I finished my assignment! My last assignment for the semester!
Yes yes yessss! Again, at the very last of moments. I rock! Saya membatu!
And as I type, the stupeeeeed assignment is being compiled, scrutinized thoroughly and printed on crisp white sheets of paper. Oh, finance. How you have given me a headache for days. The thing is, it question really is quite simple BUT I simply don’t know how to do it. This sounds sooo like the dilemma I had with AddMath -.- And to add on to it, after tabulating my answers, it was totally out of the range of everyone else’s grand total. The people I compared my answers to were supersmart people pulak tu. *tension tension. In the very end, I did some minor corrections and upon saving my excel file, without any shilly-shally I jumped into bed and just had some really good sleep.
Now I am FREE, free to leap through the jungles, paddle in the pool and run around the street blowing bubbles left and right, free to wake up late and not feel guilty for anything...
Well, not really. Exams are in two weeks. It’s official.
My exams start on Jan 14th. You know what the shitty part is?? Everyone who starts later or at the same date finishes earlier than I do! Buntut ayam la seriously. Well, minus the people who are repeating or resitting papers but that doesn’t count.
PLUS, my first exam is Auditing. The one subject which I hate more than Law. YEAH. Tough luck aye.
On a side note, Pei Jing and bf is throwing a bbq on Thursday. I have been asked to go, but I doubt it's a binding thing because the apprehension of meeting new people is upon me, and it seems to be winning.
It would be a lie to say I don't care. Or that it didn't affect me. But there's nothing I can do about it anymore. I'll move along, and given my memory space of the late, I'll forget in no time.
I'm taking 6 subjects this semester which similar to the previous semester. Though two sems ago I had only two papers to study for. But such good deal does not exist in this world anymore. Not only do I have four extra subjects to struggle with, those 6 subjects are much more theoretical, taxing and um, thorny. T___________________T
My everyday routine is somewhat similar. Go to college-make pit stops at canteen/library-come back from college-sleep-eat-college-sleep some more-shower-eat dinner-go for walks-space out-study until very sleepy or gives up altogether-sleep. And the cycle repeats itself the next day. My break times are spent sleeping, buying food or finding for my notes. But do you know what the biggest problem in all this is?
That mountain of work is always there. No matter how much time I spent trying to demolish it, new soil will be replenished when I turn my back even if just for a minute. And ta-da, the mountain is still there and from what I am leaded to believe, it will always be there.
I miss being in the presence of people I love. And people are complaining I don't spend enough time with them. Pfft. I miss getting into mindless banter with Xian. Hmm. I think I must be slightly insane now.
I am amazed that I've survived this far.
I JUST HAVE TO TAHAN FOR ANOTHER 5 MORE WEEKS AND HELLO HOLIDAYS.
Yes, I am aware that this post makes no sense at all but I kinda miss blogging. T.T And I don't usually sound like that you know. It's just that I feel really frustrated of the workload and also frustrated at myself for being so lazy. So ya, I'm confused as well.
This is one of those posts which I will read again and agree on what a nerd I am.
14 November 2009 This post is waaaaaaay over due but just thought it should be published before the year comes to an end in a few days so I chained myself to the pc to load pictures and type. Aih. Kemalasan.
I for one have never been particularly keen on participating in class outings. Be it for lunches, occasional visits to the cinema, excursions back to the homeland to whizz on ice and I flee whenever the word karaoke is in ear sight which also happens to be top 10 things my college people devotedly worship. Okay fine, I’m not totally anti social la.
Occasionally I show up at birthday festivities only to be bombarded with my motives “being around”
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Let me make this clear. Whenever there’s a chance to eat cake, you can always count on me to be around. Circumstances like the state of my well being (daily nap requirements) and diminishing bank balance would vary the statement I just made.
Basically, never would be the ideal phrase to use when it comes to interacting with the classmates, socially. I’m fine with the hustle bustle and filli-falla in between class, heated discussions on the baffling FAP tutor and upcoming assignments but meeting up in a social context is just so cacatly weird. Not to mention the lack of common topics, the language barrier, beliefs and such.
But given that the whole idea of a field trip came from my big mouth out of intuition, it is just not possible to evade anymore. It was a Friday evening I remember. Right after a draggy day of classes and dingy hostel food seemed a tad bit too depressing. We settled in a cafe not too far away where a heated discussion on class politics and latest scandal was exchanged over fried sotong rings, remains of spaghetti, and glasses of warm water (we ktar people are known for being kiam siap students). If there’s any consolation in me being away more often than not, up to date, I am STILL the blur one when it comes to class scandals. So imagine me exclaiming “really? why I never realised wan” about three hundred times or so (: Some things will never change even over the years.
If you’re one of those people with too much time in hand and is constantly updated in the world of Facebook, you might have chanced upon pictures from the trip. Pictures that triggered so much controversy I might add.
The day started as early as 7am for some of us with cries of “oh shit oh shit, wake up!”. Nonetheless, human errors were swept under the bed to be forgotten and it all worked out fine after throwing forty-something chicken balls into the cooker.
Once the sandwich fillings, ayam ball and sausages were packed into containers and arranged in neat stacks, we set off for Bukit Cahaya Seri Alam/Taman Botani Shah Alam or more known to the locals as Taman Pertanian. Don’t ask me why a single forest reserve can have so many names okay. It caused quite a confusion in the early stages of planning.
Did I mention that all three vehicles that ferried us around were Proton Wiras? How cool is that :D
This is Eric who steals food when he think we're not looking
Taking into account the delays, detour around KL, getting lost and tailing on wrong directions, we managed to arrive at the said destination only three hours behind schedule.
Ah well, what's a road trip without hold ups and getting lost :)
Anyway, here are pictures from the day from Mum and Dad and anyone who isn't logging into fb every five minutes of the day to view.
Cina and India curang sama saya.
Mode of transport
The new addition to 2DACG8.
Aaah. Curang lagi. I talak dengan korang kang..
One thing that I’ve obtained from this trip is that a class outing will never be complete without taking an excessive amount of pictures, even if it illustrates the same finger gestures and the mere distinction would probably be the surroundings and position of the sun.
I REALLY did!! Before I decided that I'm not going to fall sick and went to bed for a bit. And that was at few hours ago. Hmm, productive? Not at all.
I got back from camp yesterday and woke up with a combination of blocked nose, sore throat, and occasional fever this morning, and I'm currently on a mission not to fall sick. How you may ask?
1. Take some drugs.
2. Go on a sleeping marathon.
3. Drink lots of water.
4. Eat sucky porridges.
5. Drink barley.
6. Eat cake.
Well, okay, maybe not eat cake. But my friend made some, and really sick or not, it's just too tempting NOT to have some. I had 4 slices. Very mini ones I assure you. I may regret it tomorrow morning when I completely lose my voice and wake up with a raging fever. But right now I'm feeling a tiny bit better. Will try and continue sleeping later.
I WILL NOT GET SICK.
Camp btw, kept me on my feet all day to the point that there was barely time to shit. Literally. It's over now and I have a mountain high pile of laundry to be washed, read up on budgets and consolidated accounts, a room to clean, an assignment to work on and text messages to read and reply. It keeps piling on and I get so demotivated to scroll down and tend to them. Ugh.
After the lengthy weekend back home I wanted to post up another one of those things-about-home-I’ve-missed posts but I’ve got loads of shit waiting for yours truly to pick after. Like assignments popping out of nowhere with a dateline falling on the same day as the day I return from camp, reading program manuals and copying weeks’ worth of accounts answers. I guess that post will just have to wait another day.
A big giant wave *some would prefer calling it shit* just landed on my head and it feels as if a stampede of purple elephants just hit and ran me over.
This serious huge wave is called tummy ache. If I could give it a size, it would be jumbo XXXXXXL.
I've mentioned my difficulties in waking up recently and someone responded to it by sending me this link on how to overcome this dilemma. Although, I do think half of the points are ridiculously unpractical giving my current living situation, I found this article highly amusing and emitted about two gallons of laughing gas. Hehee.
Anyway, here goes..
Set a timer so that a bright light turns on simultaneously with your alarm. When the light hits your face, you'll be less likely to fall asleep, even if you keep your eyes closed.
Consider setting an outdoor-rated timer which turns a space heater on in your bedroom, for about an hour before you want to wake up. Waking up to temperature stimulus is much gentler on your neurovascular system, and you may find that you'll even want to bounce out of bed and start your day under extra-warm conditions.
If you drink coffee, get a coffee pot with a timer. Prepare it before going to bed, set it for 30 minutes before your alarm and not only will your coffee be ready when you get up, the smell of the freshly brewed coffee may help you to get out of bed.
Put your alarm clock on the other side of the room. You have no choice but to answer it, and before you know it, you will be out of your bed. Works best if you share your home with others so you must answer to not annoy them.
Set a second alarm on your cell phone, computer, another alarm clock, or whatever you can hear from wherever you need to put it. Place the other alarm by your coffee pot, in the bathroom, downstairs, in the hall, or whatever works in your home. Then set it for 5 minutes after the first alarm on your regular alarm clock. When you wake up, you will know that you need to go and shut off the second alarm, before it also goes off.
If all else fails, lock the alarm clock in a box with a combination lock and attach the internal clock speaker to an external stereo speaker. That way you’ll have to turn on the light and work out the combination before you can turn it off.
Consider super gluing your snooze button in order to make it impossible to use. Be careful not to destroy your alarm clock though! (May have unintended effect of encouraging use of the button that completely turns off the alarm)
Setting your alarm for the last possible second before you have to scramble to get to work (or whatever) can help break the snooze habit.
You can also invest in a flying or moving alarm clock that you have to find or fetch to turn off!
Number 4 is unseemly possible because my roommate would probably set fire on my underwear drawer when I'm in classes. Number six and seven got me laughing until I nearly peed in my pants. Number 5 never works. I have about three alarms set on a daily basis and they're all located in opposite ends of my side of the room. And the one in red is something I would like to try out.
I heard a few girls screaming and some pretty loud cina conversation going on outside. Twenty minutes later, this was what that was left along with an empty can of Shieldtox lying not too far away. Brutal.
As of today, at 3pm, I am thoroughly done with mid terms and assignments. Or so I thought. Because as of right now, I am diligently waiting for the PLUS Express 2008 annual report to load on the Bursa Saham site. Sigh. Sucky broadband connection kat hostel can make people bleed through the eyes from waiting okay.
*when is something ever nothing?
Arghgh I should be nerding with Econs now instead of listening to all these soppy korean songs I suddenly find liking in. So gay. OH MY BUDDHA. But what to do, Si Eden gave me 2gb of songs two weeks ago and I just recently find time to explore :( and I am still playing that song on repeat. It's the 4th day already. Siaooo.
Hello world. I hope you spend one good week salivating on my forbidden ramlee snack everytime you click on Making A Mountain Out of A Molehill url because everyone should head out and grab one so I don't feel like a whale on my own. :)
Some filli falla to make the post look longer than it really is..
Waking up hasn’t been easy.
Mr Soo, if you’re chance upon this blogpost, I’m sorry. Never will I again.
Camp is next weekend. And honestly, I can’t wait to get away from college and talk/ breath/do non-college things. I’m actually looking forward to meditation sessions cos there’s so much negativity in my system that I’d like to live without.
I was studying the other evening and normally I’d ignore my phone but this text caught my attention ‘I realise how being an October baby must make you feel. After all, there are not many 1990 born younger than you are. I understand that you are deprived of the opportunity of labelling people budak and which in turn result in me being a victim of your budak-branding..’ and with much absurdity, the text message ended with a severe threat that I should prevail from labelling that individual budak from then on.
Until further notice, I shall not chop off my hair or be tempted to.
Happy Birthday Mei mei. I hope the choc cheese mousse was to your liking (:
And oh, life sucks. But I'm sure you knew that already.
