It's quiet here now, in the computer lab.
Freaking 9 in the morning, what the hell am I doing here?

Have been skipping all my 8-am classes this semester, but today, is the last day of my 8-am class before the Raya break, have to give face to the lecturer right?
So, mai purposely woke up early this morning, got ready for class..
[BUT MEMANG KENOT SLEEP, BECAUSE HAD TROUBLE BREATHING THE NIGHT BEFORE, ENDED UP WAITING FOR THE DAY TO COME]

Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant.

Used to remember the days when I would write 7-8 times a day, even when I was in my Study Break..hehe..but now, I barely have time to write, sometimes when I have the mood to write, I have nothing to write. My picture album is full, waiting for me to post the pictures up, but NO TIME, people! TAK ADA MASA!

Daily routine would be: Morning--> Class
                                  Afternoon--> Class
                                  Evening--> Class
                                  Night--> MeetingS

Siao man I tell you my life this semester. Let me assure you this, it's gonna be the same for the next semester too! and then the following semester..then the following one..f*ck..hehe..

Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant.

I shall be home this WEdnesday for the 1-week midsem break cum Raya holidays. Then do alil travelling with ma family to Genting Highlands on Friday, then come back to UTP on Wednesday again. After the break would be more tests and events, then finals will commence. So fast lah the semester has been.

*blink-blink* then Semester break..*blink-blink* jao 21 years old, then 22, 23, then see see, 40 years old already..wahlao..I don't want time to pass by so fast leh..sob..sob...

You know ah, so long I didn't go yumcha with my own friends. Mamak also takde already this semester. Ask my MAMAK KAKI in UTP, manaku telah pergi di Semester ini..Ask my FRIENDS in Ipoh, who always ask me whether I am back for the weekend or not..Ask my blogger friends, lagi barely see me write. Wahliao..how can? no life already!

Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant. Shall not rant.

I am currently hooked onto The Simpsons Season 19, and South Park.
psst..can life be more saddening than this?

In case you thought I have vanished from this earth, I have been doing alot of things lately. One of them was



You don't get to see me in here, coz I am holding the camera. But I was involved in this project for UCITY- Society for Civil Engineering Students..
We held English classes for the primary kids there, berbuka puasa with the villages, played bunga api+meriam with them and had good yummy food. It was an eye-opening experience for the International Students especially, as they realized the food they have been having in UTP is not Malay Food really.
(more pictures available soon)

I seriously like this one up there.
"We are the South Africans!"
From left to right: ME, Natasha, and Akosua
Now this is what we would call, Integration tanpa racism.
Me being the Malaysian Chinese, Natasha being the African Indian, Akosua being the pure African. Canteeekk!

And they don't believe I am from Malaysia. With the ever-so-hyped about drinking and clubbing. With mega earphone chucked into my ears most of the time, I am now officially a South African! *wassup dude!* (pounds a peace sign on the chest)

dah balik.

esok nak gi genting. siapa ada gi sana?

boleh kontek aku. aku rasa aku akan rasa boring.

panggil aku ek?..hihi..

I am still writing in Genting. Man, what would the chinese say would be, "人山人海!"
Direct translation would be "men hill, men sea" or if you want it to be in the Bahasa Kebangsaan in conjunction with the celebration of Hari Raya Adiladha, would be "Orang gunung, orang laut!".  So there you go, my first humour of the day.

I have always tried to put on a serious face, but to no avail, people still thinks I am joking. Like what one of my juniors, HooiYee would always say,
"AngKhian ah, your every word is like a funny joke."

and then I would put on a serious face and told her,
"I have a serious side too.."

and seconds later, she laughed. like really really loud.
like wth..=.="

Gotta write more. Gotta write more.

Holidays ending soon. Damn it.! I haven't even done a single thing. So screwed man! Went to Izzat's this afternoon, had superb lunch as usual. The only thing she knows how to cook is Spaggheti with white cream sauce. I have been having that for the past don't know how many years already. But who's complaining. As long as I get to taste her mom's cooking, the rendang and lemang, it's all that matters. The spaggheti also eat because Izzati cooked one..haha..

Anyway, tomorrow going rumah-bervisit at one of the lecturer's house in Ipoh. Hope to collect Duit Raya, eat some nice Raya Food and also get tips for TEST 2. Muahahaha..strategize first..hehe..Coincidently, this lecturer happens to be my senior back in MGS. It's a small small world I tell you.!

Anyway, pictures which I think should be posted up!

From left: ME,Harpreet, KeeHui, Ceasar,Natasha, Akosua, Cossa, Vannak

One's girl missing..haih, shiouting lor!..hehe..
The three civilians posing with the signboard, in the middle of nowhere..



Us doing the painting job. The mural, which we practically painted everything. Well, I didn't do everything lah, i was there, just to pose here and there alil..haha..



Where was I just now? Holidays almost over and what the heck am I doing in Tabulas?!!!

suet mei, happy birthday.
Finally legal age huh?
but I bet you've done all the illegal stuffs in Manchester, so screw being 21!

I guess some people just don't understand how hard it is to accept something new. Ok, I can hear some of you out there, chanting "There she goes again.."

Fuck! Everytime I get a haircut, I come home and get upset. Almost everytime the same thing goes on. Double Fuck! I just don't get it. I go to the hairstylist, hoping to get a decent haircut, a.k.a trim just alil, and when the time I exit the shop, I freak out and go home a.s.a.p.

I was thinking that since EDX is around the corner, and it would be good to have a clean cut, to look professional and formal in a way, so I went to have my hair cut, a day before I drive back to UTP.  My mum told me that the usual one I've been going is not open today, so she asked me to try a new place which she thinks it's better. Much expensive but better wor. So, blindly I followed her.

I went in, and a guy came and served me. Damn! Come to think of it, all my hairstylists were guys. Ok, fuck that thought, anyway, he asked me what I wanted to do today, and I told him, I want something simple, just trim it will do. And then he went on, about giving myself a new look, this and that. Voila! An hour later, there I was, freaked out when I had my glasses on, thinking who's there in the reflection. Damn.

I planned to go to Jusco earlier, changed of plans, headed straight home. Mum seems pleased. Dad was ok with it. But I locked myself in the room. /

It's 2 hours now, I am still locked in the room. I don't freaking want to go out. Not until I need to go to the bathroom.

Despite being busy with work, I took time off to blog-hop, hoping to find some interesting reading materials and I did. Went to a blogpage of a friends, and coming from a Chinese-based school, her English language is not bad at all. In fact, I dare say, it's even better than mine! Or probably I never took the initiative to improve myself. It's been such a long time since I held a book in my hands, and actually read it. The only books I am reading now, are my text books and reference books.

In her entries, she wrote about her having difficulties to find a good BUDDY. As I read her post furthur, it soon dawned upon me that I, too face the same problem as her.

People come to me, telling me that they have good friends to hang onto. They are going out with their best friends, and they have pillow talks, etc. I look into the mirror and the only reflection I see, is myself. I can barely see anyone whom I can trust fully. Who I am certain that one day wouldn't turn on me. It's so hard to find someone whom can be trusted with your life.
The people whom I know are selfish, kiasu and kiamsap. Not all of them, but some of them just wants to take advantage of you. When you are weak, they come to you, hoping to get something out of you. But when you need something in return, they often turn their backs at you, look away, and they move on with their lives. And so, you are stuck with the crummy life of yours.

I know I sound as if it's really hard to have a good friend. Now, don't get me wrong, it's easy, but it really does depend on oneself. For me, I have trouble trusting anyone but myself. Yes, no one can live independantly on himself, in fact, in matters of surviving in this society, we often depend on one another. But really, who are your real friends, and who your foes are.This we have to be sure all the time.




To the friends who feel the same way as I do, nothing is impossible. But sometimes, all we need to do is let our guards down A LITTLE and see what the life has prepare for us. And when we are really upset, all we need is just a couple of friends to laugh at us, and certainly, it will make all the difference.
(Afterall we still need to kick some ass at times right?)



And if you still doubting, there's always Praying.
and living your life fulltime ONLINE.
People are generally more friendly online, as noticed by me.

* Forgive me with such an entry. I am not in a sober mode now. I am in fact, burried under my books daily. Damn! That's worst than having no life.

Most of you who are abroad, do not ASSUME that I have already forgotten about you. Just because I was quiet, doesn't mean I do not remember the times we spend in high school. And just because I see you on my MSN contact list, doesn't mean I have to *ping-ping* you. And again, just because you see me online, doesn't mean I am right in front of the computer.

Yeah, abit dramatic, but I found it funny when Yeesan *ping-ping* me on Gtalk the other day, asking me one silly question, "Do you remember me?"

Heck!! I was surprised to read that 30 minutes later. FYI, Yeesan is a friend of mine, who left Malaysia (and me!) to London, to do her dunno-what-course. She is one lucky fella, though I felt that it was kinda shocking that she turned down a Medical scholarship to Russia which many would be hunting for, but this is Yeesan we are talking about. Constantly doing something out of the ordinary.

Anyway, I promised her pictures of me, so forgive me for being so cam-whorish.

This is a picture of me before I had my haircut. Damn, I can enjoy looking at myself like the whole day okay..hehehe..

Ok, that was when I was sane okay...and there, during the Raya break, when boredoom struck, I went to have a new haircut...damn..

Really alot of hair loss okay..No kidding!!..maybe it's not so obvious here, but alot of people were already commenting..sigh..
Oh yeah, I have this most-sepeted eyes...ah!! got enlargement for eyes ah? wanna do plastic surgery already...

Oklah, Yeesan, use my picture as wallpaper okay..This goes to the rest who misses me sooooooooooooo much..ok?
*Just don't have wet dreams about me..That would be so geli*

Pukul Enam setengah pagi, kami diminta untuk berkumpul di depan Kampung 2, untuk menunggu bas. Kami diberitahu pada awal-awal yang kami akan melawati Empangan Temengor dan Empangan Bersia yang terletak di Perak. Namun begitu, malam sebelum lawatan itu, beberapa orang yang terlibat dengan EDX menghadiri post-mortem yang tamat pada pukul 4pagi, menghadapi kesukaran untuk tidur selepas itu, telah mengambil keputusan drastik untuk tidak tidur dan menunggu sehingga pukul Enam Setengah. Oleh itu, agak ramai yang telah pergi ke mamak untuk menunngu masa berlalu dan juga mengisi perut.

3 buses were waiting for us there, when we arrived at 6.30 in the morning. 100+ students who were taking Hydraulics this semester were brought for a field trip by the lecturer to visit the damn dams in Perak. We were expected to go under the sun the whole day, while analyzing the dams, as well as exploring them, well, this was part of the whole course, it seems. Being the excited us, we expected something more than work, we were praying for fun.

Little did we know that the lecturer would want to give us lecture in front of the dams under the hot sun. Our skins were burning. We even had difficulties, juggling between the notes we were holding, and listening to what the lecturer had to say, which his voice was drowned by the amount of students voices, and to some who were holding their umbrellas, I tabik benar-benar lah! 

We were asked to take pictures and short video clips of the dams. And to expect questions from this field trip to come out in our TEST2:HYDRAULICS..GREAT. !?　

We were also expected to pose in front of the dams and take pictures of us. Not like I have a problem with that anyway, considering I prefer taking pictures of myself (and then, drool over myself after that..hehehe). Under the blazing sun, with the scorching heat, we had to pay full attention and concentration to answer the lecturer's questions as well as posting good questions to him so that he could answer them. Questions like those, would probably come out during TEST2.

First dam, we really paid attention. Though it was under the sun, yet, I tried understanding what he was saying as well as took some pictures of the dam. However it was the lack of sleep that took the toll of me when I started to feel lil dizzy and was pretty sure I was going to faint at any moment. I did not, anyway. But I was really thankful that I got the training from NS, which resulted me not being afraid under the sun-rays even without the cap, the umbrella, the long sleeve shirt and sunblock lotion. Don't say I am being plain stupid for doing that, but I just thought such luxuries are not appropriate if we chose this field of engineering in the first place. We are expected to endure the heat and rays after all..so why not, start now?

We kept moving up and down from the bus, stopping at every corner of the electric-generating dams, to get a good look of them and the lecturer decided to give a lecture in between. Up to the 2nd dam, I was getting impatient as my period decided to come and I was having massive backache, so I got fed up and camwhore with my coursemates instead. In the bus, I was counting the hours when I can reach UTP, and get some decent rest. The bus seats were cramped together, and I had trouble trying to doze off, although I did, but I woke up with an aching back.

All in all, it was a good experience. Something to take our minds away from the busy week ahead with tests, as well as the "round-the-corner-FINALS". Next weekend, we will be heading down to Kelantan for 3D2N for another fieldtrip. This time, it's because of CONCRETE.

Next entry up ahead, blogging about EDX20. I know though it had ended 3 days ago, but I really need sometime to recollect myself and do some reflection. Shall write about it soon, if not tonight.

So, not everyday of my life is upsetting..

I have my shot in having fun too. Today's just one of those days when you can't have fun by the way. 2 tests in a row, and the two are my killer subjects. One of them which I don't even know what's happening at all. Consequence of skipping all your 8-am classes..

*Reminder for all juniors: Do not skip any classes. Even if you don't understand the lecturers. Just sit there, and pretend to understand.

Well, am rushing for another test later at 5, which I have to start studying from scratch. Geezus, yet, I am writing a quickie, to keep my mind sane. Theory of Structures is not an easy subject when you have no strong foundation.

*Another tip: Do not think you can runaway from past mistakes. They will haunt you.

Dressed up for presentation that day, but it turned out that there was no need for presentation at all. Geram, and everyone blamed me the night before because I clearly read the instructions that there was no need for presentation, but EVERYONE insisted there's one. So, we woke up early that day, changed into formal wear and waited for 2 hours in the lab. When we later found out that there was no need for presentation. Ok, there was no point for me to rub salt into the wound, so I kept quiet and proclaimed "I WAS RIGHT, TOLD YOU!!" silently.

We managed to take a few pictures though and this is my HSE group members for Safety Corner category.



Alright, then after we managed to shoo everyone away, we took a picture of solely Civil Engineering students instead.



Last but not least, one for the road..