Saturday, March 24, 2007

unfriendly competition.

hello ppl... its been a week or so since my last blog. i do intend to write as soon as i get sumthing to write on, so if u r act following the progress of my blog, tq, n check back often.



first i'd like to say ive got no specific topic dis time. erm, its been a somewhat routine week for me. lets go straight to the highlights of the week...



tests. yes, tests. the thing students fear the most. no matter how prepared you think you are or how UNprepared you think you are, tests can surprise u. i had my engineering gfx(autocad stuff) n my meb(material n energy balance) test dis week. d eg test, not so good lah, i couldnt finish on time due to some careless mistakes... so typical of me. well, i am who i am, nothing left to do but to learn from ur mistakes... n d meb,.... the perfect word to describe it is disastrous or perhaps catastrophic. yes, strong words.. if there was a test dat was considered 2 b d hardest, dis one would probably be it for now. d thing bout meb is, no matter how much u study, u cant really say wuts goin to come out.. theres so many ways dat d questions can be twisted n manipulated. so even if u think uve covered everything, dont b so confident... damn. i really studied for this one. granted, i didnt do dat many exercises, but still, i had d basics, i studied to the very last word. no example in d notes dat i didnt understand. hell, i even corrected d errors in d notes itself! well, better luck next time i guess.. oh yeah, my asasi test.. asasi meaning asuhan ajaran islam or sumtin like dat... huhuhu. dis is one test dat i practically did NOT study for. haha. n d test expects me to know d translation of surah al ikhlas n al ma'un... hahaha. in times of crisis, drastic measures need to be taken... tpaksa la tiru. haha. tak tiru mmg fail, sia2 je sem ni. im not proud of it, but u gotta do wut u gotta do...





okay, enuf bout d tests. wut else ek? oh yeah, it seems dat i possess an ability dat not everyone has. well, my mother likes to call it being nocturnal, or for u guys dat do not know d meaning of d word, to b active in d nite, to sleep during d day. hehe. jadi kelawar la, in plain melayu pasar language.. ntah la, not quite sure why i take it for granted, probably bcoz in my family, except for my mother, everyone else sleeps real late(my dad, my brother n myself). only here in utp did i realise, dat ppl's appearance change like hell when they dont get enuf sleep or when they dont sleep early. serious shit! haha. sorry for d language. ppl dat may seem cute as a kitten in d day, may look like a bulldog at nite! haha. i did not know dat. seriously. d thing dat made me notice is here in utp, every monday we have to finish our lab reports rite, n dis thing takes like hours to finish, and seeing how my group usually starts doin the thing at 10 or 11, its bound to finish at 3 or 4 am... so, my lab partners, their appearance changes drastically at nite! haha. kind of like the werewolf thing, but without d murderous rampage and thirst for blood. haha. their eyes turn bloodshot and moist, their faces seem to lack the radiance it has in d daytime, n they dont seem as cheerful as usual. of cos, to me dis is weird, bcoz theres no diff in my appearance regardless of the time, except for maybe the bags under my eyes, n maybe i yawn a lot.. hehe. perhaps the staying-up-late-at-nite thing is hereditary, my dad is also nocturnal. like father, like son, they say. hehe.





dis week also, i was invited(more like forced) to attend a half-day workshop on hiv n aids awareness.. hehe. it was compulsory, but at least you get 7 bucks n free tea break, so wut the hell.. so when i first got there, the first thing i realised is dat i forgot my earphones... i planned on bringing them with me, bcoz i anticipated d workshop to be as boring as watching grass grow.. hehe. surprisingly, it wasnt boring at all.. it was quite fun, and at the same time educational. at least now i know how not to get infected with aids.. hehe.





n finally, i've saved d sumwhat best (or not) for last. me and the guys here are starting to get hooked on dota these days. no, dota is not a new kind of drug, in case sum1 is wondering, its a computer game.. actually, im not really sure i should be writing this, it might make matters worse, but wut the heck, i dont mean to offend.. so back to the story, wut happened was dat one of the guys didnt fancy losing too much. apparently dis guy takes d game too seriously.. n too make matters a bit more uncomfortable for me, i was on the winning side n it wudnt b too much to say dat i was d one responsible for d other sides loss. okay, so wut im writing next is absolutely THEORETICAL, purely based on my observations and assumptions k. jz to clarify the situation. after d game ended, d guy locks his room and logs off the gtalk, not allowing us to congregate after a game, like we always do, and when i cntct d guy using another chat room, he suddenly logs off. so from dat i ASSUME he's pissed with me. moving on,he doesnt unlock his room until in the morning when someone bangs on the door. seeing the door unlocked, i stood in front of the room,jz to see if he's really upset, or my crazy mind makin up crazy assumptions again. apparently, after approximately 3 seconds standing 1 feet from the door, i saw what seemed like a kick from the guy, slamming the door, indirectly in my face. again, dis is another assumption of mine, when u slam the door on sumone, u're not juz pissed with dat sumone, u're friggin PISSED OFF with dat sumone. hell, i could barely see where d guy was when he kicked the damn door. maybe he caught my scent and reflex actions caused him to kick the door.. haha. who knows... 





lets just state for the record here dat im starting to get a bit pissed myself.. for one thing, IT'S A COMPUTER GAME! for goodness sake, get a hold of yourself. when sumone wins, sumone's bound to lose. bak kata org melayu, menang kalah adat permainan, takut kalah jangan main... hehe, ok, so i made the last part up, but still, its true..



~*i act wrote a whole lot more crap in this part, but considering the fact dat he's still my fren, no need to criticize(? not sure if dis is d rite word 2 use..) him too much..*~





to the guy dat im referring to, u know who u r, no hard feelings la ek? after all, ni sume assumptions ak je. xsmstinyer btl. kalo slh ak mntk maaf la, kot ak sj dajal ko ke dlm game kn. tp jgn ler terasa, game semata2, men utk sonok, bkn utk gaduh.. well, maybe gaduh tu buat sonok, tp gaduh dlm game ok, gaduh kt luar x ok... haha.





i think dat pretty much sums up all d highlights of my week. not exactly dat interesting i guess, but definitely more interesting than watching grass grow. haha. till next time, chow. its 7 35 am, n ak xtdo lagi. not bcoz i ve been writing dis blog, but bcoz i was playing dota... the addiction begins. haha. klah, to finalise dis blog, im goin to tell u guys wut im goin to do exactly after dis.





"so why don't we, sleep all week, sleep all day, sleep all week, sleep all day, over, and over..."





jason mraz. one of my fav artists. chow.


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