Friday, December 30, 2005

UTM... Again

Sometimes I wonder is this how I'm gonna spend the rest of my remaining 3 1/2 years here in UTM. Waking up everyday, feeling miserable, can't wait for the weekends to come, and when they're gone, wait on for the next weekend, so on and so forth. Those fairy tales and fables people told me about how they enjoyed their uni life, and that it was the best chapter of their lives, bla bla bla, is always ringing in my head. And it made me feel better about me being here. Yea rite. I think they are just telling all the stories either to:

  • Encourage me to enjoy my study life here by sharing their past experiences;
  • As a show off of how much better their uni life is so much better than mine;
  • To make me feel good, give me a brief idea of what to expect when I'm here,
  • And for me to feel disappointed in the end when I'm really here;
  • Tell me indirectly that they are in a far better place (uni) than me;
  • That they ARE really, graduates from somewhere sometime ago (like Eddie Saw.. though i still doubt him a lil' about his MBA story).
Too late to complain, too late to do anything about my life here. There's practically nothing for me to enjoy here, besides DotA, and there's practically nothing I can do to change things. My fate is sealed.

First week of class is boring, lecturers are mostly dumbfound about what to say on their first lesson as an introduction to a new subject. Except for this one lecturer, Dr. Dody Prayitno, an Indonesian, who is teaching us Material Science. He is totally a one in a million over here. I mean one in a few hundreds among all the staffs in my faculty. He is sporting, funny, and would go to great lengths just to explain something to us. Like breaking his still-in-use marker pen to explain elongation and fatique. And how boys and girls are analogous to anions and cations; they will "gabung" when they meet. I'm impressed by him, though his English is hard to hear (dont even mention his BM). Not a single lecturer would talk or project anything that is explicit here, and that lil' guy has the guts to do so. Cool guy.

Besides him, all the other lecturers are real lame. They have only a very brief idea of what to do in class, and they can't make their lesson interesting, except for my Engineering Mathematics lecturer. She does NOT have any idea what she is doing in class. No beforehand preparations, just step in and act the fool infront of us, wait for the time to pass, and she'll move out. Even worse, she told us on our first lesson:

"Class, kuliah kita pada pagi Rabu ye, pukul 8.00 tu kan. Kalau kamu datang tunggu sampai 15 minit saya tak datang lagi, kamu boleh balik lah. Pasal kadang-kale tu saya boleh terrrr-BABAS."

Idiot! What, we're supposed to wait for her to wake up? Talk about working ethics. And people are wondering why the Malays are lacking behind in their Math. I guess this how my life is going to be, again, back in this horrid place where the lecturers can't be corrected, pretty girls are top on the endangered species list, nobody around speaks English, everybody around speaks BM and Mandarin and Cantonese and God knows what else other than English, and I already gave up hope on whatever "best chapter of your life" that everyone is talking about to be found here. Til then, have a nice life all you guys out there. And when you feel like life is screwing you up from your scrotum, remember me, and be thankful.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Song Stucked In My Head

(Don't forget about us)
Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
No baby, no baby, no baby no
Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
My baby boy...

Just let it die
With no goodbyes
Details don't matter
We both paid the price
Tears in my eyes
You know sometimes
It'd be like that baby

Now everytime I see you
I pretend I'm fine
When I wanna reach out to you
But I turn and I walk and I let it ride
Baby I must confess
We were bigger than anything
Remember us at our best
And don't forget about

Late nights, playin' in the dark
And wakin' up inside my arms
Boy, you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us

I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Oh they say
That you're in a new relationship
But we both know
Nothing comes close to
What we had, it perseveres
That we both can't forget it
How good we used to get it

There's only one me and you
And how we used to shine
No matter what you go through
We are one, that's a fact
That you can't deny
So baby we just can't let
The fire pass us by
Forever we'd both regret
So don't forget about

Late nights, playin' in the dark
And wakin' up inside my arms
Boy, you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us

And if she's got your head all messed up now
That's the trickery
She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be
I bet she can't do like me
She'll never be MC

Baby don't you, don't you forget about us

Late nights, playin' in the dark
And wakin' up inside my arms
Boy, you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us

Late nights, playin' in the dark
And wakin' up inside my arms
Boy, you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us

Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
No baby, no baby, no baby no
Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go

When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Friday, December 16, 2005

I Don't Wanna Leave!

No!! Don't take me back to that wretched place, Johor!! It's so different from Penang, it's not anything close to Penang, nope, it's like a faraway desert and I'm gonna be stranded there again for a couple of months or so. No crowd, no cool people, no Jessy, no papa & mummy, just me and my good ol' faithful laptop to accompany me thru the wire. Apologies for not blogging for such a long looonng time, well, I just didn't make time for this when I'm in Penang. Dunno why. Weird. Dont worry friends, more entries you shall see when I'm back in Johor, cuz its too boring there, and there's nothing fun-ner to do than to blog (other than playing games). To all my friends in Penang (if there's still any left), sorry if I didn't make time to hang out with you guys or meet up for coffee or chat about stuffs, cuz I've been pretty busy with alot of things. Seriously, its just weird how days just went pass by so quickly here and before I knew it, I must go back to the desert now. Yeah, I think thats what I'm gonna call Johor from now onwards.

Johor: the Dry Lands of the South East Asia. Where all the dry people stay.

Maybe that sounded too cruel to the handful of cool folks in Johor. Maybe it should be this:

Universiti Teknologi Malaysia: Tanah Kering Kontang Tanpa Harapan (Translated as The Hopelessly Dry Place)

Nah, whatever it is, thats my dwelling place for the next 4 years to come, and whether I like it or not, I'll have to like it. Ironic.

Jessy's leaving tommorow morning to Ipoh with her mum, and on Monday, she'll journey down to Malacca to further her studies. Hope that she'll be able to cope with the condition and atmosphere there, make lotsa friends, have lotsa fun, learn lotsa new things, and most of all, score lotsa As. Pray for her journey that she'll be safe, and that she'll be able to find a church there to attend.

Dunno what to write anymore. Those pics in your blog is cool, Jason. No more 'my world', huh. Now his blog is like super cool, super well updated and superbly super. Leaving Starbucks soon, (currently at e-gate with Jessy) will be writing soon.