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Whee.

im going to sum up the dramas of these past three weeks in a mere +updated+ blog post!

i have to get this out of my head.

Karyn Wong, i know you are reading this.

everytime i read your comments, i cannot but not help to membayangkan your face when you are typing it. i can see the smirk when you type and then the finale will be that satisfied smile of yours. hahaha. i’ve been wanting to type this out but i always forget. i miss you lah girl. remember when we use to watch russell peters and then rewind to the funny part over and over again? ingat tak when we use to hide at one corner and watch ai-suan – our free show lady?

HAHAHAHA.

wishing you the best best best of luck in everything and i shall not forget your birthday this year!

31st of May 2008! (why must it be so near my FINALS????????)

send my best best regards and l.o.v.e to candice and suan if you see them. which in this case, if you still read my blog, (i know you do) ok?

anyhoo, im coming back for cny! how awesomepossum is that?? i never ever leave utp except when it’s the mid sem or end-sem break. it’s always my parents come and take me for a ride around IPOH.

4days 3nights i’ll be staying in my room.. yeeeeeee… i can torture my cat lo! *squeals*

that means i’ll be missing english tutorial next wed!

~Soaring the Eagle Program on the 14th-18th Jan 08 held at Casa Rachado, PD for Petronas Scholars~

even though im kinda not allowed to blog about STE, i’ll just say something about it. this is for petronas scholars that are undergraduates, mostly are from 1st year 1st sem/2nd sem. but for some reason, i was the *lucky* few to be sesated and plonked into the ungergrads batch. it’s divided into several batches and the duration is a FULL week. we go one day earlier and come back one day later, contrary to the previous ones, where twas only 4days 3nights.

bummer, no?

NO. it was FUN!

mine was the last batch to go! out of around 150++ undergrads, only 5 or so were foundies. 2 locals (me and Imran) , Hassan from sudan, i-forgot-her-name from thailand.. i think that’s all.

we went there by bus from KLCC. at first, i was like.. oh sh!tness lah, why must i be the only foundie girl there?? i dont even know ANYONE!!! blablabla. haha like my parents cared. *snickers* like some others, nurul irene joyce tiara maddy amy and others who got, they went with a BUNCH of foundies (july 07 batch, of course) and there was this group that were all our boys! and mine? LOL.

and i was the youngest of all!!! heee… it’s kinda nice to see all the 88s 87s and 89s all around, then when you scroll down..

down..

down..

down..

satu budak 1990 there..

entering the bus was CREEPY.. everyone turned to stare.. so i just quickly sat at an empty seat and can you believe it.. my mum came up the bus to wish me and stuff, and her voice is not SOFT so yeah.. pretty embarrassing but who cares…

the girl who sat with me in the bus was this wacky like donald duck! i had soooo much fun sitting with her! Zah, if youre reading this, please dont kill me ok! i know that i was bullying you so bad that you wanted to kill me but thank you for putting up with 2 hours of chira nonsense! when she asked which intake i was from, i told her july 07 and she was like .. Hey! how come i never see you before??? im from july 07 too!

ChiRa: omg?? really? coz i know almost everyone from july07 esp the girls but i erm never seen you before actually.

Zah: (pissed) never seen me before?? i never did too!! but we’re from the SAME batch!

ChiRa: what platoon are you from?

Zah: omg lah, orientation is like.. so faraway ago! how can i remember?

ChiRa: erm, it’s been only 6 months, fyi.

Zah: eh, foundation? (ChiRa nods head) im 1st year student lah. *toink*

ChiRa: ouch.

we took 2 hours to get there. 1st impression – cacated place.

but noooooooooooooo……….. casa rachado is so SWEEEET!!!! and homey and the rooms are fab! we got the 3 room one. *lovely and very pastel*

my housemates and i are from the same group. my roomie was fatin frm bis. thanx so much for layaning me and letting me play with your *dies* camera. chatting with her is so fun! she laughed at all my jokes. XD

activities were mostly presentation and groupwork. I LOVE GROUPWORK!!! and i HEART talking. so yeah, since i was so young and all, i presented loadsa stuff and it’s just so amazing to be the baby of the group. presenting is the BEST job EVER. no, TALKING is the BEST job EVER.

and i like to argue.. and most of them are guys who like to bully.. so, there came a point when..

ChiRa: WHY cant it be accecpted? it’s not wrong coz blablablablabla. (looks over to phil ~my team mate~) phil phil!

the boys: (mimicking) phiiiil phiiilll

everyone (inc facis): ahahahahahha.

Adzuan: Shahirah, you have to understand. we all know better ok? kitorang lebih makan garam daripada kau tau. (we are more experienced in life than you #coz we’re like 1-2 years older than YOU#)

everyone: AHAHAHAHAHHHAHA *bangs head on wall* *hits the floor* *rolling on the floor holding stomach* etc.

but, the 5 days with you people are SUPERB.. im in the last group – 21 people – divided into 4 smaller ones.. im in primax.. and my team mates are fantastic. the whole thing was pure learning fun and fun! great facilitators – mr marvellous marzuki and mdm gorgeous ghazinah.

me? Sweet Shahirah.

there’s Philosophical phil, eccentric edgar, simple sue, normal najwa.. yaddayaddayaddayadda.

we even had an american idol! and i roleplayed as Randy! edgar was Simon (worse than simon) and faizah was paula and bal was Ryan!

we even created a scene to add humour to the whole thing. *hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha*

and i was a hit with the guys! and i didnt even know that they really think of me till the forgive and forget session when we were taking turns to talk with everyone. how cool is that? hahahahahah.

@pictures will be posted up once i get them from fatin and faizah. give me like a month or two deadline. PROMISE@

wanna know what we did in detail? be a pertonas scholar and study in UTP!!! all scholars MUST attend at least 2 ste progs. ive done one.. and i enjoyed myself so badly man.. white black whale of a time!

came back on sat, mumdad blanja-ed sushi king, went shopping and packed. sunday – went back to utp!

1st day already got drama. you see, my dad’s friend already booked me a room and when i registered, they gave me the key. and when we opened the door…

my room was already OCCUPIED by the new jan 08 students. and the place was like a *snort snort* sty.

so my parents got furious. my dad went to deal with it while me n momma unload my things (a whole damn lot) and we waited for the girls to come back coz we got them a new room just 2 doors away. so the guy told my dad that one of them were told to come back. so we waited. it was 10 o clock.

then i was so tired and a little angry and i started clearing the room, moving the girls things to one side coz i love the right side and i put my stuffs oh so nicely. my mum dusted the room and swept the room. (can you imagine how big the dustbunny would be if i collected all the dust??!! how can these 2 girls live here??!!) thank God that this girl whose stuff i was clearing were sooooooooo few omg.. compared to mine.. then came 11 o clock.. still belum balik..

then my dad said that the guy told him that aleea is staying in that room! and the other girl was aleea’s friend! bullshit i tell you! i knew aleea’s things and aleea does not have a messy side and her thigs are as berlambak as mine! i was like.. wtf man!

so i called up aleea, ohmygod she was so shocked haha. lagi lah my dad mengamuk kan?

by then, we grew so tired of waiting, i shifted ALL the girl’s things to the other side and replaced it with mine.

we waited till 2 o clock. n my mum got cranky, i was sick coz of allergy reaction, my parents decided to go home.

then i finished at 230, still no sign of them, i wanted to snooze.. then.. at 315pm.. they came in.

omg. vile biatches. they were like..

(in bm) how do we identify our THINGS????

omfg la. how can your own stuffs oso you cannot recognize???

they were stepping my mat with SHOES and when they left.. they have no brains to close the doors. my mum was rite, she said that maybe these girls are terrible in personality too, they way they treat the room.

met up with irene nabs nurul dee dee hadeel etc

went to hadeel’s room to plan our nerdiness schedule (theme of this sem is NERDY!!! i know i know i cant be a nerd) and then slept.

mon – had physics lecture. wondeful lecturer from pakistan. went to irc to reg for chem/phy/eng lab. went to block o to apply internet connection, went to atm to get moolahs. then we had ICIS lecture. lecturer is just graduated student who is nice but so new.. and is a young lady who flirts with the guys. chem lecture next! lecturer is ap dr …. but has no experience in lecturing.

we are gonna die for chem this sem, trust me.

during icis, amy was sitting behind me and hadeel, next to kat. and we cant really hear her coz i think she has a hatred for mics.

cikgu: must i explain this? i think you guys know already right? so i no need right?

amy:explain lah. you are paid to teach us lah.

cikgu: ok, i give you my phone number.

amy: okay. if there’s anything, miss, just miscall me ok? here, i give YOU my nunber. *winks*

ChiRa, Kat, Hadeel: shut down your mouth. hahaha.

tues – chem lecture. boring. ~i super miss mdm rashidah X(~ isic lecture.. normal lah.. but she is kinda good because she explains things clearly eventho we know how to use search engines and send emails and even know what a computer is. but sometimes, we can hate out lecturers too. it’s normal. emaths lecture. he is indian and his 1st time teaching foundies. used to lecture the undergrads. omg I LOVE MY EMATHS LECTURER.

wed – physics lecturer explained his rules.. cannot talk when he’s teaching and never come late. so, me and irene were like..

irene: you know hun, i feel sorry for his wife. just imagine.. you must prepare my lunch on time! if youre late for more than 2 minutes, i will send you out of the house! ok ok. since it’s just our first week of marriage, i will give you 5 minutes. *smile*

ChiRa: hahahahahahaha. or.. when i am talking to you, you must keep quiet. if i see you talking when im speaking, you will leave the house immediately. i do not care if you wish to come back or you do not want to return. it is up to you.

irene: so true hun. i dowana marry him.

then we had chem.

thurs – english lecture!!! was.. boring. we’re doomed for english this sem too. had emaths and icis next with no breaks in between.

fri – is werid. we hv physics in d morn and tiba2 emaths at 3pm. wtf? who planned our schedule??

weekend was pretty normal. we’ve decided that sunday is ChiRa and nanots lepaking day together. since we’re so busy and all, hardly in the room and stuffs.

then 2nd week!

monday started our physics LAB!!!! quite nice. then we had some problem with emaths and eng ttrl. went to see lecturer blablabla.

tues was call lab! boring like shit coz we finished the assignments in 20 mins when we’ve 2 fcking hours and boys started pouring in and play dota. i blogged from call lab but it was deleted. stupid crap of a computer. and the lab was so noisy coz i was in the middle of the dota island. had our very 1st eng tutorial! our group was like so dead.. only 5 ppl.. so. me and hadeel wanted to hijack another grup. nearly succeeded, till the tutor said that if our names are not in the list, we’ve to go to group 12, the dead group.

fail.

the tutor was quite.. elderly and erm.. not much of an entertainer. haha. nuff said.

wed was the fckiest day of all. will explain later on. we had chem ttrl. the tutor is a pg student. NO ONE understood her. but she’s really like extremely hyper and is from indonesia. she speaks like my neighbour, so i felt home-ly a bit. =) skipped eng ttrl coz i was having a terrible headache and wanted to commit a murderous crime. so, i locked myself up in my room.

thurs is TODAY!! kinda fcked up too. will explain later.

my printer is so stupid. so is my stupid lappie. 2 weeks in utp and i feel like going on a masacre and burn this place down. everything is so barnacles i tell you. we cant blog at elearning anymore. and the ttrls are shit. some of the lectures are wtfness. and im so stressed omg i hate it. i wanna runaway. seriously. this place has made me cry so much out of depression, frustration and stresstration. (kidding, stress.)

i bought 3 new shirts and during minggu mesra kampus there’s pizza hut, so im happy that i can eat fast food for like 2 days. i realized that ive lotsa assignments and ttrl questions to do but i hvnt done yet. i have realized that i have drama again for english i have the feeling that the new girls that came in are bytches. sigh.

and im skipping eng ttrl next wed coz im cmg back for the reunion dinner!

omg i so tired now. guess what, i will post up about major drama No. 2 TOMORROW.

most prolly i wont be joining naces this year coz ida n reg wanna take a rest. i dunno.

huhu.

i cant help it. im so stressed, i have to take pictures awhile. i really adore my new but tak-boleh-pakai-di-utp hairstyle.

that’s me in hadeel’s room wearing her goldfish sunnies and bandana!

hadeel: woman, you look like a bee. buzz buzz.

eeeeee… i loike my china doll look. i have really ^squinty^ eyes man.

i dont look abit like a malay, there was this guy during my 1st sem.. we were going into the hall for islamic studies test. he looked at me and went..

baka saru: erm, what are you doing here? are you malay? arent you chinese?

ChiRa: im not here to take the test. i was just helping to arrange the tables and chairs.

shiqs: AHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.

BODOH.

and you know the worst part? he was in my platoon during freshies talent night, where we did a pantomine act, and he was my main actor and i was his scripwriter/director.

BARNACLE-HEAD you.

AHAHAHHAHA. it was SO funny.

annnndddddd… presenting…

I, PINKIE CHIRA, IS STILL TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH POKEMON. *was watching mewtwo returns last night*

see yah tomoro. hasta manana!

till then, ciao!

kisses,

ChiRa

owh barnacle head.

i just wrote a nice nice post and it was all deleted.

stupid call lab computer.

will blog when im back in my room, after all these classes.

believe it or not, im actually looking forward to english tutorial. like we always say..

well, it’s only english.

*pissed but excited*

kisses,

ChiRa

back for a teeny short while.

just had PIZZA HUT. *smacks lips*

delish man.

have classes from 12-7pm with 2 hours break in between. gonna walk all the way to pocket c to get english texts.

yay. icis. we got the lab group we wanted.

utp is so damn freaking hot, i have no more words to describe it anymore.

im joing taekwondo! yay! from red to black! FINALLY!

*proud*

and medtech, here i come!

kisses,

ChiRa

(rushes out to class)

i dun care nabs. i wanna rant still.

and i receive most of your wrath anyway.

coz im a super tolerable person. no joke.

no joke.

ChiRa

utp is the worse place ever to study in. please, i advice you, no matter how cool it is to be studying in a petronas university, please, please do not study here.

you will die.

go study at uitm instead. or overseas. like in my case, my mum just cant let me go, so, im stuck here, unfortunately.

it’s so stressful to study here. you have the people to deal with, the HEAT, the place, the FOOD, the confusing buildings, the REGISTRATIONS that are so irrelavant. the lecturers (not all, though. some are GREAT).

the stupid sorry reason for a website.

no three, actually.

the main utp one.

the stupid barnacle-head elearning where you have to download your notes for 6 different subjects and there’s no guarantee that it will load, the latest news where you will have to read everyday.

and yeah, as for the most of us, elearning is actually one of our homepage. our lives revolve around it.

and last but not least, the muthalicking ptms aka performance tracking monitoring system.

where we register for labs, tutorials and sometimes, lectures.

where the page will either..

1. load

2. load and remain at the login page no matter what you click or clack

3. not load or go the server took too long to respond bla bla bla

4. a blank page appears every single time

5. crashes, which happens too often

6. go haywire, where take for example, the group that you intend to register appears empty or has 20 more spaces, but in actual fact is full, like 4 hours ago.

7. states that you’ve registered for the course, when you’ve never ever you swear have never logged into ptms

8. unrefreshable

9. server cant be found

10. cant ever ever log in even you’ve been trying to access it for 10 hours straight, no matter where you are, in or out of utp or at the comp lab or your friends room at another block or the comp in the irc (no kidding)

chances of getting num 1 is like erm..

NEVER.

okok, maybe like 2 out of 23 tries. SERIOUS.

see how STRESSED i am??

ive been trying to register my classes and the only ones that i got according to what i wanted was only chem lab.

even physics and call (computer assisted language lab) lab had to switch to accomodate my hectic schedule.

and english tutorial is soooooooooooooo fcked up.

and icis (introductory to computers information system) is argh i dunno.

i have been trying to register emaths (engineering maths) since LAST WEEK. goddammit.

and on monday, ive classes from 9am to 4pm with NO break in between.

and rush rush from physics lecture to lab which is the other end and back to lecture halls for icis and another lec hall for chem. WTH???

im so tired. and ptms is such a vile skank.

im so stressed up.

and in uitm, theyve no such thing as registering for all these. WHY??

and we’re suppose to be a private uni? we’re petronas/mara scholars.

but yet?

utp is still far from GOOD. or even satisfactory.

coz up till now, to us, youre just a stinking sucky place that needs to be out of denial.

lecturers and the top guns of utp, please, you can start by opening your eyes big big and see what kind of students you actually have.

well-rounded graduates?

it’s a pity that you dont even know who are you dealing with. as a student from pj, no wonder ‘…….’ people all die when they go to the colleges in kl or overseas.

thank God my mum is from singapore. thank God im mixed. thank God my friends are all chinese and the cool modern malays. thank God i can speak english.

thank God that im not a typical malay girl. not wanting to be rude but sometimes, we should move towards better things.

i wish they knew.

Thank God im different but not too different. at least i still now where my roots were from, unlike some wild dotdotdots.

phew.

kisses,

ChiRa

i got a newwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww hairstyle

hahahaa…. i look cool.. *angkat bakul* anyhooness, my mum cut it for me and i trimmed it to make it even..

it was like an impromtu thing.. XD

but right, utp is TOO HOT to support it.. so, mostly, i push a headband to clear my forehead..

wasted babbyyy.

will blog more when im free-er than my stupid crazy hectic-like-shyte schedule.

kisses,

ChiRa