Tuesday, March 31, 2009


I had a practical class for Web Page Design this morning. 8 AM class.

You know there are times when you want to skip reality and bury your head further into your pillow?

Yeah. This is one of those days for me. Yeap! Another bad morning.

Apparently, someone has one of his worst. My practical tutor was exceptionally quiet this morning. Too quiet compare to his usual self.Not to mention he looked a little...unwell. Then, he cleared his throat. And PAUSE. I was going "uh-oh" in my head when he did that.

Bad omen.

Then he spoke. And loud gasps drown the quiet atmosphere of the entire class as we heard his voice. No offense but it was very much like chalk grating against the chalk board as it had a scratchy edge to it. Some of my classmates sniggered(very mean of you guys), I just went "OMG, OMG".

Some peeps had premonition that this day would come awhile ago. He seems to have so much to do, teaching for hours and hours every day and rushing back and forth between Kampar and PJ campus. Not to mention all the homework and assignments piling on his desk. And he'd be having another lecture with us after this, with that throat of his.

As expected of the students, they laughed upon hearing his voice.

But just to put it in glaringly obvious words, don't get us wrong. I don't know about other classes, but our class's kids happens to like our tutor a lot. Because he was always so patient with us,making sure that we understand the details of what we're learning. And its so very fortunate for us that he is so dedicated.

I felt kind of guilty throughout the entire class. I don't know why but I just do. So i just kept my mouth shut during the entire time in his class.

Oh, and Mr.Pek came in. My friend practically push his asleep-friend awake. He woke up with bloodshot eyes, wondering whats going on. Mr Pek's intention was to present certificates for the achievers in our stream and those who had contributed for the stream like class reps, course rep and etc.

Then they actually posted all our results. Why do they post the second class bunch as well?

Mr. Pek can actually be quite funny. But judging from his sarcasm, his words could sting pretty
well too.

Then he told us not to torture our tutor any further. NO WAY. And faulty equipment like that mic cord should be changed. For goodness's sake!

Saturday, March 28, 2009


There MIGHT be some changes I have to adapt to in here: new housemates will be moving in and my he-housemate will be moving next door. No more big TV to play PS for him I guess.
Suppose we scares him off and so he requested to move?

What? I'd give it up to you,I have some fundamental decency,but can get very crazy with my imagination and critical in my speech. And my roommate and I have been friends for a long time now so I'm pretty honest with her.

I don't know why but I thought JP looked a little gloomy about the new arrangement. The fact is,I got used to he-housemate being in the house. With him, we don't really have to say much,except three words:Hi,bye and hello(more syllables lately). Apparently,he's more talkative in his car. The scent of his car makes him feel more comfortable perhaps.

My new housemates may be boys.Yes. Two of them I think,though I'm not entirely sure. There were supposed to be two girls originally because the house's owner wishes to make this lot a girls' dorm.

Starters, I like that idea. Why not? I can mingle with girls better than with boys. But according to my source, they're one difficult crowd. Some sort of rich kids who complains constantly,hard to impress and can be very,very noisy.And from a girl's point of view,yes. MOST girls tend to intricate things a little more than usual.

THEN,I got a premonition:the girls will be my new housemates instead. Logically speaking,
1)the house's owner's original intention was to make this an all girls dorm
2)they thought its in our best interest
3)Guys would prefer to stay with guys(don't know this for sure)

Then again,it mightn't be like that. And I refuse to present the debate of reasons here. I hadn't met the girls personally and it'd be too early for me to judge. But I do hope my source is exaggerating the fact that the two girls making lives miserable. If they're as what they're described as, I'll just have to bear with that don't I? And learn to deal with different types of people(good for my health also).

Or I can relocate into students' house. I'd thought of that,and the idea attracts and repels me at the same time. I would hate to go somewhere else after got used to being here and to abandon my roommate and her friends here. But if I relocate,its far more convenient for me to continue my practice and I can trouble people less(its quite a pain for them to pick me up and drop me off). And the rental should be cheaper too.

What now?

Thursday, March 26, 2009


The bills came. No,nothing's good about that. But something fun did pop up about two days ago due to the bills.

The bills were delivered by the house's owner's son,who collected them and pass it to my roommate because she happened to be home at the time. As everyone will only come home at the end of the day to split the bill,she left it on the dining table.

In the evening,one of my housemate(girl) came home and the first thing she saw was the bills.She walked right up to the table and exclaimed:"oh,the bills are here! Time to split them!" So she just knocked on the door of my other housemate's(guy) room,and asked him to come out to settle the bill.

After a bit of calculations,each of us had to pay RM 17.85. Obviously we'll have trouble looking for change. We made quite a bit of noise over that,and a little discussion went on between both my housemates(guy & girl).So,my roommate and I just stood aside quietly,watching her.

After a while,I got tired of holding and swinging the change in front of my she-housemate's face, so I placed it on the table and said:"Ok,it's yours.Settle it.Bye."and walked right off into my room.My roommate followed suit.Then my he-housemate saw what we did.Apparently he thought it looked funny,so he too,smiled and said:"There you go.You take care of it ya." And walked right off into his room AND slammed the door.LIKE THAT.Talk about walking away in style.

Well, HE took off after we(my roommate and I)did AND slammed the door.So,my turn! I slammed the door two seconds after he did,and laugh out loud inside the room while my she-housemate yelled at us.

My roommate and I still hadn't finish laughing as my she-housemate banged and pounded on the door. For the sake of our room's privacy,my roommate opened the door instead.Damn,that was impromptu!

And I thought my he-housemate isn't much fun...Hell,that was hilarious!

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Sem 3 Week 3

It's Week 3 in Short semester,and finals are so close...But,
my coursework marks are still ZEROs....Geez....

And IF:

Monday, March 16, 2009

Someday in dorm

My first blog.

I feel bored..this is an ordinary day that couldn't be anymore....Ordinary.

But,I do have one new discovery:The walls of the house I'm currently in,is sickly permeable.To Sound.Yeah. The steady sound of rain and waterworks AND silence(thank God for small favors) pierce my ears at times,but I realized that my freedom of speech is at the mercy of the entire house and neighbourhood...

That's like so UNFAIR. Disgustingly,unfairrrrrrr!