Finale

I have been wondering whether i choose the wrong course...
i mean dude...
i am i for biology or designing...
man ..
the grades i have been receiving for this semester were strocious(quoted by Puan Hawa)...
The exam this finale will determine my next course...
I mean why throw money on bad eggs

Well, i am now left with two subjects only,...
Business and maths...
frankly i like business but not the subject...

Duh,,,
who does not like the smell of fresh money...

The Tin Tube

Sardines in a can definitely had a hard time. Why?
Because, they get squashed in there so tightly that no even an air bubble can get out....

Weel I had that experience today...
You might ask where i acquire that...
Hilariously,
It is from our very own Kereta Api...
haha
I was at the Stesen Kajang when i saw flashes of pure ethereal light...
illuminating the tracks....
Bringing hope and comfort...

I was LONGING FOR A NICE LONG 30 MINUTES OF TIDUR when the shuttle doors opened...
Rushing WARM air greeted my face...
"WHAT", I thought...
I wanted sool air coned... hawa dingin air and all i gt was this crap..!!
To make things worse,
I saw wall bodies... sweating bodies..
standing ahead...
Picture this:

An army private on a battlefield trying to get to the other side of the border, but hundreds of scaling walls. I was the private...

Shoving and pushing, i manage to stand amongst the people...
The was no need to hold on to the sopport rails as the people around me became my support... haha

The thirty minutes ride turned from syurga to neraka...
Suddenly... a pungent not so fragrant odour met my nose...
RED ALERT!! RED ALERT!!
SOMEONE IS FARTING

DAMMIT
I almost fainted from that not so good encounter...
when i emerged from the blue and yellow tin tube...
I was glad it was all over...

p/s: For those who are planning for a trip using the tube, it requires a strong physical and
mental fitness to get though... if not, you just ... I dunno... use your imagination...
Peace!!

Can anything get worse than this??

OMG..
The first thing i came home was to turn on my laptop.
No i did not go for a bath first.
I AM DAMN FRICKIN BUSY
I hav not start my revision yet but still burdened with assignments.
Help me out...
Well not everything is dark and gloomy though...
Just brought my new baby... my LAPTOP..

man.. kahyern my classmate for 4 years is going to further her studies in Russia...
sniff*sniff**.. gonna miss her.
well i am beginning to like my campus
harhar...
For your information, my Uni is Nottingham U..
u can call it NOTTY or NAUGHTY..
SOUNDS THE SAME ..GET IT..

10 weeks passed as if i am on lightning...
the first few weeks was tough, adapting like a chameleon,
blending, finding cliques, avoiding nerds, looking out for beauties, that sort of stuff guys do..

I tried to identify which lecturer i a suppose to hate and those which i am suppose to love.
There is lecturer which i despise...
Bent like an udang
short like a paku
typically, he looks like one of Snow Whites 7 dwarfs...
short and skinny...
speckies...

Then, I came out with a theory, smart people tends to be shorter.
WHY??
HMM...
See,..
smart= heavier brain
heavier brain=more pressure on the vertebrae columns
When under pressure, the centrum will experience more weight
THUS, THE COLUMN WILL NOT GROW LONGER...

I thought I was a genius until I was proven wrong...
You see,
in my uni, there is a person which is extremely tall, fit , muscly like a rugby player.
That person is extremely smart... ultra smart...
You might thnk it is a compliment but GUESS WHAT?...
THAT PERSON IS A GIRL...
WOW...
My theory was proven wrong...
haiz , better come up with a new one quick...
signing off,...Peace