On Eagles' Wings

I was reprimanded the other day - very subtly, but not really - on the way I dressed. This semester was going to be the first time I had classes with my mentor in the Faculty of Education. We were doing Psycholinguistics, the combination of psychology and linguistics (which she mentioned in her lecture I think more than 3 times >.<) When I met her during our sessions (I'm using the plural here only cos I've gone to her like, twice), she seemed rather nice. I genuinely believed she was nice. She asked me about myself during our first session, and then subsequently asked me to write an introduction essay on myself and to hand it in to her ( macam real assignment jer ). I had this belief that it would be good to have someone to confide in while I'm here. Someone I can really come to for advice and help should I need anything. I guess, I thought it would not hurt to have someone on my side, you know? So I guess you could say that I poured my heart and soul into t...

I dislike last minute details. I really do. I dislike people telling me at the last minute that things need to be changed from what we have been preparing before this. It makes me nervous. And panicky. And few-beats-short-of-a-heart-attack-y. What do I mean? Oh well, perhaps something like the Timbalan Menteri Pengajian Tinggi showing up for our performance on Friday night? Darn him. Why does he have to come? As if he was interested in UKM first years' Malam Tunas Seni anyways. Why don't he just go back where he came from and leave us alone. All these orang besar-besar are such a pain in the *censored* 'Cos of him, we had to shorten ALL our performances. They even suggested cutting out our Varsiti Kita and Ilmu, Mutu dan Budi that the first years' have been practising in parts for the past four days! NOT an easy thing to do. They have been practising so hard. And the PCs and volunteers have worked our butts off to get them ready to perform those two s...

OMG. It has been ages since I last blogged. Did not seem to have the mood lately. I took loads of photos though, with the intention of posting them up. But....never did in the end. Don't feel like doing that now either. I am back in UKM, helping out with the first years' orientation, or Minggu Mesra Pelajar (MMP). Insanely tiring, and stressful. Gosh, looking back on those days during my MMP, I was oblivious to everything that was going on. Now that I'm a pemudahcara (PC) or facilitator - like, OMG OMG OMG. So many things to worry about!!! If ever I experience a moment of insanity and even mention ever becoming a PC again, I give you guys the permission to shoot me in the head before I do. Never. I just can't take the pressure. This is the first, and the LAST time. Anyways, too many things have happened. And I'm lazy to talk about it here. But, there was something that actually made me feel like blogging again! I watched Cinderella 3. Yes, t...