Campus Life

Im sitting in Ishuets house. With no Ishuet, and no Ishuets parents.

This is wiered.

Terri is in the next room on the PS, Leech has just gone home and Michelle .. well.. Michelle came over in the afternoon.. and finished dinner too late to come at night. Wiered. Our homework is downstairs on the living room table..with our papers and pens scattered around. Our clothes are around the room and theres leftovers in the fridge. Hmmm.. is this what is would be like if we stayed together? Campus life like??

Anyway, Terri and I are housesitting for Ishuet and her family while theyre in KL for the Wild Zebra performance and a shopping trip. So were here to feed and walk the dogs, feed the rabbit, the iguana, the fishies .. :)

Its actually quite enjoyable.. though the dogs know they can bully us, and they do. And iguanas apparently throw up .. or i think ELvis threw up. But i cant be sure.. not an expert on iguanas..

We'vwe locked up, left the right lights on, shut the windows.. I wonder what it would be like if we had been lucky enough to go to unis in the same area and share a house.

Food for Thought

While we (or i, for one) have been moaning over the more trivial things in our daily life, going about our daily routine, moaning about how the food sucks, how heavy our workload is, how we wish to have this and that, how little sleep we get ..

A girl died today. My age. A second year materials engineering student. She got hit by a lorry at the crossroads near my uni, where they've been conducting roadworks for the past year. Two days ago, they took down the traffic lights to reinstall new ones. A crossroad, with cars going straight, turning left and right .. with no traffic lights. She was on her motorbike when a lorry ploughed into her. She died on the way to a hospital.

Another life gone, just like that.

Makes you think, doesnt it?

Bitchings and more..

Call me a bitch if you must, but seriously this is too much ..

1. I am bloody sick of being the only few idiots to buy a textbook. Which means that my brand new text book (which i have barely opened) is gonna be borrowed by someone and made into twenty copies or more and returned in pathetic condition!! Its a bloody textbook for your education, it doesnt cost that much cos its already partly subsidised, you all have loans, grants and scholarships so BUY YOUR OWN DAMN TEXTBOOK AND LEAVE MINE ALONE.

2. I am sick of having to lend my text books out brand new and having them come back dog eared. Wear and tear is fine, when I do it. Its my book, if it gets weathered cos i've been reading it, its my choice. Noone else gets their dirty paws on it.

3. I am sick and tired of all the asses out there that call me everyday to see if my lab report is done just so they can copy off it. Once in a while? Fine. Need my help? No problem, just ask me. But taking the whole thing and copying it word for word? Screw you. I didnt spend entire afternoons in the library writing it and getting references so that you could copy off it. And if our lab reports end up the same, you're not the only one screwed.

4. I am annoyed to death by the idiots and tudung heads that walk five abreast in the walkways and hallways really slow, talking at the same time. You wanna walk slow, use half your brain and make way for other people to walk. Other people have places to go. Same goes to to the dumbasses who need three other people to stand around them while they check their atm balance and decide whether to draw out thirty or sixty dollars. You neither need people to decide how much you need to draw nor giggle endlessly. Theres a line behind you, save it for another day.

5. Dont stare at me blankly during lab and expect me to tell you what to do, or do it for you. We have the same labsheets, read it la. Thats what its for.

6. I still think the rules about wearing shorts on campus is stupid.

7. Im also sick and tired of having to visit the damn bookshop, day after day looking for my textbook only to be told its not here yet. And then 3 weeks later be told that its not coming anymore. WTF? What kind of bookshop doesnt stock the right textbooks? Last sem, i never got the required text for fluid mechanics because it was out of stock and they refused to order more. I ended up having to visit the co-op everyday to order a different book till they got one for me - i recieved it only halfway through the sem. So if anyone knows where i can get Mechatronics: Electronic Control Systems in Mechanical & Electrical engineering 3rd Edition by W.Bolton, please let me know .. please please. .. And to the people waiting to photocopy it off me, tough luck.

what do you if you dont have a choice?

To all of you that read the last post and are worried about me, im okay. After a day and a night, i still dont know how to put everything back together, i still feel rather shitty, but now im calm and not about to fall to pieces. I think i bit off more than i can chew.

Everthings falling apart, material and non material. And the sucky part? I dont know which is worse. Something, or say alot of belongings fall apart one after another, you just dont have the cash to put it back together again. So what do you do? Break open your fixed deposit? Leave it broken? What if you need it? What if you dont have a choice? So what do you do? People say material things can be replaced. the person who said it must have had a hella alot of moolah. The thing about non material stuff though, is that you can forget, but it wont ever go away.

shit happens

you know the sayings ? it never rains but it pours .. murphy's law .. what can go wrong will go wrong .. toast always falls butter side down?

i really feel like crying right now.

Somethings burning ..

I know i know. .. havent been updating .. been having some problems :)

Its been a busy and not so busy week (is that possible?)I still havent given my car a check up, i havent got my books, i havent done alot of things i planned to do since the hols, but such is life.

Speaking of car check ups, Ishuet, Terri and I were on our way back from Gurney after catching a movie (fantastic four, give it a go!) when .. her car radiator temperature started going up. The three of us stared at it, wondered what was wrong (at this point ishuet started smelling smoke, but was worried we would think she was paranoid so she didnt say anything!), came to all sorts of conclusions before pulling over at the petrol station after driving another 100 to 200 meters. Then we realised smoke was billowing out from under the hood. The three of us know nuts about cars however, i know enough to manage to pop open to bonnet ... then we sat there and stared at the smoke.

A future engineer, future physicsist and future linguist - our first impulse was to douse it out with water. Brilliant eh? At least we knew enough not to open the water tank, or i wouldnt be here right now - probably in some hospital with all the skin on my face scalded off. Anyway, three girls nicely dressed, standing by a car with its hood open, looking quite lost in the middle of the night and not a single asshole came to help!! Shows us how gentlemanly Malaysian guys are .. even the dumbass petrol attendants didnt bother coming. Screw Petronas, go to Shell. We would have sat there for eternity trying to figure out what to do, or wrecked the car completly in the process of rectifying the situation had not some nice slighlty balding, but red haired Malay dude who pulled over to fill up at the staion noticed our predicament. And came over to give us a hand and a long lecture about how to take care of a car (Aiyo aiyo, the car can meletup in your face you tau .. Bahaya oh...). :) There is some good in the world after all. As it is, it took almost an hour before we could get back on the road .. And it took us all the way to Ishuets house before we realised the car was leaking water the whole way there. It was smoking again by the time we reached.. and looking down the road we noticed a long trail of water. Which was a funny thing cos it didnt leak when we filled it up .. just goes to show we dont know much about the insides of cars. And Terri doesnt know how to put pressure in the tyres. Hahahahha :)

The mechanic came the next day and fixed it. Just like that. We should all go learn something about our cars.

And about cars .. i was driving yesterday when i noticed spots on the windscreen. So i pulled the wiper trigger (i dont even know what to call it) to squirt water and clean it off ..... and the damn thing wouldnt stop!!! It kept squirting water and wiping my windows!! Panic Panic!! Driving around like an idiot in the sun with the wipers on!! I had to pull over a kill the engine a couple of times before it stopped. And I think it only stopped cos the water tank was empty. The next time i need to wipe poo of the windows, i'll do it by hand.

Cow Fascination?

No update yesterday - Spent the evening and night doing my lab report :)

I finally got around to repapering my notice board with ... moo moo cows!! Couldnt resist the cow garden wrapping paper, take a look ..

Its got little cows all over! A little sick once you realise the cows are milking themselves, but its cute!! Dont you think? Humour me, will you?

This is what you learn hanging around two guys who consider you to be just another dude:

Guy A: Hey, hey .. You know how to check if a girls boobs are sagging yet??
...insert goofy laughter...
Guy B: Hahahahha.. i dunno la, measure ah?? See how far down the chest it is??
......insert goofy guy laughter again.....
Guy A: No, no .. Take a pencil.. hold it horizontal and stick it under her boobs! If it stays there .. laughter again .. then you got a really really big problem!
...yet some more goofy guy laughter ...

University. The place for an all rounded education.

hunger or fatigue?

Im tired and im hungry. And i cant decide which to do. Thanks to back to back classes, all i managed to get for lunch was a carton of yoghurt. And i was so hungry by the time it reached five, i ate.... then missed dinner.

Now im hungry again..

I spent close to four hours trying to settle and draft out a formal letter to organize some dumb industrial visit. Apparently my english writing skills suck. I did, however realise that something must have gone in during those two years in in english lit: i remembered the word oxymoron! Not just that, i managed to incorporate it into a sentance! Mrs Tan would be so proud. After two whole years of saying the i yawn like a hippo, stare like a goldfish, stick with people like siamese twins .. i actually learnt something.

Classes are starting to get into full swing. Already a lab report and four graphs to finish .. when im so, so sleepy.... cos i didnt sleep much last night... cos i couldnt sleep much last night... cos it was too cold to sleep last night .. im starting to ramble mindlessly ... im gonna shut it now ...

People who schedule classes at eight on monday mornings should be shot.

Three Years To Go

Im back in campus again. Sigh.

Spent this Friday in Ishuets house. Like the friday before that.. and the friday before that.. and before that. Think its been 3 fridays in a row already .. And seeing that terri, ishuet and i are the only ones left here in penang, it looks like we'll be spending the next 3 years doing the same thing. I dont know if its a great routine, or a sad one cos we've already got next week planned out. And most probably the week after that as well. Oh well. I dont need the whole world as company.

Anyways, we spent friday night in Ishuets house as usual. I think the after effects of so many M&M's are beginning to show on my face. Heres a revelation: apparently, i talk in my sleep. So many nights sharing rooms and for the first time, someone has told me i talk in my sleep. And it didnt even make sense. According to see mun, this is what i said:

I want M&M's! .. not chocolate.

It doest even make sense at all. I dont even know why i said that. Thinking it was cos i fell asleep hungry.. and the last thing i heard was Ishuet asking me to eat M&Ms. The subconcious mind is a wonderful thing.

Spongebob Squarepants .. Again

Yet another of those nights where i cant sleep. And im getting increasingly grumpy. This is just to annoy Kok Yun more than anything else. The lyrics to the sponge bob square pants theme. Now you can sing along!

Are you ready kids?
I said are you ready?
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Spongebob Squarepants!
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he
Spongebob Squarepants!
If nautical nonsense be something you wish
Spongebob Squarepants!
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants
Spongebob Squarepants
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants!

Ever had one of those days where you feel like total crap and you feel like you need a really big hole to bury yourself in? If you excuse me, i think i'll just go and wallow in my great big hole.

It sucks when you have no one.

Admin Sucks.

Before i begin : Im Back!
Yup. Earlier than expected cos my labs and tutorials dont start till next week! Yay!! :)

I think the Sponge Bob Square Pants pillow worked. Sort of. Instead of staying awake and rolling around half the night, i fell asleep around two and woke up around 5.58 am if i remember right. Then i fell asleep again. Now im just waiting for the night i sleep the whole night through. Oh, my eye baggies .... Got a huge bump on my forehead though and a few small ones on my head. Im so used to having a biggish bead with loads of pillows and stuffed things that i cant get used to the fact this bed is so darn small. Even worse, theres part of a column sticking out next to my bed. So my bed isnt against the wall, and theres a small space where my pillow slips into and i end up with the corner of the column somewhere at my forehead. Which i rolled full force into a couple of times. Ouch. I feel really stupid now.

Heres a pic of the layout of my bed. I know it sucks, sorry, but i cant draw squat using paint. I did a really nice one with autocad then i realised that i cant post it (blows to the head must have affected me more than i thought). See the red circle? Thats the damn corner i bashed my head into. And the blue thing is supposed to be a window :)

Oh yea.. my Uni is now implementing this dumb rule that states that all students are to be dressed in formal wear to go to the office, library, admin buildings, lecture halls etc. Which means no sneakers, no jeans ... you get the picture. Tell me, which idiot would want to spend the whole damn day in a collar button down and slacks? Anyways, been pretty lucky so far cos i havent entered the library, my PA, Dean and lecturers dont really care what im dressed in. BUT, i dropped by the office to grab my lecture notes and lab sheets. I know, i know i wasnt in formal gear but i didnt know that i had to pick em up today. Anyways, i got as far as through the door. Then the damn security/admin dude stared at me and chased me out. Dumbass. So now i have neither my lab sheet nor my thermo notes. *%&^.

Looks like i gotta stock up on collared shirts. I wonder if they'd let me in if i wore some sort of collared shirt over what im already wearing. Not formal, but still collared right? Damn. Like i havent already got enough stuff to carry.

Screw you admin people.

Sponge Bob Square Pants

Server was down last night. *#$%%@!3*.

I got locked out of my room the night before last. Stupid really. My last years roomie and i have developed this habit of never locking our doors, and never taking our keys anywhere. When we bathe, when we sleep, when we do laundry, when we go visiting..So it came as quite a shock when i went to take a bath, she popped across to find someone and we came back to find the door locked. Me, with my hair wrapped in a towel still holding my shower caddy and obviously keyless and handphoneless.. and she .. with nothing either. Dilemma. Neither of us have the other two roomies phone numbers. We squatted in someone elses room for a good half hour. Thankfully i was wearing something.

I had dinner with a bunch of friends at some tea place. And when i say tea, i mean real chinese tea. Little tea cup and little tea pot.. the works. Scratch that. Not little. Tiny. Miniscule. Miniature. Im guessing it held no more than a quater of an ounce. One sip and its all gone. Annoying, really. How do you expect to quench your thirst this way?

Told ya its damn small.

I just had to put this up : My new pillows :)

I havent been able to sleep for the past few nights..tossing and turning till five in the morning. So ive decided it cos i didnt bring my fav pillow down so i went to get another one :)

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea???
Sponge bob square pants!

Skys are Purple

Its Monday. My first official day of class. And i was late. Not a very good start, you think? Doesnt help that i spent most of the night tossing and turning till around 6 am, and continued waking every hour. What kind of person has classes at eight on monday morning anyway?? Sigh. And a dumb subject at that - EUT 2012: Thinking Techniques. Apparently i dont know how to think. I need to be taught. A sample of how dumb EUT gets:

Mr A is 44 years old, with a wife and three kids. He is a modest, responsible man with high aspirations. He is not interested in politics or social happenings. His hobbies are sailing and woodwork. So, is Mr A a lawyer or an engineer?

WTF? What kind of question is that? Im kinda rooting for him being an engineer but you cant just lump everyone into groups, can you? DISCRIMINATION. Hello??

Oh yea.. for those of you that might, or might not have heard.. Im back in my college and im now considered an illegal immigrant. I originally ended up in a different block from my friends and coursemates. *curse**swear* So what did i do? We convinced someone to switch rooms with me and now, im back in block 1 with my coursemates and stayin with my former roomie near the window! Yay!! Its not exactly allowed, but oh well.. :)Interestingly, my new block happens to be co-ed, with the girls in wing A and the guys in wing B. If i open my windows, i can look into a guys room. No more walking around underwearless for me this year. Since this is my home for the next year, you can now write me at:

1232D, Desasiswa Lembaran,
Engineering Campus,
Universiti Sains Malaysia,
Seri Ampangan, 14300,
Nibong Tebal,
Seberang Prai Selatan, Penang.

I have a headache. Guess that happens when you have 2 hours of interrupted sleep. I want my maggi goreng ayam tambah telur. Im also bored to death. Call me!

Baking on the Beach

I got together with a bunch of my old classmates one last time before we all went back to our respective uni's in different parts of Malaysia. Jit Shiongs idea to go canoeing.. one last time..Actually, i think stuff like this is usually his idea. Anyway, dragged myself up at the ungodly hour (okay, ungodly for a holiday) of eight in the morning. Almost thought of backing out to sleep in, im glad i didnt. We gathered at the central meeting spot aka my house and drove down to the water sports center after breakfast.

Bright, blazy, hazy day.. the surf - do you call it a surf?? - was up.. monster big waves .. Big enough to tip terri out of her canoe as we sat in our canoes on the beach to let the waves push us around. After she tipped over, we decided it would be a better idea to get out of the canoe and just roll around on the beach. The guys, of course, had a blast. And so did we.

As promised to Jo, some of the pics taken on that day.

For those of you who dont know, you can see me, shiong, terri, jooi hong, chai, fred and his girl jo.

Uni's started and everyones scattered off. I'll miss the hols.

looking backward

Uni is starting. I am bloody damn depressed for that and other various reasons. Anyway, who wants to go back to a stinky little place in the middle of nowhere. Back to the no life and no sleep routine. Back to the stress and worry of whether or not i make the deans list this time, whether or not i perform up to standard. Back to feelin miserable that my baby wont and cant be around for now. This sucks.

Damn. Damn.DAMN..

What've learnt recently that i probably dont need to know : when youre drink is spiked, drink lotsa cold water first, it slows down the effect of the drug. warm water is a big no no till after you throw up and just before you got to bed. And dont fall asleep.

I DONT WANT TO GO BACK.

Mild Sevens and Dunhill

Today, without the aid of alcohol or Jon by my side, i finally slept in til 4.30pm! Yes, this is a big achievement for me, since i'm somewhat of an early riser. Dead tired (didnt sleep the night before last) and it was a full day after that. So by the time i got home around two, took a bath, had a chat with Terri (who happened to be stayin over) and Chai (who called up) i literally fell into bed between the hours of 4.30 and 5 in the morning. And slept like a baby ( not including the occasional morning messages from Jit Shiong and Kok Yun. Sorry guys, the goddess needs her sleep in the morning )

I think i'm getting old. My recovery isnt quite what it used to be. Sigh.

I have a neighbour whom everynow and then practices the banned habit of open burning. His garden faces the back of my house, same as where my bedroom windows face. Anyways, i leave my windows open in the day time so my room nows stinks of smoke. My mom came into my room, caught a wiff of smoke, gave me this stare and said

Have you been smoking??

Me? Smoking? Do i look like a smoker ?? (sure i might have thought about it before but that doesnt mean i'd actually do it - i might not be able to stop then thats the end of everything) Just cos i like to go out at night, and i like to dance in clubs, i like an occasional drink doesnt mean you can accuse me of smoking, k?

Somethings missing

He's gone back.
Dropped him off at the bus station.
Somethings missing..Just not right..not the same.
I miss him already.

The longer the hols, the harder it is to say goodbye.

Introducing ...

Say hello to the latest addition to my household .. Squeaky Piggy :)

Remember how i said i wanted to get a little critter, like a Chinchilla? That fell flat after i found out they need dust baths, lotsa room to run and jump and that they live for ten to fifteen years. Too much commitment, too much responsibility .. So i have gone and gotten myself *drumroll* a guinea pig. Yup.. thats the little critter. Had a little problem naming it .. he's gone from being called guinea pig to it to joobie to el grenada to kacang .. i have finally given up and christianed him Squeaky Piggy cos he sqeaks (we know that for a fact cos there was first hand eperience) and well duh, hes a guinea pig.

Jon, Michelle and I went shopping for him and couple of days ago. I hand picked him out of the cage myself (service in this particular shop SUCKS, just cos im not buying a dog doesnt give you the right to ignore me). Walking around the store looking for a suitable cage and holding piggy in my hand, i spotted a potential cage. On the top shelf. Being the smart person i am, i reached up with one hand still holding piggy to grab the cage....

...then something from the cage came falling down and landed right on piggys head. I have never heard such a loud squeal in my life. Well, except the time i left my rabbit in the sun and he died of heat stroke but that doesnt count. Anyway... theres a small bald patch on his head now (hope it isnt my fault).

We are now crossing fingers and hoping he isnt retarded. What could be worse than a retarded guinea pig?