A Nerd's Rant

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.

In the spur of moments

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'm forgetting things. Crucial things :/..

I Tried

To scrape off a few items off my to-do list.

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.

Ngah

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.