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Tuesday, 2 August 2011

Hi There. It's Been a While.

And ironically, it's the season of goodbyes.

Universities are a-calling, people are a-leaving, and the rain's a-coming. It's August and its the time of year people are leaving on airplanes to oversea destinations to strive for their futures. - I was going to write future dreams but... you don't really know what you're going to be dreaming about in the future are you? - That means celebratory dinners and farewell lunches as well as possibly I'll hate you for this desserts.

This post is especially dedicated to the following people: Angeline Low, Pak Wei-Han, Mark Donkor, and Matthew Corban. There are probably more who are leaving, but I don't know them and/or I don't know that they're leaving. A special mention of Wan Rezal and Yow Chi Leng since they're going to Nottingham University in Malaysia which is almost an equivalent of moving to a different country altogether. It's in the middle of nowhere. The others are leaving to Europe, other parts of Asia, Australasia, North America... Good luck. All of you. Oh and thank you.

The mentioned are people who made life quite interesting in Sunway College and, thanks to Facebook and other websites, I'm probably going to have a hard time forgetting them. Oh and before I actually DO forget: another special shout out to Candice Novia. Hope to be hearing your soon-to-get Australian accent in the future. Notice that I did not write your last name. Remember that you can complain all you want to my Facebook wall. Or inbox. Depends on whether discretion is needed. Have fun.

Now... back to me. (How selfless am I? I spent 10 minutes writing about other people before I got to the main event). I'm going to be studying Human Psychology for the next few years and guess what? I'll be studying it in Sunway University College! Sarcastic YAY!

Okay, it's not bad and the sarcasm is perhaps unnecessary since I actually really like the place and the people there. It's close to home which means home cooked meals, I know the layout very well, and it's... familiar. That last one.. Familiar... I don't know if it's a good thing or not. Being put in an unfamiliar territory sounds more.. thrilling. Traveling and seeing new places, getting to know more people and perchance picking up a language or two. That's fun. That's how you learn the stuff you can't learn in classes or lectures. That's experience.

The course Psychology was (as most people who know me knows) not my first choice. I thought of doing Medicine somewhere like Canada or UK. But I flunked and my grades failed me. It wasn't horrible, it was just not good at all. I'd like to blame it on my lecturers but... yeah... You get the idea. Medicine sounded great: good job prospects, great pay and you really help people. But after I found out that I wouldn't be doing it, disappointment only seeped in a tiny little bit. I don't know whether it's because I handle disappointments well, which most people would not agree with (but others might), or was it because I wasn't too excited about becoming a medical officer of any sorts in the first place. Even right now, it's unclear.

Psychology does sound intriguing. I frequently played with human mindsets in high school (there are a few people who can testify), trying to understand why people do the things they do. Now, this course offers me professional insight into the psych of humans and, presumably, I'll get paid to do it. This makes it sound easy but my guts, my brains, and my very soul itself is screaming at me "DON'T YOU DARE UNDERESTIMATE IT!" I only wonder whether or not I'll listen. Who knows.. maybe by the end of course, I'll finally understand why I won't eat vegetables.

Assalamualaikum and Ramadhan Kareem.

Sunday, 20 February 2011


Ngeh. Right. Blogging time. I haven't blogged in a while because I didn't have any inspirations or drive to post anything. But I was reading a few blogs written by friends (which included one very interesting post about a poem) and the blogging bug started biting again. Lets start off with college.
I'm a senior! Yay! I drive to college now! Yay! I'm in both badminton and choir(dropped American Football)! Yay! I'm in really boring classes! Sarcastic Yay!
Now we'll go backwards: Boring classes first. Interdisciplinary Studies, Physics and Chemistry. 3 consecutive hours 45 minutes of battling with my eyelids, willing them to stay open. A class where the lecturer seems hell-bent on getting her points across to you to the point of being repetitive; a class where the lecturer seems to be talking to himself, entertaining himself with problems; a class where we sit and do nothing but listen and watches as the lecturer attempts to use Google Images to teach a lesson. I won't say that I'm the model student, but I really cannot bring myself to get psyched up for any of these classes. These classes are necessary for my future but, at times, I find myself thinking about half dragon half monkeys.
After class activities are so much fun nowadays! Badminton especially! I didn't know it was that popular... All of a sudden, there was a surge of people wanting to join the club and it's only been the third week of the club's opening. We might actually have to decline people soon as we are running out of space for players! The amount of talent Sunway University College has is really astounding. It makes being captain well worth it. Just watching them play makes your racket hand itch to play too. The best part is that everyone is there just to have a good time and have fun so it's easy to enjoy what you're doing, even if you have no idea what the hell it is you're doing in the first place.
Choir (Nothing like Glee). Another club which had a sudden surge of new members. I didn't go there for two weeks but when I was able to go, the room was pretty much filled up! Granted, it is not a very BIG room, but it's hard to remember when the room was last as full as it is now. The members there are so much fun that we get through the work needed to be done quite quickly and happily. And of course, some credit has to go to the overseeing lecturer, Miss Chia, who happens to be my favorite teacher. She's just funny. Everyone in choir club seems to get along with one another and with Miss Chia, and even singing the National Anthem can become fun. Weird, but fun.
I drive. It still freaks me out to drive sometimes... It doesn't feel like I belong in the driving seat. I'd much rather sit in the backseat where you can calmly observe everything. Having to drive every morning and worry about what other drivers are about to do is not an ideal cup of tea. Plus, the car is a Proton Kancil. A car that looks like a cat can push over, a car that shakes when it reaches 110km/h, a car that cannot be seen by buses and trucks. I like the car. Honest. The height, control, speed and everything to do with the car is to my liking. Getting my way around town is still a bit... confusing. As a passenger, I didn't really take in the roads, so now when I'm in the driver's seat, I wish I did.
And finally, being a senior. Not much to say really. The juniors are fun and they're actually my age, so we get along fine. But the only problem is that the other seniors seem to disperse into their own studying groups and not hang out as much as we used to. I guess work really takes a toll on people. I won't complain though, things are interesting enough as they are. A lot of things for me to observe.
I just realized that I posted this under the title "Melaka/Malacca" and yet I don't know what to write about it. So, I'll just give you the overview:
Went to Melaka on a class trip. Watched a dance/performance. Swung on an old-style kampung swing. Rode a really boring horse. Hung out with Guzelle and Rezal. Shared lame jokes to everyone in the bus (the lamest of them being "where do you take a dying man?" - if you want the answer, ask). Ate cendol Melaka which was really, really yummy. Took a Beca ride tour of Melaka.
That's about it.
Oh, and I'm also taking Bahasa Kebangsaan class which is a class where you learn Malay. The latest class was funny... We were learning about how  to say the right intonation for the words and it just so happened that the example used was "Kos" like cost. The lecturer kept saying "you shouldn't pronounce it 'Kus'" and that just made all 3 of the Arabic-understanding students laugh (me included). Then he made a few students repeat and we laughed even harder. For all those who do not understand, please ask me in person because I do not want to write the reason down in my blog.
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