FuCkEd Up!!!

It's a Fucked up world; We're a Fucked up place
Everybodys judged by their Fucked up face
Fucked up dreams; Fucked up life
A Fucked up kid with a Fucked up knife
Fucked up moms and fucked up dads
and a fucked up cop with a fucked badge
With a fucked up job with fucked up pay
and a fucked up boss that's a fucked up day
fucked up press, fucked up lies
Ain't it a shame that you can't say Fuck?
Fuck's just a word and it's all Fucked up
like a Fucked up punk with a Fucked up mouth
And Nine inch nails is getting knocked the Fuck out
Fucked up babes, Fucked up sex
and fake-ass titties on a Fucked up chest
Your all fucked up, so whatcha wanna do?
Fucked up me, and fucked up you
ain't life a bitch? a Fucked up bitch?
A fucked up sore with a Fucked up stitch
a Fucked up head- It's a Fucked up shame
swinging on my nuts is a Fucked up game
Jealousy fillin' up a Fucked up mind;
It's real Fucked up like a Fucked up crime
If I say Fuck two more times;
That's 46 Fucks in this Fucked up rhyme

STUDENTS AS AN AGENT OF CHANGE

Glancing back to my university students years, I realized that I was not politically conscious not even remotely, I even doubt that it was imbedded in my subconscious mind. It was totally absent, my routine would involve going to class, a lot of reading and studying, swimming and tennis with jaymie and amie (my bff) or hanging around my hubby. The clubs I joined were known as zouk , aloha and modestos ( just to name a few- LOL-). In a nutshell I partied as hard as I studied.

I was never caught up with campus election, honestly to this day I do not understand how it works, I don’t even know yet care or even bothered to be elucidated by the pro aspirasi or pro mahasiswa shenanigans. I didn’t even vote for the first two years I was in uni. After my second year it was made compulsory to vote or we risked being fined, I survived this ordeal  by voting for the cutest guy and the most fashionable girl.

My political consciousness started to emerge only after BN sweeping lost in the recent 2008 elections. Looking back now , I kinda regretted not being politically conscious, especially looking at the situation now, and the controversy surrounding it. Adam Adli a student that was fighting for the removal of university and college act together with his comrades had become a hero for some and an  object of contempt for some, merely for because of flags. Before I embark upon this treacherous threshold, I would like to reinstate my point I am not a fan f DSAI, personally I am the last person that wants him as PM. Secondly when comes to politician I lived by this analogy… the are all Casanovas they would say anything to get into your pants… it is the vocation of academician to give an objective facade of the situation to the public.

coming back to the issue of auku, I am arguing that students are agents of social change,  The phrase was first used in 1965 at the annual conference of Canadian University Press in Calgary, when a delegation led by the McGill Daily proposed and passed an amendment to CUP's statement of principles that said "one of the major roles of the student press is to act as an agent of social change." The motion's authors argued that university students, including student journalists, had a special role to play in the social and civil-rights revolutions of the time, and objective reporting could not achieve this. Instead, student journalists had to take sides on social issues, and guide campus opinion accordingly.

 As educators, it is our responsibility to develop students with knowledge and skills that provide mechanisms to effectively integrate academic disciplines with an understanding of self in relation to others on campus, in the community, and across the globe. Intentional integration of student development theories, such as leadership identity development, in the classroom can effectively facilitate deeper understanding of how students are personally connected to greater social issues. Students develop as socially conscious leaders capable of creating sustainable social change. In other words, student development theory offers academic disciplines—specifically public administration, a framework in which to guide faculty and students through the process of developing oneself as an agent of change.

Within the individual category, the values of consciousness of self, congruence, and commitment are included. This is the point at which students learn and become aware of their own values. Metaphorically, during this process, students understand the lens through which they see the world. Personality and self-awareness,are acknowledged and discovered in this category. There are many aspects of individual identity; it is multidimensional , and perhaps most important, it involves acquiring a greater understanding of self through the context of one’s environment, race, sexual orientation, and gender (just to name a few). In other words, self-awareness, once acknowledged and discovered, means that students have a greater capacitywith which to make meaning of and connection to their lived experiences.

The intellectual and practical motif which most readily captures both the values and alternative practices exemplified in the Students as agent of change initiative is that of mutuality, of education as both a shared responsibility and a shared achievement predicated on the dispositions and demanding realities of dialogic encounter. What is both exciting and daunting about Students as agent of change is the way in which it both clarifies issues that are central to the development of a dialogic learning community (whether it be a school or some other kind of human practice) and the way it insists on a response to fundamental questions those issues throw up. The issues to which I am referring are at the heart, not only of what it means to be a citizen, but also of what it means to be and become a person. They have to do with both the intellectual and practical challenge of articulating what an inclusive educational community might look and feel like.

Central to such a project are issues to do with power and authority, freedom and equality, and, as important and necessary as each of these, the dispositions and values of democratic living without which democracy itself becomes a mere mechanism that more often than we would wish turns out to betray the very aspirations that inspire its inception. Students as agents of change is potentially as creative and important as it is demanding, if only because it has within it the possibility of helping us to make a practical and theoretical leap of grounded imagination that takes seriously Raoul Vaneigem’s insistence that ‘A minute correction to the essential is more important than a hundred new accessories’.

I LOVE YOU DADDY!!!

I was a privileged child, my dad did not have much when he was growing up, he didn’t even finish high school, and my dad was a self made man. He singlehandedly managed to provide his kids with luxurious and privileged life. A frequent trip to country clubs and expensive shopping spree was a common occasion. I had so much privileges more than any kids my age could have so much that by the age of 13, I had turned into a very irresponsible, disobedient, difficult child that did not managed to finish anything I have started.

 My parents dreaded at the potential of me growing up as an irresponsible adult. Then my mum which had  a short lived career in modeling and acting was approached by one of her old friends with a proposal that I should try to have a career in modeling both of my parents thought that it would be a great idea. Mind you at the age of 14 I am already a towering 167cm weighing less than 45 kg I had the perfect model body. I was overjoyed with my parents proposal, but my dad pulled out a contract that I cannot quit the job if it gets too hard. Failure to do so I have to pay double the money I earned and all he expenses my parents had spent on this modeling gig, transport/ portfolio etc. Well I thought yea how hard could this be you just need to look pretty so I gladly and naively signed the contract.

It is not so long before long I realize that being a model glitz and glamour aside was actually a real tough job. It is a harsh world a lot of competition where people speak their mind without sugar coating it. If you are late your bosses are going to be mad at you, it consume long hours and with a lot of stress. You are expected to give 101% commitments and dedications body soul and mind. Reality blew up on my face knowing I could not possibly quit ( god knows how much I wanted it!) I decided to outdo my dad by saving all my hard earn money to pay him back.

After 6 months I managed to do so. When I finally handed him the money I was fighting back tears those were my hard earned money. My dad sat me down he says, I am not allowed to quit yet,he would hold on to this money and I would be given a break on one condition that I must finish reading a book. After I finish reading this book then I can quit.  He handed to me a plastic wrapped book the title of this book was The Road Less Traveled by M. Scott Peck.

So I sat my sorry ass down and start reading, Peck opened his book with  -- "Life is difficult". Do take note I was 15yrs old teenager by now, so I was think wtf this sucks! But for the sake of quitting my job I continued reading, as I continued I discovered that "Life is difficult. This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths. It is a great truth because once we truly see this truth, we transcend it. Once we truly know that life is difficult - once we truly understand and accept it - then life is no longer difficult. Because once it is accepted, the fact that life is difficult no longer matters."

On the topic of discipline he puts forth the truth that life is a series of problems, and that life often seems difficult because the process of confronting these problems "evoke in us frustration or grief or sadness, anguish or despair." Yet it is in facing these problems that we gain wisdom, strength and courage. He states, "This tendency to avoid problems and the emotional suffering inherent in them is the primary basis of all human mental illness." He then follows with a discussion of the various ways people can learn to cope with suffering and go on to become a truer manifestation of one's soul here on Earth.

On the topic of love he discusses the difference between being "in love" and love. He notes that love is not a feeling, but an activity, and defines it as "the willingness to extend oneself for the purpose of nurturing one's own and another's spiritual growth." He bemoans the rampant notion of romantic love that pervades society today, which holds that one is not truly in love unless one feels those incredible "I'm in love" feelings that we all know so well. He observes, "Many, many people possessing a feeling of love and even acting in response to that feeling act in all manner of unloving and destructive ways. On the other hand, a genuinely loving individual will often take loving and constructive action toward a person he or she consciously dislikes..."

In a nutshell what I can say is, the book is written in a voice that is timeless in its message of understanding, The Road Less Traveled continues to enable me to explore the nature of loving relationships and leads me toward a new serenity and fullness of life. It helps me determine how to distinguish dependency from love; how to become a more sensitive child; and ultimately how to become my own true self

After a week I sat down again with my dad, I told him I want to continue, this book and my dad changed my life, from that moment on take problems by the horn and battle them. I am no longer the spoilt brat I was, I have started to live my life with a sense of responsibility. Who I am today I am deeply indebted to my dad, thanks that for showing me the meaning of being resilient. I love you a lot