Aspirations for the week. I'm not bullshitting.

Week six of college ( Oh yes, it’s been seven whole weeks since Mass Call day!) :D

Self imposed Datelines
Hubungan Etnik Assignment Thursday
Statistic Tutorial Tuesday
Economics Tutorial Monday
Accounts Tutorial Wednesday

Miscellaneous
Student Welfare’s Annual General Meeting
Statistics Exam
Pray reaally reaally hard the new assignments groupmates I'm being assigned to don't leave me doing a one woman show, again.

Additional goals
Cut down on magi/snack intakes into my huge round reservoir ;)
Not be late for dinner
Defeat procrastination, my deadly enemy.

Tagging Spree

Yes, I know Gwen, you tagged me for the other post. But I’ve only about sixty something songs in the thumbdrive, having no laptop of my own and all that. Plus it's really time consuming.

So here goes….


Rules: The selected blogger must say 10 things about themselves.

Afterwards, tag 5 other people to do the tag.

1. I’ve got Microeconomics exam tmr. Do take note, tmr is a SATURDAY. I’m not complaining, honestly. It’s just that I won’t be on Subang grounds in an hour like how I would be in the previous weeks. Which will also mean, I have no other option but to cancel plans I initially planned to skip but now I've a solid reason :P and I’d have to source for dinner later. Amin, I miss you already :( I won’t show up late next time looking like I just woke up and half-drunk, I'll try lah!

2. I’m currently pecking away at college’s computer lab with Sheryl at my left and some weird dude that has been playing arcade games on Orange Shark ever since I’ve settled my bum here after Business IT class. Eh specky green shirt dude; you pay college fees for the sole purpose of playing games like pacman ah?

3. I think I screwed my English journal. Against my better judgment, worries plague me like a fly. It’s English for god’s sake, how bad can it get?

I’m getting paranoid despite myself. Aiyo.

4. I have jumbo size Economics textbook in my bag, compliments of Fangus, waiting for me to feast my eyes on tonight. Why college books are so…..intimidatingly bulky? I’m pretty sure if a snatch thieve got my bag, on my chocolate chip cookies stash, I doubt he'll get far :P

5. I eat when I’m feeling contented. But I munch a great deal more when feeling down in the dumps.

6. I have a faltering memory.

7. I don’t understand why Statistics is part of my syllabus. WHY?

8. Nevermind that, I spend weeks pondering about that but came up with nuts. I vow NOT to fail my test next week. Hours of continuous studying awaits me.

9. I know I should be studying for tomorrow but procrastination is taking hold of the better part of me.

10. I have to say, college has been more hectic then I anticipated it to be.
Amin: Why you always always have homework wan? For once, can you finish all your homework so I can eat without having to see your muka tension?

I'd like that too, it would be a dream come true. You think fun ah staying up until three to finish tutorial work *buat muka tulan*

Tagging:
To those who finds joy in doing memes like this one, have fun :)

Sucker

I’m a Pushover.

That would be an understatement.

Because reflecting back on recent events, I’m a tenfold of that.

In your opinion, what does the word ‘group work’ indicate?

And oh, welcome to yet another session of Weishya’s weekly college grumbles. Because that’s all I seem to be doing nowadays. Whine and whine. I really have to learn to stop this habit of mine. It’s giving people an earache or rather, an eyesore.

This assignment in particular was handed out as a group work, but it started off as a pair work, within days, it boiled down to a solo work :S

*sajfn83o475g43rbewrouifh357o8vqg5h1*

Why I allow people tread on me with their pink all stars and white converses…

I truly don’t know.

I’m mentally whacking myself repeatedly in the gut. But there’s really nothing I can do.

If you don't know anything, do you think I'm any wiser?

I can change minds but not attitudes that are encrusted by layers and layers of self-centered spices. Sigh.


Mum tells me I’m not firm enough, I agree with her.

Days away from Setapak are mostly devoted to college work. There’s always a plentiful to study and I don’t know why. And it is my joy and pride to announce to my dear readers, I completed this week’s Statistics tutorial :D zomg.

After dinner yesterday I set my heart to complete it and I did it all within three hours.

Yes, THREE hours. I looked like flood just washed over me when I was done, but I don’t care.
I am so bananaly proud of myself, this feels like an accomplishment. You would think I’m being silly, afterall, it’s only Statistics. You are wrong; my battle with Statistics has been ongoing since…..the first lesson.. I should celebrate! Heehee.

On a random note, I’m going for a Student Welfare Committee interview tomorrow. What inspired me to? I don’t know. All I knew was, one moment I was accompanying Fangus for the interview and next thing I know, I wake up reading a text saying I got through to the second round =.=

So Buddha, if you're reading, help me.

I've Got Nothing

It just so happens that this post is filled with nonsense. Don't like it? Click the red button on the top right hand corner. Problem solved.

Ever have one of those days where, at the very end, you just have nothing?

You are too worn out, wrung out, exhausted, empty, and dead beat to have any emotion, any laughter, any energy, any anything?

This week was filled with those days.

Recently, ever so often, my race has been questioned. Over and over again. Until I begin to doubt it myself. I noticed this seems to be a routine thing every time I enter a foreign environment. And despite being so tulan over the whole thing, I’ll sum up just enough enthusiasm and answer back nonchalantly. On good hair days, I’ll come up with an ironic comeback.

I'm always bombarded with questions alike. Questions that will sink in and cause a flood in me. You can’t speak Chinese ah? Really?

Like being submerged in unconscious guilt is not bad enough, people start taking a stab at whatever dialect that comes jumping into their mind. What about Cantonese? Or Hokkien? Oh you’re a Hokkien? But you cannot speak Hokkien?

It goes unsaid, my nationality does not flee unscathed. You’re a Chinese? Chinese that can’t speak Chinese, what kind of Chinese are you wei? Why your name so different, are you Corean? Are your parents of mix heritage? At home never speak Chinese? What language you speak at home?.. Oh please la, my parents are as Chinese as they can be. Don’t lay it on them.

Up to this day, I still don’t understand Statistic after countless attempts. I even borrowed a smarty pant’s answers to refer and check where I screwed up. But alas, time wasn’t on my side. :( Boo.

Look on the bright side, we’re learning about Permutations now. Yeah, the stuffs from Form 5. I once thought Statistic was gonna be kacang puteh, I mean, how hard can ogives, histograms and median be? Boy, was I wrong.

I'm praying so hard it doesn’t do that 360 degree thing and hoot in my face, all over again.

The Citrawarna assignment I was given is not going as smooth as I have predicted long before. When forecasts turns into reality, it’s a mess. Oh HELLO?? Am I the only member in this group?

Joey just dispensed a piece of happy news in my msn chatbox. Joey’s ice-cream offer is still valid and available to claim anytime. And I will, one of these days. God knows I need it.

My family. I'm sure there will be more posts to follow, but after being away at NS for nearly two months, I still miss having them around the corner. Who doesn't? Well, I'm sure there's a select few, but mine is compounded with the fact that home is an hour away. It would be SO much easier if home was close enough for me to come over for dinner and then balik hostel. But no, I'm forced to source for dinner because I'm just too lazy. Besides, now, no one frets when I refuse to eat my portion of fish.

Oh, halal food makes Amin happy. But, four bucks char kuey teow doesn’t. I find the extreme raise in price recently ubber ridiculous okay.

So, I'm sitting on this hard wooden brown chair, pecking away at my home pc (trying to interrupt Little Sister form watching Catwoman), and thinking about what to blog. And I've got nothing. I am seething with jealousy over the several witty, insightful blogs I have read tonight because those people all had something to say. If I had any energy, I would've laughed out loud. And I've got nothing.

Szetoo, the slacker.
Fang, the fungus.
Weishya, the water tangki.
Sheryl, the sakai.
Philllip, the piping boy.
;)

Signing off,
Mishya, budak TARC.

P/s: Syaz, I swear, the sole purpose of your existence is to laugh at me.

My song for today and for the week.

And I Take it just a little bit
I, hold my breath and count to ten
I, I've been waiting for a chance to let you in

If I just breathe
Let it fill the space in between
I'll know everything is alright
Breathe
Every little piece of me
You'll see
Everything is alright
If I just breathe

Well it's all so overrated
In not saying how you feel
So you end up watching chances fade
And wondering what's real

Way to go Michelle Branch, you got it right!