Stay Outta My Way

*clear throat*
*squall*

!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*

Al-right, I shall stop abusing my blog. I fcuking hate one of my tutors very much, attending his class is inevitably an excruciation, because he never stops reproach his students, yes, we are the victims.

However, he is only a small character. It doesn't worth wailing in anger just because of a diminutive yet pathetic him. Enough. Period.

It's been 6 weeks, since I left home. From Monday, I will be counting-down the days to be back home, until Friday.

Ops-a-daisy, am I suppose to be blogging now ? (*whispering to myself*)

(Actually I should be memorizing chemical reaction by now for tomorrow's Mid Term)

Till then. I can't wait to be back home.

*muah*

Burf-Day

Yesterday was my dearest bubbly yet cheeky sister's birthday.
It was definitely the first time I wasn't at home to celebrate her birthday. I miss her, very much indeed. A BIG Happy Birthday to you my dear sis ! *muah*
Oh, remember to keep a slice of cake for me =p (don't you dare tell me that you've eaten the cake on my behalf =_=')

My studies is getting hectic but pretty enjoyable. Now it's only week 4, but I've gone through several quiz and tests, by the way, mid-terms are on their way. I'm not afraid of them, because University and Tertiary Education are what I had anticipated since young.
Finally I had experienced a little bit of satisfaction in getting myself to understand the concepts for particular subjects. I shall keep up with it and hopefully, I can obtain better CGPA in the end of Year One.

Mom, don't worry too much about me ya. I can handle with the ambiguities although I may seem dependent sometime = )
I got to go for my laundry already- hand-wash. No washing machine =(. And then continue with my revision and tutorials questions. Till then, I love you MOM, DAD and SIS.

Degree Programme

My Degree Programme has just started 2 weeks ago. Frankly speaking, I'm feeling lucky because I went for UTAR foundation. At least I found out that, the syllabus that has been taught by dearest lecturers back in Foundation Programme are really meant to ease us in adapting myself with the Degree Programme.

I saw coursemates from STPM and other Pre-U. were struggling, they are having difficulties in catching up with the lectures.
Apparently, all the Doctors give lecture like "bullet-train", no longer spoon-feeding students, promotes independant-learning and so forth.

I was facing trouble like this when I was in Foundation Sem 1.

Bachelor Degree of (HONS) Chemical Engineering. I am now dealing with numbers, formulas, logic-sense, chemitry, and computer language every single day. Whether I can cope with it or not is a myth.

Trying to tell myself not fagging and whinning like a big baby anymore, but I'm not able. I guess Im a real baby.

When I was waiting for mom's phone call, the condition is even worse still than waiting for bf's phone call when I had one.

I'm yawning already. Continue with it when I have the time. Good nite people.

Descriptive ?

It's darn difficult for me to decribe my own feelings and dilemma right now.
Challenges are irrefutably my biggest fears, let alone I have to leave my dearest family. They are my pillar, my source of strength, in conclusion, they've made up every single piece of me.
For your information, I'm staying at Wangsa Maju, aka MANGSA Maju.
Victims survive or NOT from criminals and robbers. *cross fingers* I pray to Gohonzon for every single one in my member house, for their safety.

Mundane life has just started. Time to struggle, try to keep up with my resolution --- do not procrastinate.
So far, I'm still able to obey my own command. Perhaps I know thyself a little bit more, I'm demanded to do so.

This is the only day, where I sleep after 12 am, during the previous two weeks , I was already sleeping like a pig on my bed. (upper deck of double decker)
My alarm clock, the antique type ones, fell from my bed and almost hit my roomate.
Phew.... so close!
Dad, mom and sis, I miss you.
Sis, I feel lonely without your singing.
Dad, I feel very lonely without seeing you reading newspaper with your spec at the couch.
Mom, I feel even lonely without you chit-chatting to me everyday. Phone calling is never enough !

Geezzzz, I don't get to go home this weekend...
I don't give a damn, I WANT to go HOME. I shall figure it out. Home-sick.
Home sweet home is inevitably true.

Nite people. Adioz.