"Walk in the world with humiliation."
This verse is just one of the hundreds of verses written in the Qur'an that reminds us that pride and ego isn't much of a product of knowledge. Knowledge can be used for evil and for good, depending on which type of person you are because our choices show us what we truly are. It's been a month since I've taken my BTQ class but the lessons actually pondered on me like how our lecturer would love it to be. And yes, I admit it was a wonderful class.
Now in my Stats class when my lecturer recited a Malay proverb, "A snake wouldn't lose it's venom even if it crawls under the tree." Meaning, knowledge would still remain and will never be stolen from us even if we don't raise our heads higher than they should.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
OK. Maybe not..
I'm getting really nuts about keeping this blog alive even if I know that not even a quarter of my roommates know I blog, but still. *laughs* I can't possibly dump my blogging skills. God, why would I give up something I really enjoy? OK. Maybe it wasn't really clever of me to convince myself that I can actually have a "break" form blogging since it's so obviously not working!
Well anyway, things had been nasty these past few days, and this week was just so freaky; I could hardly sleep tightly. In the series of unfortunate events, two girls from my Hisbah society (living in the 1st floor of Block A) were possessed by some Jin, as they call it. The other girl was an old news but this girl next door to the left from my room was just so scary! Can you imagine I just talked to her for about 3 minutes ago and then a friend of hers went calling my friend that their roommate got possessed? Oh my God, she was so fine when I left for a meeting - she even teased me for being so thin - but when I came back everyone is fencing her inside a circle of girls reading Ayat Al-Qursiy. And the next day, guess what? She couldn't remember a single thing.
And some more, our friend Ilyas was admitted to the hospital at the very the same night that particular girl I mentioned a while ago was possessed. I quickly jumped out of bed when I received the news and called our adviser for what really happened. I was told that he was in the toilet when he forced to open the closed door because it feels like somebody's pulling it from the back. He pulled it so hard that when it finally opened, it slammed to his face that made him land in to the toilet cubicle. Well, for a big guy like him, it's not a joke to land on a weakly made porcelain cubicle. The cubicle broke into pieces, leaving him with a 17-stitches cut in the forehead and broken joints in both of his hands.
And funny how rumors had it being feasted that a Russian guy crashed into the toilet bowl and rushed to Serdang Hospital. To Ilyas, I'm really sorry by the way that we couldn't come that time when you were in the hospital because of some reasons we can't reveal in public. Hope you wouldn't think that were just making excuses as you rudely ditch one of twins over the phone.
Anyways, we have to bear in mind that intangible things come out at night! It was a childish fear of mine that I've been holding on til now that jins come out at night when the darkness falls and we couldn't manage to see unnatural things through our naked eyes. That's why Ilyas thought somebody was giving a force form the back of the door, but actually, the jins are just playing around with him and..phew! Welcome to the hospital!
Well anyway, things had been nasty these past few days, and this week was just so freaky; I could hardly sleep tightly. In the series of unfortunate events, two girls from my Hisbah society (living in the 1st floor of Block A) were possessed by some Jin, as they call it. The other girl was an old news but this girl next door to the left from my room was just so scary! Can you imagine I just talked to her for about 3 minutes ago and then a friend of hers went calling my friend that their roommate got possessed? Oh my God, she was so fine when I left for a meeting - she even teased me for being so thin - but when I came back everyone is fencing her inside a circle of girls reading Ayat Al-Qursiy. And the next day, guess what? She couldn't remember a single thing.
And some more, our friend Ilyas was admitted to the hospital at the very the same night that particular girl I mentioned a while ago was possessed. I quickly jumped out of bed when I received the news and called our adviser for what really happened. I was told that he was in the toilet when he forced to open the closed door because it feels like somebody's pulling it from the back. He pulled it so hard that when it finally opened, it slammed to his face that made him land in to the toilet cubicle. Well, for a big guy like him, it's not a joke to land on a weakly made porcelain cubicle. The cubicle broke into pieces, leaving him with a 17-stitches cut in the forehead and broken joints in both of his hands.
And funny how rumors had it being feasted that a Russian guy crashed into the toilet bowl and rushed to Serdang Hospital. To Ilyas, I'm really sorry by the way that we couldn't come that time when you were in the hospital because of some reasons we can't reveal in public. Hope you wouldn't think that were just making excuses as you rudely ditch one of twins over the phone.
Anyways, we have to bear in mind that intangible things come out at night! It was a childish fear of mine that I've been holding on til now that jins come out at night when the darkness falls and we couldn't manage to see unnatural things through our naked eyes. That's why Ilyas thought somebody was giving a force form the back of the door, but actually, the jins are just playing around with him and..phew! Welcome to the hospital!
Friday, November 21, 2008
Farewell, for now..
WARNING: This is not a farewell but a break!
I'm thinking of deleting this blog for a few weeks now since I can't think of anything sensible to write in the first place, so why blog? I can't stand talking non-sense in this precious space of mine that I've been caring for in about half a year now. So I decided to take a break from blogging (even if it's not that long ago that I've started). My studies are always first in my list of priorities and failing my courses is just about the irony of it. I have to focus in my studies. Having a boyfriend isn't the only means of distraction, because if it was then why the hell am I distracted even if I have none? There are a lot of means of not focusing and having a boyfriend is just one of the millions! That's why, I have to cut-down all the things that can be a teaser to absolute distraction.
For an avid blogger like me, it's not easy to stop a chronic disease. It's like asking an insomniac patient to sleep when it's obvious that they can't sleep. Blogging has been fun, I can't say it's definitely a distraction, but sitting in front of the computer for more than an hour could've been a time rendered in learning my academic lessons.
Then again, I'm just taking a break.
I'm thinking of deleting this blog for a few weeks now since I can't think of anything sensible to write in the first place, so why blog? I can't stand talking non-sense in this precious space of mine that I've been caring for in about half a year now. So I decided to take a break from blogging (even if it's not that long ago that I've started). My studies are always first in my list of priorities and failing my courses is just about the irony of it. I have to focus in my studies. Having a boyfriend isn't the only means of distraction, because if it was then why the hell am I distracted even if I have none? There are a lot of means of not focusing and having a boyfriend is just one of the millions! That's why, I have to cut-down all the things that can be a teaser to absolute distraction.
For an avid blogger like me, it's not easy to stop a chronic disease. It's like asking an insomniac patient to sleep when it's obvious that they can't sleep. Blogging has been fun, I can't say it's definitely a distraction, but sitting in front of the computer for more than an hour could've been a time rendered in learning my academic lessons.
Then again, I'm just taking a break.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
blah, blah, blah....
I'm in my Computer 2 class right now hopelessly listening to my boring lecturer! Oh God, let me out of here..
Sunday, November 9, 2008
A whole new sem!
A new semester is officially open in CFS today. It's going to be a bitter-sweet feeling for me this sem since my mark sucks, as it is. And I can't possibly add another core course this sem which means I have to wait til after short-sem if want to go back home. Many students are not so thrilled of going home, but me? No way. I desperately wanna go back! So that's what I'm aiming to achieve now, good grades then, phew! I'm off to go, baby!
Well, in the first week, you wouldn't really notice that the enrollment is already rolling here in CFS, you know. People are just coming back from holidays and slumbers come and go to the Seminar Hall like there some kind of bazaar going on. It's still Monday anyway, let them have their moment of renaissance. But Tuesday was a different day. Everyone finally pick up their pace and begin to add/drop their subjects. A friend of mine told me that I'm giving myself a favor for taking 5 core courses this sem. I don't know what kind of favor I'm supposed to be savouring by now but I can assure her, there is none.
As everybody went to their respective classes the following day, I merrily decided to come to my first Economics class even if I don't have to. Man, I'm really excited for it! But for a second I froze to the sight of almost 30 girls sitting in the room for about 10 mins. when I came. God, not again! I found myself sitting next to a girl that Jene and I used to call the girl who "flatters the horizon". I know it's mean but - OK, I'll stop calling her that. My lecturer looks kind of stern when she first went inside the room.
"No one's outside anymore?", she said in her normal voice and went..I can't tell if she locked the doors or not 'cause there's no sound at all when she touched it, but it looks like it. Sounds familiar huh? My BTQ lecturer does that most of the time.
I was lucky I suppose to have Uri** with me in that "all-girl class" since the attention wouldn't be drawn to me since he's always been the class favourite and never fail to be. After class, I realized my lecturer was my height which is like a big news ever since the Econs class started because everyone is betting that she's an inch taller than me! What with Uri** and Turkey** betting for my opponent? Hah. I've been pointing out she's just wearing heels but the hell they care if it's for 10 bucks! OUCH. But I'm small, it's not debatable. It's just that, I can't accept my defeat that fast! *laughs*
The whole week rolled on without me noticing that today would be our second week and so many more happenings will come! Hope I can cope up with my subjects better.
Pray for me! :)
P.S.:
There are new Internationals who came for the second in-take and man, they're really a company! And the twins are back now to fill up 2 more empty bunks of our full-house!
Well, in the first week, you wouldn't really notice that the enrollment is already rolling here in CFS, you know. People are just coming back from holidays and slumbers come and go to the Seminar Hall like there some kind of bazaar going on. It's still Monday anyway, let them have their moment of renaissance. But Tuesday was a different day. Everyone finally pick up their pace and begin to add/drop their subjects. A friend of mine told me that I'm giving myself a favor for taking 5 core courses this sem. I don't know what kind of favor I'm supposed to be savouring by now but I can assure her, there is none.
As everybody went to their respective classes the following day, I merrily decided to come to my first Economics class even if I don't have to. Man, I'm really excited for it! But for a second I froze to the sight of almost 30 girls sitting in the room for about 10 mins. when I came. God, not again! I found myself sitting next to a girl that Jene and I used to call the girl who "flatters the horizon". I know it's mean but - OK, I'll stop calling her that. My lecturer looks kind of stern when she first went inside the room.
"No one's outside anymore?", she said in her normal voice and went..I can't tell if she locked the doors or not 'cause there's no sound at all when she touched it, but it looks like it. Sounds familiar huh? My BTQ lecturer does that most of the time.
I was lucky I suppose to have Uri** with me in that "all-girl class" since the attention wouldn't be drawn to me since he's always been the class favourite and never fail to be. After class, I realized my lecturer was my height which is like a big news ever since the Econs class started because everyone is betting that she's an inch taller than me! What with Uri** and Turkey** betting for my opponent? Hah. I've been pointing out she's just wearing heels but the hell they care if it's for 10 bucks! OUCH. But I'm small, it's not debatable. It's just that, I can't accept my defeat that fast! *laughs*
The whole week rolled on without me noticing that today would be our second week and so many more happenings will come! Hope I can cope up with my subjects better.
Pray for me! :)
P.S.:
There are new Internationals who came for the second in-take and man, they're really a company! And the twins are back now to fill up 2 more empty bunks of our full-house!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Democracy? I don't think so!
I've met a lot of mean girls in high school and they never care who their talking with when they start their cruelty. Since being the only Muslim in my class, I never heard such nice phrases from these particular girls whenever I came across their conversations. But I've learned to ignore them and just be myself (it's not my problem, anyway)throughout high school. Now that religion is no longer an issue in UIA since most of the students are Muslims, I thought peace would be available. But I was wrong. Wherever you go, you will always encounter mean girls that will never ever be concerned about how you feel.
It started when my roommates and I went to the TV room out of boredom to just watch whatever it is that we can watch. Luckily, the rest of the girls are still having dinner and the room was so empty. We finally settled to watch Amazing Race Asia in AXN 'cause it's the only English show we can watch. The show went on for 30 mins. before a girl came in to the room and sat behind us. I can feel she's looking at us while we're cheering our favourite contestants on the show. I think it's odd but I just let her do whatever she feels like. After a while, she left. Probably bored of what were watching, but she didn't ask to change the channel anyway, so I don't see any reasons if ever she felt offended of feeling an outcast. 10 mins. later, she came back with bunch of other girls talking leisurely, making a squeaky noise at the back of us that you can barely hear properly what the contestants were saying. There's another 20 mins. before the show will be over, when suddenly an average-heighted girl (let's call her Joy Killer) came and pressing the switch buttons just when we're laughing over a hilarious scene.
Henny: "I dare you ask her to not change the channel.."
Me: "Ummp..excuse me..can we wait 'til the show is over then you guys can change the channel?", I was trying to be polite. I even smiled! But NO! She changed the channel to this stupid show where a guy keep on scratching his head while an old man keeps on calling him 'bodoh' and they think it's really funny, they laughed like we didn't ask them politely not to change the channel. Oh boy, she's annoying!
Joy Killer: "Sorry..you are minority. We are majority and we all wanna watch this show!", she said it like we're toddlers being sent to bed.
Majority? What happens to 'first-come-first-serve' policy? This is no democracy, baby! Hello? Majority wins when we will have to decide what is best to settle a misunderstanding between two camps, but in this case she didn't listen and it's not arguable that we came first. And if she's really playing the democratic acts, then she should respect the minority as well as the majority. I mean, come on! We can never be majority and that's the most obvious truth in the whole CFS history! We didn't even reach a quarter of the girls' population so how can we possibly be majority?
They wouldn't get it, really. And We just have to face our defeat quietly as possible since we are the minority.
It started when my roommates and I went to the TV room out of boredom to just watch whatever it is that we can watch. Luckily, the rest of the girls are still having dinner and the room was so empty. We finally settled to watch Amazing Race Asia in AXN 'cause it's the only English show we can watch. The show went on for 30 mins. before a girl came in to the room and sat behind us. I can feel she's looking at us while we're cheering our favourite contestants on the show. I think it's odd but I just let her do whatever she feels like. After a while, she left. Probably bored of what were watching, but she didn't ask to change the channel anyway, so I don't see any reasons if ever she felt offended of feeling an outcast. 10 mins. later, she came back with bunch of other girls talking leisurely, making a squeaky noise at the back of us that you can barely hear properly what the contestants were saying. There's another 20 mins. before the show will be over, when suddenly an average-heighted girl (let's call her Joy Killer) came and pressing the switch buttons just when we're laughing over a hilarious scene.
Henny: "I dare you ask her to not change the channel.."
Me: "Ummp..excuse me..can we wait 'til the show is over then you guys can change the channel?", I was trying to be polite. I even smiled! But NO! She changed the channel to this stupid show where a guy keep on scratching his head while an old man keeps on calling him 'bodoh' and they think it's really funny, they laughed like we didn't ask them politely not to change the channel. Oh boy, she's annoying!
Joy Killer: "Sorry..you are minority. We are majority and we all wanna watch this show!", she said it like we're toddlers being sent to bed.
Majority? What happens to 'first-come-first-serve' policy? This is no democracy, baby! Hello? Majority wins when we will have to decide what is best to settle a misunderstanding between two camps, but in this case she didn't listen and it's not arguable that we came first. And if she's really playing the democratic acts, then she should respect the minority as well as the majority. I mean, come on! We can never be majority and that's the most obvious truth in the whole CFS history! We didn't even reach a quarter of the girls' population so how can we possibly be majority?
They wouldn't get it, really. And We just have to face our defeat quietly as possible since we are the minority.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Laughing after Crying!
After the holidays we are about to check our results for the last sem. I wasn't looking forward of checking it because I know I didn't do well. Henny keeps on telling me to be optimistic but the pessimism is everywhere! And guess what? I got awful marks in my Math and Stats and I got really stressed after seeing it! It's not that easy to see a below average performance if you're used to see high marks. Guess everything has first times. And this one really shocked me. I mean, I'm not "Ms. Perfect", I've done a lot of mistakes and failures for the past 16 yrs. of my life, but this one is just so..(how to say?) OUCH! It really hurts that I didn't eat dinner.
For that I decided to cut down my leisure times and just focus on what it is that I have to focus on. But would I survive without a time out? Come on! After I cried a pail and deserted myself to the darkest part of our study room, I went out. I was surprised my roommates didn't come up to me and interrogate what's happening like before the first time I cried. They just stayed where they were when I left to weep. I guess they understood I need some space.
"Are you okey?", asked Faz as she saw me walking towards them to join in. I was irritated with question since I'm not ok in the first place, but if it was me I would ask the same.
"yeah..I'm cool..", I uttered.
Faz told me to just calm down and just let the heat pass first before I think of anything else. I suppose she's not thinking that I'd hurt myself, right? *laughs* Besides, it's not worth dying for. But something people would, actually. I just listened to her and then Danna (not her real name, as usual) came to ask if I'm fine. Faz took the honour:
"No, she's not."
"Why not?"
"'Coz I'm not happy..", I interrupted.
"Your husband?", Danna suddenly asked.
Where did the husband came from? I don't even have a boyfriend! She was really clueless so we just go with the flow..
"Yeah..you know my husband cheated on me! Guys..", I said.
"Oh really?", man, she really didn't get it!
"She just got married last week when she went back to Philippines and her husband cheated on her that fast!", continued Faz. She is such an actress!
"Oh..my..God..", I can't imagine Danna really believed!
"Hey you guys! I'm praying, OK? (*laughs*) Good thing I just finished! Stop fooling her!", there goes Gene who just got pissed (but take note: laughing as well).
Oh well, it's mean but it was so hilarious! How can anyone be so clueless like that? Then again, I'm not alone.
For that I decided to cut down my leisure times and just focus on what it is that I have to focus on. But would I survive without a time out? Come on! After I cried a pail and deserted myself to the darkest part of our study room, I went out. I was surprised my roommates didn't come up to me and interrogate what's happening like before the first time I cried. They just stayed where they were when I left to weep. I guess they understood I need some space.
"Are you okey?", asked Faz as she saw me walking towards them to join in. I was irritated with question since I'm not ok in the first place, but if it was me I would ask the same.
"yeah..I'm cool..", I uttered.
Faz told me to just calm down and just let the heat pass first before I think of anything else. I suppose she's not thinking that I'd hurt myself, right? *laughs* Besides, it's not worth dying for. But something people would, actually. I just listened to her and then Danna (not her real name, as usual) came to ask if I'm fine. Faz took the honour:
"No, she's not."
"Why not?"
"'Coz I'm not happy..", I interrupted.
"Your husband?", Danna suddenly asked.
Where did the husband came from? I don't even have a boyfriend! She was really clueless so we just go with the flow..
"Yeah..you know my husband cheated on me! Guys..", I said.
"Oh really?", man, she really didn't get it!
"She just got married last week when she went back to Philippines and her husband cheated on her that fast!", continued Faz. She is such an actress!
"Oh..my..God..", I can't imagine Danna really believed!
"Hey you guys! I'm praying, OK? (*laughs*) Good thing I just finished! Stop fooling her!", there goes Gene who just got pissed (but take note: laughing as well).
Oh well, it's mean but it was so hilarious! How can anyone be so clueless like that? Then again, I'm not alone.
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