I’ve been eating alone a lot lately…its so sad…last night my lonely dinner consisted of 2 pau’ kari ayam and the other chocolate.
Today in halaqah I got the “sis, are you a foreigner?” again. No, I’m malay, I reply. In my head though, yeah, I’m a foreigner, in my own country, and everywhere I go.
on the way back from halaqah, which ended at 10 p.m., a bird flew across the road (like, in the sky, but it was flying at tree level) the way it was flying was… different. so i actually crossed the street and stood under the tree it had perched in and stared at it, trying to figure out what bird it was. it definitely wasn’t a crow, it was too big. not a stork either, too small. i think it could’ve been an owl or an eagle. because it was so silent. and brownish. and it looked the right size. anyways, i must’ve looked possessed, standing under a huge tree and staring at it, unmoving, at 10.30 p.m..
I’m goin back on Saturday this week. i have a presentation on friday night. Unless someone is kind enough to pick me up Friday night. Next week is going to be horrible.

Think positive
Think positive

An Account of how my day went Wrong

Today actually started last night. I was working on my group assignment. Of course, my group members contributed, but in contribution, I mean, go to wikipedia and copy the information. A kid could’ve done that. Even though I wasn’t really done, I had to go to bed at 1, because tomorrow (today) I needed to meet one of my group members at 10. we had agreed. I actually suggested 11, since I know she wakes up late, bt she said 10 was better.


So I go to sleep. Wake up at 9.15 to get ready and stuff. I go and shower. I need to iron my clothes, so I trun on the iron. The cords are tangled so I try to untangle them. My iron falls down, hot plate side, onto my skirt. A big gaping hole appears and a whole bunch of sticky substances are deposited onto my iron. Stupid stupid iron. It burns everything!


At 9.45 I get a message, from my group mate, saying can we meet at 11 instead? And please bring q2 ith you thanks.


So I sit and finish off the assignment (meaning just checking the formatting, etc). I do this and then look at my watch – its 10.45. oh crap!

I rush and get dressed – wearing my holey skirt – and speed walk all the way to my studio. I reach there at 11. she is not there.


I wait, and wait, and wait. For 40 now I am getting really annoyed.

She appears. Does not apologize, or even show the slightest notion that she knows she is late.

Now I am really angry.

We check over our assignment. Then she tells me, the maximum is 3000 words. Yesterday she said it has to be 4000, but she wsn’t sure if it was minimum or maximum. We do a word count – 5638 words, not including title page, contents and references.



Her slides are not correct either. Good thing I already did some slides last night.

We try to reduce our word count. Suddenly the cd drive gets ejected, after we burnt our slides onto it. This nudges my thumb drive out.


I put it back in, and look for our report. It is not there. Vanished. Missing.


After 5 minutes of trying to figure out how to recover it (doesn’t vista have auto recovery???)I dump everything in my bag and walk off. The long walk back to my room.(to get the assignment saved on the laptop of course)

In my room it is windy. The door slams shut.

My day sucked. And its only noon.

when i have the laptop i can blog…

30th Jan 2008

What a day…this morning I woke up on time, but I still got out a bit late, so I practically ran to class. But when I got there there were only 2 people in the lecture hall. Weird. The lecturer wasn’t there but I thought that’s ok, he tends to come a bit late anyway. So we sit around and soon 1 or 2 more students come. And no one else. Then we get a text saying no class!

Then in the evening I had to wait for my laptop to save and hibernate so by the time I got out of my room I only had 5 minutes to make it to class on time so this time I really ran. Made it in 7 minutes, but again there were only 2 people there. This time 9/15 people showed up, but when we called our facilitatpr, she said there was no class that day. Then we rechecked our date listings and lo and behold – today was not one of the days that we had class….great. at least I got a ride back, since it started pouring right then. So tired..


29 jan 2008

Tired….but happy.

Today started bad. I woke up late, at 8.10, and my class was at 8.30. sure, enough time to ruch and get ready and make it to class just late if I ran all the way. But I couldn’t run so I just didn’t go. :/ then I also skipped my tilawah class coz I was so sleepy and lazy and more importantly I had a quiz to try and study for. Then my quiz was…okay, easier than I expected but I still don’t think I got the answers. And on the forst page it said MID SEMESTER EXAMINATION. 0.0 10% of the total final grade. Huhu..

Then at night I went to the al-aqsa interculrutal competition. The two teams that qualified for the finals were 2 sets of my friends – one is the old timers ilham ayesha and hannat and the other is nw friends – Sumeyra, khushnood and olla. Granted, I’ve known olla for ages but still.

Ilhams team won by one question, but it was great. The guys finals sucked, their questions were soooo easy! The girls one was way way way tougher, goes to show who they think has more intelligence eh? Just finished summarizing one chapter bt its still too long and its already 12-something but I still have to shower and stuff…huhhh


28th jan 2008

Today I had my preliminary crit #1. so I had to make up a concept for my house design, and I came up with “harnessing the wind”. Nothing they can comment on that unlike if I said its Bali or colonial or contemporary. Then they would be like, what is bali? How is your house colonial? This is not contemporary, you don’t understand your own concept! Well anyway, the design of my house was done in such a way that it was supposed to create a pressure differential between the two sides of the house so that cross ventilation would be possible, in all directions not only from front to back. This concept is actually like that of a plane’s wings with uplift created by pressure differences. Something like that. But the lecturers didn’t really get it and kept asking me why the house was shaped like it was, with so-and-so angles. Anyways, for some reason whenever I present the lecturers have not much to say. Good in a way, but you still need feedback laa. Thing is, I don’t give them things to criticize freely (like some lecturers love doing, its really undue and harsh commentating!), I do things with a purpose and guard what I say. I wouldn’t make a random statement without being able to back it up. Sometimes other students say things they themselves aren’t sure of and then they are exposing themselves to a vicious rapid fire of questions that put them in the spot. Dunno how to really explain it, but basically sometimes the students that get hammered, it’s really partly their fault for saying certain things that are like an open invitation for criticism.

February is gonna be mad, so many assignments due, midterms looming…then just when you think you’ve been given a brief respite March is upon you and that means finals and many many many sleepless nights either studying, working on projects or both!!

Week El-Wacky

Wekala, just coz it goes with the title…and its also my history assignment

our site analysis and client interview was due on friday. that meant a whole week of sleepless nights. but in the end we have to redo it. just when i thought i would be able to enjoy the weekends!!! so i had to scrap my plans of going home on friday. had to instead, be in kaed up to 4 am. thank god some people have cars and i didn’t have to walk all the way back. i was also out of clean clothes then, and my dinner consisted of roti sweetie. on the way home today the car exploded. yup. thank god we were at the gas station at the time. actually i was sitting in the front passenger seat and moi papitos was filling the tires (why does it say tyres is spelled wrong?)when i hear this boom! i thought one of the tires exploded but it was actually the radiator.

“hari ni minyak dah sampai ke belum eh?” a snippet of conversation you don’t hear everyday unless you work at a gas station

The Perishers – Pills

I hope my smile
can distract you
I hope my fists
can fight for two
So it never has to show
And you’ll never know

I hope my love
can blind you
I hope my arms
can bind you
So you’ll never have to see
What we’ve grown to be

One may think
we’re alright
But we need pills
to sleep at night
We need lies
to make it through the day
We’re not ok

One may think
we’re doing fine
But if I had to lay it on the line
We’re losing ground
with every passing day
We’re not ok

But that’s one thing
I would never
One thing I would never
That’s one thing
I would never say to you

warm ears and rollicking tummies

I’ve been very jumpy and nervous all week long, well last week since its monday. even today. i had to present my project and i wasn’t really prepared, i knew what i wanted to say but i didn’t get a chance to rehearse all of it in my head or arrange all the points into a nice flowing explanation. ah anyway. the lecturers said my design was good, and they seemed to really like it, so thats a relief.this is my project. for more pictures go to my facebook stomach gets all giddy when i’m nervous. i also seem to smile a really wide cheesy beam when i’m nervous presenting stuff.

i watched atonement on friday even though i was supposed to be working on my project>_>. but in lieu of the events of the day i felt i deserved a break and it was so worth it, the movie was really really good! i don’t like keira knightly but saoirse ronan and james mcavoy were brilliant. ilham was going on and on about her james, but i was really impressed by saoirse, she’s really good for someone so young and very pretty in a light, watery blue eyed way. even though the movie was slow it added to the whole feel, kinda artsy and emotional. one of the parts which impressed me most was the scene at the beach, it was like a whole 4.5 minutes of winding through the beach in a single shot, no cuts. that was some feat. according to it took under 5 takes, so its even more impressive they were able to synchronise everything. if you’ve watched it then you know how difficult that must’ve been.

on saturday after watching the movie we had another adventure, this time involving aziza’s padlock v3.0. see, aziza had a padlock, the supposedly super security ones. but then for some reason it refused to open so she couldn’t lock her wardrobe. so she bought a new one, and happily padlocked her wardrobe shut. then she realised she lost the keys. so she had to call the technician to cut it open. the next day she buys a new padlock and locks the wardrobe and goes to class. upon returning, though, she tries to open the padlock but something inside it cracks so she can’t get it open. so i ask my dad if he can borrow a metal clipper thingy and bring it when hes picking me up. he says he can, but that it is huge and that he’d have to go up into the girls’ hostel to clip it. i say never mind, just bring it we can at least try. and when he brings it, its huge!i mean, its gotta be 1 meter long and is heavy. but the three of us (me, mom and zah) manage to clip that darn padlock open. Yaaay!!

i’m so shy its embarrassing. geez. my ears get all warm and my body feels warm one second, and cold the next…

maymuna aka nuna aka munmun is super cute!!!


  • Mood: Optimism
  • Listening to: her in these lights
  • Reading: was reading picoult
  • Watching: some disney movie bout a cute toaster
  • Eating: nasi ayam
  • Drinking: water

So Singapore….lets see. The bus was okay, comfortable enough although me seat was a wee bit cramped with all the bags since the overhead compartment was full. Funny thing was that the bus (this was executive coach) stopped at the Sungai Besi toll Rest stop and went out to buy us all McDonalds breakfast. You’d think an executive coach would serve you nicer food, or at least not buy it on the way.:-?

The immigration was a joke, the Malaysian side anyways. There were no customs! I mean, there was a customs place, but no one was there to check anything!
crossed the bridge, which I’m not sure was the causeway since it was so empty, reached Singapore immigration where they did check our stuff. Very enthusiastically, too. The customs officer was so chatty; it was funny, but nice.

Singapore is just like Malaysia but a little bit different. They have more trees, planted ones, whereas in Malaysia they cut down all the tees by the roadsides. I like that about Singapore, the nice, shady trees. Got to the bus station, got off, and had to look for a hotel. First went to this place called Hotel Hamilton, just a few meters away. They told us to come back at 5pm (it was 2) so we went to look for other places. Went to hotel 81 elegance which was e-x-p-e-n-s-i-v-e for a supposedly budget place (109 Singapore $ approx 240 Rm, which would get you a very nice hotel room in Malaysia) so went to look elsewhere. Found the Hive after walking around for a bit, it was cheap and had a totally cool atmosphere (backpackers hostel) but was FULL. -_- in the end settled for hotel 81, which was small, had no windows, and smelt like cigarettes but was clean enough.
Rested for a bit then headed out at around 4.20. We wanted to take the MRT to the city centre, but spent an hour looking for the station, when actually it was just 10-15 minutes away. We took a big huge loop when we should’ve just walked straight.


The place where we stayed (lavender) was pretty empty, so I was wondering “where the heck are all the Singaporeans? Isn’t Singapore supposed to jam packed full of people?” Well, my questions were answered when we got to Orchard – it was sooooo crowded!!! And my brother wouldn’t stop saying, its just like Korea, he’d say it like every 15 minutes. Personally, I didn’t see the point of Orchard Road. All the malls sold the same expensive stuff, with the same shops, and had the same eateries (3 McD’s per mall at around 12 malls in Orchad = obesity. Singaporeans do love their fast food…) so we walked up and down the street, looking for a money changer, then looked for a place to eat, besides fast food, but we weren’t sure of the halal-ity of the places, so ended up in BK after all, even if it was freaking expensive. :hungry: (Malaysians so take their food for granted – everything is halal so no worries)

Then we went to the esplanade, by that time it was already night, so all the lights were on. It was very pretty, not what I expected out of a durian looking thing. There was also this art exhibition inside the lobby, ‘Continuous Line Drawings’ or something. :gallery: They were made by NUS students and were really nice, and good too. Walked down to the Merlion, hung around a bit and took so many pictures, then walked to the Padang, across which was a nice building but I don’t really know what it was. Oh, and behind that building there was a thing, it looked like a UFO, but it was obviously some sort of building. By now our feet were feeling royally butchered, so we got back on the MRT to the hotel, this time deciding not to take the scenic route.

Back at the hotel watched ESPN, found out that Man U won and Chelsea drew (Yaaayy!!). :w00t::boogie::dance::airborne: Super goal from eagles too.


We planned on getting out at 10 am since my aptitude test was at 11.30, and we did get out, like at 10.15-ish. Took the MRT to Clementi, then went to the bus stop and waited for bus # 96 to take us to NUS. Waited. Waited. Waited. Then finally 96 showed up, we got on, and the driver told us if we’re going to NUS, we should go wait at the interchange up the road. We were like, ??? but went there, where we had to wait again, for like 20 minutes, until he finally showed up (he must’ve had food poisoning or something). By then there were only 10 minutes left for me to get to NUS and find out where the heck the test was taking place. Got there at 11.35 and had to sheepishly walk up the lecture theater as inconspicuously as possible, and plonk myself down on seat 93. The examiner was giving out instructions, half of which I missed. Then I read the question, and it says

‘using the materials given, design an abstract model to illustrate the theme ‘lightness and heaviness’.

Then my mind went absolutely blank and the clock kept ticking. Everyone around me was either furiously sketching, or already taking out their scissors and snipping away. The only thing I could think of was my pop-up book at home, so I tried to make this fan-pop-up-earth thing, I cut it out, and coloured it, and was trying to figure out how to attach it to the base when the instructor guy announces that we cant use colors. GREAT. That’s half an hour gone, and only another half to think of something else. I ended up doing this really weird and equally lame construction of the letter ‘P’ and I was going to do the same thing for ‘b’ but there was only 10 minutes left so I just did this cutout and made it float with a stand thing. The P was soooo ugly…my rushed construction was all junky looking and not smooth and crisp and flawless like I envisioned….Then I cut out this horribly ugly bird and stuck it on the ‘b’. Then I made up some lame-o reasoning of how ‘Pb’ is the symbol for lead, which is known to be one of the heavier metals (that’s what you get when you mom is the Chem teacher), and it symbolizes the weight of the earth and how it is underground but being bought to the surface. Then I just said the bid symbolizes freedom from burden, or lightness. LAME!!!:lmao:

Then comes the second question, and I’m supposed to describe the qualities of two different pictures, each in 5 words. One picture was a kettle, the other was this house. I guess this is where my A* in O level English came in handy, and my alien-ish :alientwo: hobby of reading the dictionary (laugh all you want but its fun!)The third question told us to reinterpret the model from question 1 and design a seating structure/piece of furniture based on the same theme. Those were okay I guess, but not superb. I don’t know the benchmark for this test, so I have no idea how I did. Except I know my model was ugly, and it was so embarrassing we had to march down 4 flights of stairs with our models…

My interview was scheduled at 3.20, and it was only 2, so we walked around a bit, looking for food, and found a McD’s, which was a lot cheaper than the ones in Orchard. I guess it has to cater to students’ budgets.
I have no idea how I did in the interview, because I never had one before. I didn’t even prepare for it, until my bother asked me what I was going to say in the interview. I told him, don’t I just answer questions? Can you believe I actually argued with the interviewee guys? :faq: Okay well, not argue in a fighting way, more like a discussion without a point of agreement. He was asking me about what buildings I liked, and I said the Sultan Abdul Samad building, and he asked what was behind it, and I said the Klang river, and he said, “no, behind that”, I told him it was Masjid Jamek. And he said, “No, that’s on the north.” So I was like, “umm..okay but I’m pretty sure its behind, and the criminal court is also behind it.” Then they dew this map-sketch thing, and they were adamant that Masjid Jamek is on its left, but I KNOW its behind the building, on the right. Anyways in the end I just let it go and they moved on to other questions about its history, :blahblah: (thankfully I knew a bit about it and remembered all the right names)

I was the last interviewed candidate so I was just outside the room organizing my stuff with my bother after the interview, then they walked out, and said, “oh I liked your drawings” (I brought my art along which they looked at, especially this one:wave:


and “are you considering landscape designing?” To which I stupidly said. “No, not really. I don’t like trees.” (but I love trees!) and hastily blubbered on how I don’t know how to deal with them etc etc. (???) what I was really trying to say is I don’t have green thumbs and I don’t like drawing trees! :stupid:
My brother thought my interview went well since they said they liked my drawings but I’m not too sure. Oh they also said “I hope you did well on your aptitude test.” Does that mean they liked me, and thus hoped I did good so I would be accepted, or did I do so bad that the only thing that could save me was the test? :evileye: conspiracies…. :sherlock:

We planned on going to Bugis and the Arab district, but we only had an hour so had so breeze though Bugis Junction and then rush of to the MRT to catch our 6 pm bus. We made it just on time, as in, we got on the bus and it went.

Okay I know its just Singapore, and people go there all the time, but not ME!! I hardly go anywhere, thus the jakun-ness. Next time I’m gonna do Singapore good and proper.