MIT: nerdy (and proud of it)
MIT: nerdy (and proud of it)
Why Study in America?
By Andrew Loh
“I never let my schooling interfere with my education.” – Mark Twain.
How to save money in US college applications
by Andrew Loh
For the Kiamsiap.
By Andrew Loh and Darell Koh
So you’ve been waitlisted.
The waitlist is a cruel, cruel place. It is the liminal realm between twin certainties: the joy of admission and the (immediate and definite) pain of rejection. It is a manifestation of nascent hope – but one that will lead many to disappointment. Just when you think you’ve been released from the agony of waiting four months for your college decisions, you’ve been made to wait some more. Uncertainty all but prevails; closure is delayed; patience is now a greater virtue.
But patience is not the only virtue in this trying time. There are many, many things that you can do to improve your chances of getting off the waitlist – and the choice to strive, to work, to persevere is all but yours to make. For you, lucky sirs, college applications have not come to an end; au contraire, they have just begun, yet again.
* It goes without saying – but we are including, just in case – that you should secure your place at a college to which you have been admitted. If you didn’t know this already, pinch yourself.
Come I tell you all a joke!
So rumours are that Wira will be cancelled this year.
Because our kementerian is out of moolah.
But that’s not the joke.
The joke is that Piala Perdana Menteri isn’t cancelled.
The punch line is that we can give millions to Rosmah to burn for her ridiculous programs [RM 20 million for 100-300 students], but we cancel Wira, along with 11 out of 24 MSSM sports (archery, bowling, chess, cricket, cross country, handball, rugby, sailing, softball, squash, and table tennis) to “save” RM 4.5 million from a 6-mil original budget, we send boarding school kids back to their homes because we can’t provide food for them on weekends, and we switch off the fucking lights in our students’ study rooms because we need to fucking save on electricity.
So funny right!
When I was typing the caption for this photograph I typed “MRSM Kuala Lumpur” instead. Hah. Note the change in the pair of pants I’m wearing, though: there is a semi-embarrassing story behind it which I may or may not tell. But go on; use your imagination. A solitary clue: it has nothing to do with bowel movements of any kind. But what I may tell you, however, is my second public performance of a syair, which Chen Chow and I cooked up just minutes before our gig, and which was also, to our delight, well received. All credit due to Sufya, SMK Damansara Jaya 2004, who spent 20 (?) minutes teaching me the syair tune for my SPM Lisan. Now I can also play the syair tune on the piano.
This is Puan Omairah, who is very, very cute. 🙂
Kuala Terengganu has this cute little airport which is painted, of all colours, orange — the bright Sugus orange of candy and ice lollies and all things happy and wonderful. On the plane there was this one guy with a shockingly orange bag emblazoned with “Pegawai Negeri Terengganu” and the royal crest. If I were ever to colour my states again, like in Form 1 Geografi, I would paint Terengganu orange, just like how I painted Selangor red and Sarawak dark green.