Xiao Gui punya bloggy

Yeh. I install web-based project management and collaboration tool for my project, as lecturer wants us to have a website to log our project details. Used it because beside log, it can help us to set our milestone, easier to share document, easier to set a time for meeting and etc. But today, our lecturer doesn’t seems to like it, some more, she’s looks like hating it, at the same time, looking confused.

Well, I guess, I’m going to use blog instead, just like other people.

I kindda pissed off, with the reasons.

• Using normal site means that anyone can find your page, and see your work.
• It doesn’t improve any collaboration.

Come to think of it, well, it’s just me that I wanna test whether the project management software really will help increase performance. But here I go again, blaming on others for not getting what I want.

And hell, I hate a few of my assignments and tutorial, they just gave us assignment, without giving any guidance. And there’s don’t have notes related to those things.

One of the assignment I got to enhance a JSP web game developed by a final year student. The website is done poorly(I hate Java related thingy). I don’t know what’s the problem I can’t get it to connected to database. Maybe it just my underdeveloped brain.

By the way, JSP is dead.

Stupid Malaysia education.

Ah, I need to stop blaming Malaysia for it’s stupidity. Well, Einstein said before

Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the universe

Talented Malaysian are migrating away from Malaysia.

I wanna migrate too, that’s makes me a talented people.

生活都是重复的圈子，人类跟着那个椭圆形的轨道跑。每天做同样的事。

差别在每天跑多快。但终点都是一样。终点是起点。什么都没有。

差别在每天穿的衣服。昨天穿了绿色的冒牌nike衣服，上面写着，Just don’t do it。 今天穿了黑色的，因为JohorSultan去世了。所谓的平民手碰不到、也不能碰的天上人物去世了应用的是什么高级词？不知道。

最近感觉很多轨道上的他在不跑了，不走了，不呼吸了。

我家的Wendy，她陪我十多年了。我不知道她的生日。所以，她没有生日，没吹过蜡烛。但，昨天她走了。爸说，她一个星期没吃东西了。我不知道。我没看到她最后一面。我想抱她。我想陪她走走。我想听她的吠声，听她跟冰淇淋车的歌一起难听地高唱。想給她吃饭。

我不知道她的生日，也没庆祝过。但她离开的日子是2010年，一月二十二日。跟不知道名什么的Johor Sultan同样的日子。

2010年一月二十三日，我的日子还是一样过。只是想打破那个圈子跑出去。

I wonder, if given a electronic scale, how would it weight my relationship with her?

I wonder, would it shows negative weight? If time went back, and I have to restart everything and starts with nothing, would I’ve done the same? Would I still be a coward running away from her again and again? But time can’t be changed, never was, never will be. I know nothing about you.

Cowardly coward afraid of pain. Cowardly coward scare of talking to her. I wonder what kind of man is he? He’s just a chicken.

I wonder, the reasons I don’t have much friends. Friends just run aways when they know more about me. Those who don’t run away, it’s because they stuck with me, for now. Maybe that’s why I don’t really like to social. That’s why I don’t like people to know more about me. But, I do say hi to many people, it’s a manner. It’s my responsibility, as a senior, as a course mate, as a human.

I wonder, to what extends I keep relate responsibility to everything in my life. Even playing is sometimes a responsibility for me.

Sometimes, I’ll tired, throwing away responsibilities of mine. That’s when I’m emo.

Sorry for letting you sees my true self. I’m just a little bit tired, to smile.

I wonder, why I don’t like to social. Maybe it’s because I’m different creature with other people. They talk things I don’t really care. Honestly, I don’t really care about this world, fed up with it long long time ago, before the “Long time ago” told in fairy tales.