"Cheated"

Last week, the timetable was a mess. Some lecturers demanded to change the time. Some lab sessions clashed with our lectures. Some didn't want this, some didn't want that... And on last Friday, a coursemate and I did not notice that our Inorganic Chemistry lecture had been shifted to early in the morning, so we inadvertently played truant.

On the following Monday, we went to meet the lecturer together to explained what had happened. Perhaps she was busy. She was so snobbish! And how I hated the way she talked! So I thought, well, c'est la vie and good luck to my entire semester meeting her.

This morning I went for her lecture. Hey, she was just like a big sister! She knew what is difficult for us and she more attention on those areas. In short, she taught with her heart and it really touched me. She made my day! And I felt like I've been cheated by my first impression on her.

Going to Logos Hope tomorrow!

Pride & Prejudice

I am proud. Very proud. I know I'm rather smart and I love to be in the limelight. I don't like show-offs. They are stupid, I thought. For this very reason, this personality of mine made me lose the chances to learn new things.

I knew that I was not good at tennis. But after the last lecture of the day, I invited my classmate to just play a little tennis. Not exactly to have a game. Both of us took tennis as our co-curricular activity and we were are still are novice. As we were playing, a young man came and started telling us how to play tennis. I supposed he's from the Sports and Coaching Faculty.

Hello dude! I know you are smart. You Sport Science kids are excellent in sports. But please... Can't you just get lost and play somewhere else? I don't need nobody to make me look like a fool!

But then, he wasn't arrogant or snobbish. I guess it was just me. My ego. My pride.

I love it!

Wednesdays are awesome. My first 5 hours in campus is to have organic chemistry lecture and experiment. Usually, I won't have the time for breakfast unless the library cafe is open before 8 a.m.

Next up will be Japanese language class. Learning languages have been my passion since long ago. So far, the foreign languages I learnt are French, Japanese and Tamil. I love the feeling to be admired and adored by g̶i̶r̶l̶s̶ people around when I'm multilingual. It feels like being at the top of the world.

Yea... awesome Wednesday. I guess I was just lying. Today's mudane and boring.

If only I have the stamina of ten men

If only I have the stamina of ten men,
I can pay full attention during lectures

despite of my lack of rest.

If only I have the stamina of ten men,

I would be having lots of fun

under the sun

Jogging, Running, Cyling...

Unlike now

Sitting in front of my laptop,
Worn-out...like an old man.

If only I have the stamina of ten men,

I can excel in every thing I do,

I won't be left behind

just because I was tired

and did not engage with the lessons.

If only I have the stamina of ten men,

I wouldn't have to take a short nap

during Biology

or else, I'll just dozed off if there wasn't a break.

If only I have the stamina of ten men,

I wouldn't look like a zombie

everywhere I go to

people asked why I looked exhausted.

If only I have the stamina of ten men,

I would be composing this blog post with full of vigour

and excitement.

In reality, I wished to skip today's post.

If only I have the stamina of ten men...

I could handle countless tasks.

What a joke

The weather has been unpredictable recently. This moment, it could be hot like a furnace. Before you know it, the sky will show signs that it is going to rain anytime.

This happened today. I had class from 8 to 10 am. After meeting with lecturers and dealing with some matters, I headed home to do my laundry, since it had been a hot morning. It was so hot that I felt like energy being drained out from my body.

When I reached home, a friend was using the bathroom. My detergent was in the bathroom, so I waited for him to come out. All I heard was him singing loudly. When my turn came, I quickly grabbed the detergent and did my laundry using the washing machine. Then, I took a nap because I was just SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired. Dead tired. I needed a 'power nap' so much. Still, that same friend who 'delayed' my laundry time, came back with a packet of lunch. It wasn't a problem until the rustling of the plastic bags started.

Every single whisper is audible when I'm in the sleeping mode. I'll be very sensitive to sounds. That friend of mind didn't know, so every single sound made by the plastic bags, every time the spoon brushed against the polystyrene box, every time he slurped a mouthful of his lunch, those 'whispers' woke me up. Obviously I wasn't happy because I don't get enough rest as I wanted, so I slept longer.

By the time I woke up, which was about 10 minutes later, the sky started to turn dark. I had no choice but to hang my clothes under the cloudy weather. In no time, rain poured heavily. There's no way my clothes are going to dry. Wearing half-dried clothes feels yucky and clammy.

Whom shall I blame? I don't know. I wish I could put the blame on someone. When my friends hang their clothes, the weather seems to be on their side, but seldom mine. Frustrated to the max!

What a huge joke today. Well... C'est la vie!

Did I just ate lotus?

It's Sunday and for Christians like me, it's church day. My room mates and I attend different churches in Tanjung Malim. They had to leave earlier. After they had left, I had some time to laze on bed.

I didn't feel like going to church actually. I don't know why, I felt very troubled at heart. Anyway,I dragged myself there. Even during service, I texted another former classmate to talk to him about my problems. Should not have done that. And I felt miserable throughout the service.

The whole evening was kind of wasted too. Initially I planned to visit the library to do some reference. I chose to nap instead. And how I wished I do not have to wake up.

Am I tired? Physically? Emotionally and mentally? I just don't know. Perhaps I'm being haunted by my past. The foolish things that I'd done and the consequences that are still felt today. Too tired to even think of them.

Today's happening reminds me of the short story I learnt back in Fourth Form -- The Lotus Eater. A lotus eater means to live an idle life. Am I living today like that?

As a brigadier

Today, it's the second time I attend the Fire Brigade meeting.

I was a little flabbergasted when the instructors who came in the class were not the ones I met last week. These two new guys were actually from the Perak Fire Brigade headquarters in Ipoh. They must have left Ipoh in the wee hours of the morning to Tanjung Malim because they had to reach here at 8 a.m.

After some briefing, we went out for drill. Basically, the moves were easy. I was in the Boys' Brigade prior to this and I had been familiar with this kind of drill. Even though we were under the bright morning Sun, it was not a difficult task for me. Good that I didn't register for the 11 a.m. slot. That would be crazy. Imagine doing drill under the afternoon Sun.

The drill, however, made me miss my days when I was in the Boys' Brigade. I love the fellowship. I love the friendship. But I didn't like the band. I was and still am a person with minimal musical talents.

For that reason, today I also emailed a lecturer from the Music Faculty to seek for her advice as I may not be able to learn to play flute with her this semester. My timetable is packed.

Hopefully she'll give me the best suggestion. I would still love to learn to play flute. Just maybe, not now.