of the speech as the main message.

Been told that media manipulation will be attacking us. I think all of us expected that. As I move forward to the other adversaries, I saw no media manipulation. Wow... We were screwed! What confronted us were bloodthirsty proximity, prominence, preparation of radio programs, etc.

"You got 2 more hours" The old war veteran announced.

Gosh! I took one bloody hour to write a news report? What?!

Delayed no more time and start my attack on Cyber Journalism, Journalism Ethics, and TV News Package. Halfway through the news package, the war veteran "barked" again, "You got one more hour left".

I have never spent so much time in any silent war. This is the first. Raised up my hair after I've killed my opponents, and saw another soldier, Aaron, leaving the war zone.

Aaron was sitting outside when I exit from the zone. All I can say was: "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!"

Waited for the rest of the soldiers outside school. Everybody was shocked from the war. "What the hell is standupper?" "What question you took?" "We were screwed!"

I believe there will be some victory in 1-2 months (when the result slip came out), but still think we lost.

There will be more wars coming, and we will prepare for the worst the next time.

Oh, another war tomorrow! More cigarettes and red bull please!!!

057: Cigarettes & Red Bull

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I'm preparing for my education war which will be happening later. Above are part of my preparation.

Journalism is a bitch afterall (or is it the lecturer?)