Its been a week since i started university life, and all i can say, it was a roller coaster of emotions.
It started with orientation for about 3 and half days. It was pure torture and hell. The OC aka orientation committee, didnt help to make it fun. All i heard during orientation was "PANTAS SISWI PANTAS!", "AWAK MENGANTUK, ORANG LAGI MENGANTUK! AWAK PENAT, ORANG LAIN LAGI PENAT! JANGAN JADI SELFISH!", and some other stupid stuff that i didn't even bother listening because i was too busy trying to get some sleep. During the briefings, the ones that weren't too important, i'll sleep. Other times i'll sleep and i do not care if people judge, some of them probably went through the same thing. Orientation starts as early 5 am till 1 am. I did not have any time to waste. During hell week, as i prefer to call it, i ate in the fastest time recorded by me, i ate the least ever recorded by me, and had no time to freshen up myself, thoroughly.
Whenever i checked my phone for messages, i'll start tearing up with even the slightest, "hai, are you okay? how's things?". I'll admit it, i was really homesick. Only god knows how many times i've cried in that span of 4 days. I didn't have time to talk to my parents, especially my mom. It was frustrating because she didn't get to send me to university and was too busy with her work, not that i mind, but it still sad. When i finally had the time, i bawled instantly, she was more than shocked. She didn't expect me cry that hard, because i've been a strong hearted person in the family and the toughest among my close friends. Throughout the phone call, i did not stop crying at all. I kept on saying i wanted to go home, i wanted to change campus, i wanted to change course, asking her to do anything she can with her power to get me outta of this hell place. It took a while for my mom to calm me down, but she did it. Home sick was real.
Internet here is like HARAM! I have to walk everywhere in the room to get connection, most of the time i don't. The other thing, here in university, is bloody hot! Can you imagine, walking from my kolej, to the academic buildings, which is on the other side of the world, its far as fuck. And the heat isn't helping not one bit. It takes about 15 minutes to walk if you are walking a normal pace, and less if you walk faster. Oh yeah, one thing, i gave up with my useless internet, i bought an internet broadband that is shared with my 2 awesome room mates.
My room mates are the wildest bunch of all. Im grateful to have them as room mates, who aren't shy and scared to open up and laugh till you are in tears. We compromise with each other and get each other too. In one week, we got closer to each other and already hoping to be room mates in the next semester. Insha Allah...
My classmates are nice. Well, its only been a week though. There's still a lot to discover. I've come closer with some of them. The down point of my classmates is there's only 3 boys. There was 4, but one had to moved for personal reasons. The dude that moved away was, honestly, hot. He was even a gentleman, from the 2 hour he sat behind me. But at least i got to talk to him, even for a few minutes. His name will forever remain a secret. I planned to keep low profile this time, after being famous during school, i thought it should be cool to blend in once a while. I told my friends about it. Well, of course they laughed and didn't believe it. hahahahahah The next day, i was appointed leader for one of the groups in english class. My low profile didn't last long. The day after that, i was appointed the treasurer for my class. So much for that huh?
Later of the week, i had to go for extra curriculum, which kinda stupid seemingly i'm already 18 and don't need any of this shit anymore. But since its a subject, so i have to take. I took up brass band, something close to my love, music. There were only 2 people including me who knows how to play the piano. I even in a higher grade than the diploma president. But he's probably has more experience.
That's all for now.
Friday, June 12, 2015
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Thanks bitches
All of us are just waiting time.
Waiting for the time to enter university life. Waiting for the right person. Waiting the right moment. Waiting to die. Time does not wait for us.
These past few months has taught me a few things.
1) Spend time as much as you can with your loved ones.
2) Sleep till you just have to wake up.
3) The friends you spent time in these last few months will remain with you.
I was playing badminton with my friends last week. Dinner at mamak followed after that. So we ate, drank, laughed our asses off, argued about the stupidest things and such. Coming home after that, while i was alone with my thoughts, i was thinking, "damn, i'll miss them" and started crying. Looking back at the endless pictures we took, remembering the moments captured. As a the only child, you feel a different kind of loneliness and the only way to escape is through your best friends. That is probably why i spend too much time with them, before university starts and i won't be seeing them as many times as i want. Communication will be limited too since all of us will be busy with studies, assignments and tests. I won't be surprised if i'll be crying one night just by chatting goofy topic with my friends.
Mom always say to me " spend as much time as you can with them while you still have the opportunity. These are the friends that will stay with you forever. when you enrolled in university, you won't have the time to meet with each other. Cherish everything that you have been through. Everything. Arguments, hang outs, memories. It will live with you forever." After hearing that statement, i almost cried. There is just so many things to remember, and i am scared that i will forget and have nothing to remind me of it.
I am thankful for the pictures that lies on my desk, walls of my room, my phone and even in my parents' car. It reminds me at the most random time.
I do hope i will stay friends with all of you. You are the bane of my existence. You are the reason i have the will to continue my life. You were there for me when i needed. Believe me when i say that you will not be forgotten. At all. I will be the most clingy, overly-attached friend you will ever have. I hope y'all will miss me no matter where you are. All the sarcastic remarks i said, the deep conversations at 3 a.m, my evil tricks, my love for disney and all my habits that you learned all over the years of our friendship. Thanks for being there for me. Thank you for accepting me. Thank you for our friendship.
I love you bitches.
Waiting for the time to enter university life. Waiting for the right person. Waiting the right moment. Waiting to die. Time does not wait for us.
These past few months has taught me a few things.
1) Spend time as much as you can with your loved ones.
2) Sleep till you just have to wake up.
3) The friends you spent time in these last few months will remain with you.
I was playing badminton with my friends last week. Dinner at mamak followed after that. So we ate, drank, laughed our asses off, argued about the stupidest things and such. Coming home after that, while i was alone with my thoughts, i was thinking, "damn, i'll miss them" and started crying. Looking back at the endless pictures we took, remembering the moments captured. As a the only child, you feel a different kind of loneliness and the only way to escape is through your best friends. That is probably why i spend too much time with them, before university starts and i won't be seeing them as many times as i want. Communication will be limited too since all of us will be busy with studies, assignments and tests. I won't be surprised if i'll be crying one night just by chatting goofy topic with my friends.
Mom always say to me " spend as much time as you can with them while you still have the opportunity. These are the friends that will stay with you forever. when you enrolled in university, you won't have the time to meet with each other. Cherish everything that you have been through. Everything. Arguments, hang outs, memories. It will live with you forever." After hearing that statement, i almost cried. There is just so many things to remember, and i am scared that i will forget and have nothing to remind me of it.
I am thankful for the pictures that lies on my desk, walls of my room, my phone and even in my parents' car. It reminds me at the most random time.
I do hope i will stay friends with all of you. You are the bane of my existence. You are the reason i have the will to continue my life. You were there for me when i needed. Believe me when i say that you will not be forgotten. At all. I will be the most clingy, overly-attached friend you will ever have. I hope y'all will miss me no matter where you are. All the sarcastic remarks i said, the deep conversations at 3 a.m, my evil tricks, my love for disney and all my habits that you learned all over the years of our friendship. Thanks for being there for me. Thank you for accepting me. Thank you for our friendship.
I love you bitches.
Monday, April 13, 2015
Something To Live For
The four and half months of holidays has taught me something, live life to fullest.
After being in school for 11 solid years, i finally got the rest that i deserved. I'm blessed to have such a great family and the best of friends. All of them have their own values and also the small faults. But hey, nobody's perfect right?
2014 was a year filled with happiness, endless laughter, tears, and pure emotions. Being in the last year of schooling, you tend to fill even sad to leave those baggy uniforms, delicious oily canteen food, bastards and bitches roaming through the corridors of the school, the best teachers in the world, and the most important is your friends that you spent all those memories together. I for one, am not afraid or embarrassed to admit that i'll miss school. The school held too many memories. The teachers know me too well. Hell, even the kakak canteen can joke around with me. It was fun while it lasted. But like everyone else in this universe, i have to move on and start a new chapter.
There was Larian Twelveans, one of the most successful event i organised with my squad. It was such a good day. The event went well as planned. Each of my squad did their duty and it went smoothly. I still remember what some of the teachers said to me. "This is by far the most organised event your squad ever handled." I am not lying when i say that i was smiling from ear to ear when hearing that comment.
Then, the drama club was full of surprises. We worked hard and strong to win in both zon and district levels. My team was by far the most energetic, loud, cheerful, random school that participated. We took too many selfies than a normal person should. Even our teachers were embarrassed to admit that we were their students. The bus ride was something else. Not only they were actors and actresses, but they were also singers. Some of them have very nice vocals, but the other half just should just stick to singing in the showers. The other drama club was also a life changing experience. Again, we were the most the loudest bunch there was but who cares. Even though we didn't win, y'all win in my heart. Everything comes with such bitter sweet memories that will live on forever.
Merdeka Raya celebration was something i looked forward too. Some of my friends agreed to match colors of our outfits. The pictures we took were just beautiful. All of us had fun singing our hearts out to the national anthems and waving our national flags proudly. It was sight not to be forgotten. A few weeks before that was the school carnival, and let me tell you something. Every sweat, arguments, late night planning, early morning cooking was worth it. My class did the best that we could selling, marketing our class booth and whatnot. At the end of the day, we won! I went home feeling proud with that achievement. One of the best events ever.
I love planning events. Sometimes too much. Planning a friend's surprise party and an annual dinner wasn't easy. Luckily i have friends who were so kind to help out. From ordering button badges, to being scolded by my parents, and loosing more sleep day by day. It took a toll in the daily routine. But in the end, both events ended with BANG!
The surprise party was indeed a surprise. My friend did not suspected anything was shock to the bones when they brought the brownie and started singing the birthday song. His face and reaction was just priceless. The annual dinner went fine, we barely survived with lack of my money and man power. But the dinner was a success. We even had a photo booth service to capture moments. The teachers joined the fun with students. It was such a beautiful scene watching the teachers and students interacting with each other. We managed to pull it off and i couldn't ask for more.
Then came graduation. The one thing that i love about it were the pictures i took with my friends and teachers. With the people that i might not encounter in the future. It reminds of the friendships that were bonded before. Also, the pictures held memories. Such memories. Everyone dressed in suit and tie, for the guys, while the ladies try to outdo each other and teachers. The venue added the serenity to the environment which was both fun and exciting. I was glad the school held the graduation in the best way possible.
It was something to look back and smile.
After being in school for 11 solid years, i finally got the rest that i deserved. I'm blessed to have such a great family and the best of friends. All of them have their own values and also the small faults. But hey, nobody's perfect right?
2014 was a year filled with happiness, endless laughter, tears, and pure emotions. Being in the last year of schooling, you tend to fill even sad to leave those baggy uniforms, delicious oily canteen food, bastards and bitches roaming through the corridors of the school, the best teachers in the world, and the most important is your friends that you spent all those memories together. I for one, am not afraid or embarrassed to admit that i'll miss school. The school held too many memories. The teachers know me too well. Hell, even the kakak canteen can joke around with me. It was fun while it lasted. But like everyone else in this universe, i have to move on and start a new chapter.
There was Larian Twelveans, one of the most successful event i organised with my squad. It was such a good day. The event went well as planned. Each of my squad did their duty and it went smoothly. I still remember what some of the teachers said to me. "This is by far the most organised event your squad ever handled." I am not lying when i say that i was smiling from ear to ear when hearing that comment.
Then, the drama club was full of surprises. We worked hard and strong to win in both zon and district levels. My team was by far the most energetic, loud, cheerful, random school that participated. We took too many selfies than a normal person should. Even our teachers were embarrassed to admit that we were their students. The bus ride was something else. Not only they were actors and actresses, but they were also singers. Some of them have very nice vocals, but the other half just should just stick to singing in the showers. The other drama club was also a life changing experience. Again, we were the most the loudest bunch there was but who cares. Even though we didn't win, y'all win in my heart. Everything comes with such bitter sweet memories that will live on forever.
Merdeka Raya celebration was something i looked forward too. Some of my friends agreed to match colors of our outfits. The pictures we took were just beautiful. All of us had fun singing our hearts out to the national anthems and waving our national flags proudly. It was sight not to be forgotten. A few weeks before that was the school carnival, and let me tell you something. Every sweat, arguments, late night planning, early morning cooking was worth it. My class did the best that we could selling, marketing our class booth and whatnot. At the end of the day, we won! I went home feeling proud with that achievement. One of the best events ever.
I love planning events. Sometimes too much. Planning a friend's surprise party and an annual dinner wasn't easy. Luckily i have friends who were so kind to help out. From ordering button badges, to being scolded by my parents, and loosing more sleep day by day. It took a toll in the daily routine. But in the end, both events ended with BANG!
The surprise party was indeed a surprise. My friend did not suspected anything was shock to the bones when they brought the brownie and started singing the birthday song. His face and reaction was just priceless. The annual dinner went fine, we barely survived with lack of my money and man power. But the dinner was a success. We even had a photo booth service to capture moments. The teachers joined the fun with students. It was such a beautiful scene watching the teachers and students interacting with each other. We managed to pull it off and i couldn't ask for more.
Then came graduation. The one thing that i love about it were the pictures i took with my friends and teachers. With the people that i might not encounter in the future. It reminds of the friendships that were bonded before. Also, the pictures held memories. Such memories. Everyone dressed in suit and tie, for the guys, while the ladies try to outdo each other and teachers. The venue added the serenity to the environment which was both fun and exciting. I was glad the school held the graduation in the best way possible.
It was something to look back and smile.
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