Archive for August 2009
I just got back from our terawih prayers for tonight.
And this is just a short update. Because I need to download the new lecture notes from BB and Bee is online (after so long).
Classes are starting tomorrow hoothoot!
SO, after terawih, we always have this tiny supper, where packed food and fruits and drinks are waiting for us. It’s like a guessing game, you know because the menu changes everyday!
And I like food guessing games! Because.. I like food!
ChiRa : What do you think we’ll have todayyyy?? (eager)
Momsie : Anything will do. I just want fruits.
(enters dining hall)
ChiRa : (picks up a tupperware) Oh, it’s kuew tiaw. You want?
Momsie : No thanks. But we can give it to some people on the way back. You can take one.
ChiRa : Okay. (looks to the front) OHMYGOD. IT’S CAKE!!! MUMMY THERE IS CAKE! I AM GOING TO PACK SOME CAKE OKAY.
Momsie : Oh yeah? Someone’s birthday.
(A guy enters the room and tells that it was someone’s birthday today and that we should not waste the cake blahblahblah)
(ChiRa busy scooping up cake)
On the way to the car :
ChiRa : (partly skipping) Ca-key. Ca-key. Ca-key. I have ca-key. Ca-key. Ca-key.
Mom : (silent) ……………….
Moral of the story : I LOVE cakes. (My dad is the best at finding good cakes for our birthdays. And my mum always get Baskin Robbins cakes. ALWAYS.)
And ice-cream. My dad drove us to McD to get some burgers and I got my chocolate sundae.
Because I kept staring at the stupid McD leaflet everyday.
I got cake AND ice-cream tonight.
I can sleep in peace.
Yes, just a short short short one today.
Wanted to show you my source of happiness. But it only lasted less than 30 minutes. It’s addictive and fun. It’s called… SPSS.
That’s just the data entry. The whole analyzing thing is the fun part.
Sigh. I shall quote Ayesha, “Shoot me I r lame”.
Oh and I also wanted to show you my pretty pretty Salamence.
(Chiew Yi : No one would want to see it anyway)
Research Methods Replacement Class :
(We were discussing about slangs)
Dr Lin : Okay, so if it is.. Let’s say.. Five finger discount, what would that mean?
ChiRa : Fifty percent discount!
Vignesh : (Turns and stare)
Faisa : It means stealing.
Dr Lin : Yes, correct. Stealing.
ChiRa : ….. What the hell fifty percent discount. HAHAHA.
Vignesh : HAHAHAHAHA.
(I was telling my mum that I need around 20 people for my upcoming research project & asked her if she knew any old people)
Mum : (talking to my dad) Your daughter said that she needs 10 guinea pigs for her research project.
Dad : (silence, contemplating) …………
Mum : Guinea pigs as in HUMAN. PEOPLE. Not the guinea pigs, as in animal guinea pigs!
Dad : OH. (shakes head)
ChiRa : AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!
It’s holiday tomorrow!
Sigh. And then the week starts. Ohmygosh. Study Skills & English assignments due this week!
(P/S : HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY, MALAYSIA!!!)
Pretty, aren’t they?
What goes on daily in class :
Statistics Tutorial :
Micheal : (pointing to Nigel) Are you Nanko Grace Agyo?
Nigel : (mouth gaping) OF COURSE NOT!
Nanko : (shocked) I am Nanko.
Micheal : I’m sorry. It sounded like a Chinese name to me.
ChiRa : Nanko, you’re a Chinese girl now.
Dr Tam : Okay and then after that you can give your data to Sharifah to be combined.
ChiRa : It’s Shahirah hahahahhaa.
Dr Tam : Oh sorry. I was thinking about Sharifah Aini. Haha. Kidding!
Ayesha : (sits next to me) You smell like CHOCOLATE. AHAH! Kantoi!
ChiRa : I memang tak puasa today lah. And I didn’t eat chocolate. Farrah is. (points to Farrah who is eating Chipsmore)
Ayesha : I’m hungry.
Before our first day of class, Vignesh and I checked out the location of our classroom.
Vignesh : I do so wanna sit in front. (points to table)
ChiRa : Me too! I wish we can just reserve it.
Vignesh : Maybe we can write our names! Vignesh was here! Shahirah was here!
ChiRa : Then they’ll catch you and you’ll go to jail.
Vignesh : So will you!
ChiRa : No. I am Sally.
Vignesh : HAHA. Yeah right. And I’m Victoria.
After Introductory Psychology Tutorial (Thursday)
Nigel : (with hand gestures) MONDAY HOLIDAY! MONDAY HOLIDAY! MONDAY HOLIDAY.
ChiRa : I wish I can burst his bubble by telling him that we’ve replacement class tomorrow.
(We don’t have classes on Friday)
Micheal : Pink. Pink. Can I have question 5?
ChiRa : What did you call me?
Micheal : Pink.
ChiRa : …
Aliza : From now on, I will call you Pinkie!
Charice : I will call you Pink Lady.
David : Shamira, stapler.
ChiRa : What?
David : Shariha uhh sharifah uh.. (starts reciting words beginning with ‘Sha’)
ChiRa : You don’t even know my name!
That’s all I can think of.
And it’s 1.04am!
I NEED TO SLEEP.
This post is for self-satisfation. I was thinking about it for quite some time and I decided to type and blog and post it up for you to read. If you don’t want to read a rant, close this blog.
It may sound like a complain/whine to you, I don’t care.
Just yesterday, we had our Study Skills class and Ms Ann was touching on the subject – Group Work. And she asked us on our experiences working in a group, be it for study purposes or for activities and the like. It got me thinking, so far, out of all the groups I’ve had in my student life, I daresay that I got along rather swell with my teammates.
Even when in UTP and I was in my platoon of God-knows-how-many people were in it, we made it work because everyone (or maybe 97 percent) cooperated with one another and did their part of the job. Of course we had our differences but it never got into a full-fledged argument. It also became one of my best group work experience in my life.
I noticed that I work extremely well with my best friends. But, not all of them. It takes not only on how well we know each other but also their way of doing things and of course, their personality. For example, I and Bee go well hand-in-hand if we need to accomplish something because she is the rational and calm one and is really tolerable.
As for Nabs, it’s the other way round. But since we are two kooky looney tunes, we’ll get any job done, while creating a typhoon or two of sorts. And all the hahahahahahaaha that comes along with it.
And there are more but I can’t think about them. I was really bogged with this particular one.
It happened just a year ago. It’s a group project for a particular easy subject. I was actually a newcomer because of some technical glitch and thus I got into this group because I was really well-aquainted with one of the people.
You see, the thing that we were supposed to do was.. my forte. I was really good at it and I’m really experienced and I thought that since I’m in a group, might as well, share what I’ve got. I don’t mean to be all arrogant or stuck up, but frankly speaking, this lot sucked.
I didn’t know that since I was a newcomer, my presence wasn’t really approved by a few of the members. And assuming that we were all friends, I thought that we’ll work things out wonderfully, like all my previous similar goup projects.
But I was wrong.
And you know what was the worst thing?
I actually painstakingly poured in my effort and time and heart and soul into this stupid worthless ‘project’ because it’s something dear to me. And since we have all discussed that ‘Oh, okay, ChiRa can do it’, I really did it. And boy, did I miss out on a whole lot of sleep.
But what I didn’t know was, the others already had another idea in mind. And the best part was, they didn’t have the common courtesy to inform me.
It’s understandable that I was in a different course while most of them were the same but what boggled me that this particular aquaintance also didn’t bother telling me. I don’t know what was the reason. Maybe it was felt that the whole informing part was not relevant to me or maybe they were plain lazy.
So, like a dumb fool, I actually did the whole pre-planning part done, checked, re-checked, neat, tidy, and printed.
And it was rejected.
Okay, it was rejected. Fine. I accepted it. And I also accepted that ‘Hey, it was a simple miscommunication. They didn’t have the time/’a cougar was threatening to eat them if they talk to me’ to tell me that they already came up with another idea and already executed it.
Okay. You want to do it your way, even though it’s wrong and you don’t want to listen to me, fine. Go ahead.
I just wished they didn’t do it too shabbily, you know?
Imagine like something you loved, okay, take for example, a car, no, your Ferrari. You love it more than all the cars (or maybe houses) you owned and one day you decided to change the interior and give it the glammest plush mink fur seats.
Only the best for your car, right?
But, this group of people, say, your friends, or perhaps your trusted mechanic(s) told you.. Darling, relax. I will handle everything and it will be the best thing for you.
And they just crapped the whole thing up and gave you PVC seats.
For a Ferrari. Yours, to be exact.
How would you feel?
Now, in my case, no one bothered to tell me ANYTHING.
And the best part?
When I was trying to get them to use my idea (theirs was utterly repulsively RIDICULOUS and CHILDISH), most of them were fine with it. Except one. Who just HAD to skip the meeting.
So, the next time we all met, they decided, hey, let’s throw ChiRa’s work out the window and use our useless (and STUPID) but simple one instead.
Fine. Go ahead.
Except, one of them ‘attacked’ me.
You see, I am not really a bitch. Or, a mean girl. In fact, if you suddenly scolded me for no reason and hurl abuses at me, I would actually remain quiet and the chances of me getting back at you is probably 4 percent. It’s because I don’t believe in seeking revenge. What goes around, comes around.
So, this ‘awesome’ person thinks that it’s appropriate to share a piece of ‘it”s mind with me. I would have gladly joined in, except that that person did it in a terrible manner.
I don’t know why this person had to actually shout at me when we were facing each other. Maybe this fella thought that ‘ChiRa is DEAF’. I don’t know. Maybe.
I don’t know why this person also had to make a commotion in front of other people. Maybe this fella thought that ‘It’s GOOD to make ChiRa feel humiliated and maybe the people watching will HATE her’. I don’t know.
I don’t know why this person would actually yell and scream at me when ‘it’ doesn’t even have at LEAST a vague idea of what MY idea was all about. And you know, to tell you the truth, ‘it’ wasn’t really the brightest needle in the haystack. Maybe this fella thought that “Hey, it’s FUN to talk air’. I also don’t know.
But what really boggled me was, you remember me talking about my aquaintance earlier, yes, that one. This AQ was right beside me the WHOLE ENTIRE time, who knew what I went through and who was the one who said ‘Hey, it’s alright. You can join our group’ to me but yet, remained silent the whole time.
I really was shocked because since we had that kind of ‘relationship’, I thought that this AQ of mine would actually stand up for me. Fine, you don’t have to slap the person as a way to defend.
Oh yeah. HELLO I am not saying that I can’t defend myself okay. I can and very well, thank you.
Just imagine, if it were to happen to my friend, seriously, if it really happened to me as in I saw a loser trying to hurl insults at someone dear to me, the next thing you will see is a dead body (of the insult hurler) on the floor. I don’t charge blindly of course, but if I know who’s right and who’s wrong, you’re so going down, buster!
The whole thing made me really puzzled as to why this AQ pretended as if nothing ever happened. And I was forced to endure the whole FARCE and THANK GOD I kicked their asses in the individual parts. I had to pretend as if I’m all jolly and happy and the worst part is, this AQ couldn’t be bothered.
If people gave you reasons as to why their group work didn’t work such as dominance or they can’t work together or no commitment, I would like to tell them that this particular group of mine flopped (in my eyes) is because of stupid people trying to act smart and lack of principles in oneself.
I didn’t tell anyone about this because I never wanted to jeopardise any relationships but it was really clear that this person never really liked me in the first place.
I don’t know. It is clearly that ‘it’ is more good-looking than me, more fake than me, more outgoing than me and so forth.
After the whole ‘shouting’ episode, this person can just revert back to its normal happy self and pretended as if a miracle had happened and someone became an angel. Maybe is it itself.
It’s hard to get a good group. Trust me, I know. Sometimes I get lazy too, if my members are a pain in the butt. It happens. Nobody is perfect. But if you want to ‘flame’ someone, PLEASE for goodness sake, PLEASE, study beforehand. Don’t make a complete joke of yourself and have a mindset that is like.. ‘Oh it doesn’t matter! Everyone still likes me!’.
Because we don’t.
Oh and my dear ‘it’, I do hope that bitch happens to you. I will not forget what you did. Especially you were really funny because of your stupidity and the way you came at me was so childish and you know.. gedik macam nak mampos.
No wonder I never took a liking in the first place. My intuitions were right. And will always be right.
And to you, dear AQ, I do hope that you noticed the ‘gap’ in our relationship because frankly speaking, this is not the first time you let me down. Don’t take me for granted.
Such a long post.
I must blog short short posts.
I wanted to blog about today but at least I got something out of my mind.
What goes on daily in class :
Introductory to Psychology lecture
The Lecturer : So, when brain lateralization happens, it means we are splitting the brain into half. Which means we have two brains….
Because one is not enough.
The Class : Oooh.
Just a quick one!
What goes on daily in class :
ChiRa : (talking) Blah blah blah Eh you guys know, I’m actually very shy.
Farrah & Vignesh : (at the same time) AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Farrah : Ohmygod, joke of the day! YOU ARE SHY AHAHAHAHAHA. (turns to Kai Lee) She (points to me) said that she’s shy!!!
Kai Lee : (doubtful) Uh.. Okay. I don’t believe you!
ChiRa : No no. It’s true…
Vignesh : Wait wait. I must tell Deena! (turns behind) Deena Deena. Shahirah said that she’s shy!
Deena : (eyes grew wide with disbelief) What? You? Hypothesis rejected!!
ChiRa : I’m serious lahhhh.
So, there you go. I don’t know why does this happen when I tell people the truth.
That I’m shy.
Seriously! I am!
It’s always :
ChiRa : I’m shy, you know.
Reaction 1 : AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! (bangs hand repeatedly on table)
Reaction 2 : AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA YOU ARE SUCH A JOKER AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!!!!! SO FUNNY HAHAHAH!!!!!!!!
Reaction 3 : Either face aghast, disbelief, doubtful, trying not to laugh so hard, eyes popping out and so on.
WHY PEOPLE WHY.
I am actually in Stats tutorial now. I AM SO HAPPY. I WISH WE CAN DO DATA ENTRY EVERYDAY.
Today is my parent’s 27th anniversary!
My bro & I got my dad a nice shirt while we got my mum a charm keychain with Happy Anniversary on it with confetti in it. Stupid damn thing like that also costs a bomb.
Anyhoo. We got a card and I pasted my diamonte stickers to make it more sparkly. Nice right. My mum demanded a cake from my dad. So, he went to get one.
Guess what he got us.
2 big cakes to be donated to the mosque.. and..
ONE tiny slice to be shared between me, my mum & my bro.
Yeah. Way to go. Way to go.
But we have 2 tubs of ice-cream to make up for it.
Yesterday, we went to Carrefour for grocery shopping after buying Raya cookies (3 bottles – WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE) at Shah Alam.
On the way exiting Carrefour, I spotted this stall selling trinkets & the like, and I saw a skating charm! My dad got it for me. TADA.
Yes yes. It’s PINK!
I don’t remember what did we do yesterday, except I did get a new study table & a swivel chair. So, I shall entertain you pictures of my cat!
She takes up 1/4 of the table.
Suddenly attentive when my dad passes by my window.
My books. For now. I hope the book shop has restocked on Intro Psy books so I can have my own!
Seriously, she looks like a sheep.
See how long & fluffy she is.
Sleep is bliss. And see how dainty she is, crossing her paws.
The CRYSTAL bowl next to the computer table.
My cousin’s dogs on my uncle’s car roof. =D
I was ironing my dress & took a snap at it. Pretty.
Sigh. I was supposed to do mozaic during my ‘holiday’. But my mum didn’t let, boooooooooooooo.
I got this from somewhere. It’s Pyramid Ice during Christmas, if I’m not mistaken. Ooo, I love it there in December. The spotlights will be on and it’s really sweet!
I MISS ICE-SKATING.
And last but not least, the picture of the day.
Read it from right to left. I was reading Doraemon a few weeks back and I was laughing my tush off reading this part. If you don’t get it, the glasses are actually hynotic glasses.
That pic is dedicated to you, Nabs.
CLASS STARTS AGAIN TOMORROW.
*flops to the ground*
I am going to officially become a nerd because I like to read. And my textbooks are so thin, it’s awesome.
Till then, ciao bellas!