A new semester

This new sem spells a new beginning. First, I have moved out of dreadful MC, where I don't have laggy connection. And where I have to pay such a high rate for such a stupid connection. But despite the rental, honestly, MC is so much more convenient. Really.

Moving in Tiara Damansara first reminded me how much junk I have stored over a year in my small MC room. Seriously, I was horrified beyond belief when I finished packing. I think I shocked my dad to momentarily speechless state when I took all my stuffs down to be transferred to Tiara Damansara.

When I first came back to Tiara Damansara, I was honestly bored to tears. There's no TV, no internet. After lazying around in the house for three weeks, it was sheer hell to not have anything to corrupt my already rotting brain. Haha. And I don't even have food to satisfy my taste bud. But, well, this is PJ, people. Of course I took the initiative to go shop for junk food. So now I'm officially a chocoholic again. Not so much of rehabilation actually when I went back for holiday. (Read: mum was there)

First day at uni, and we had Pengajian Malaysia. Geez... thrills and excitement. It was back to high school and learning all those Sejarah Melayu. God help me, I have only had my first class and I already have my 10% assessment. And it's a Malay essay and gosh... all I can say is that I have returned all the BM stuff to Madam Teng. It's due next week. Hopeless... I really have no idea what to do. I don't think I can write a decent essay, probably back to those kind of essay I wrote in standard 3. Ah... the horrors. But luckily, the lecturer has a dry sense of humour that I find amusing. Hopefully her dry sense of humour doesn't evaporate though.

Today we have Intro to Linguistics. It was fun, and the class has more people than I expected. They all look nice and friendly, except for the "Fantastic Four" that scares the wits out of me. Nah... exaggeration. I still have my wits, thank God for that. It's just that they kinda look so serious, but probably it's just me. And probably it's because Meryll told me that the one with the long LONG hair is freaking brilliant in English. Shivers....

Tomorrow we have no class though. Which is a bummer because I wish that it's Friday or Monday that we have no class. But I guess I shouldn't complain. It's better to have a day off than none at all.

Such is the life of no internet

Boredom... is the only word. Seriously, if I can rot to death from boredom, I think there wouldn't even be any left evidence of my existance since I came back to PJ on thursday last week. It was soooooooo boring at Tiara Damansara. We have no internet, no TV, no nothing! We can't even cook. And the public transport isn't that reliable.

Even though I'm reluctant to admit, I think I might be a little bit of an internet addict. Or maybe it's just the boredom. But I'm so used to having internet that when I can't online, I can't really think of anything else to do. And my brain's too dead (read: I'm too lazy) to comprehend anything that I have read. Well... and I really did have a few books waiting for me to finish it. Sigh...

Today I helped out at the orientation. It wasn't interesting to say, quite pretty close to boring, but hey, I killed my whole morning already (and sacrificed the whole morning when I could be sleeping my wits off). It was pretty easy job, just stand there and give out goodies, which I kinda think it's not that much. Oh well....

Maybe I should go take up language class. An option, but there's nobody into the idea of taking it. I could go alone, but it depends.

A lost earring

I came back from Genting with nothing much but a lost earring. Not a pair, but one. It was quite an ordinary pair of earrings, but I treasure them all the same. Because the earrings were given to me by a friend I once considered dear to me. Funny how things work out. I have lost this earrings, either one of this pair, for countless of times, yet this time I'm never finding the lost one back. Because it was lost somewhere in Genting. I can't possibly go back just to find one earring.

It was sorta sad. Really. Sometimes I wish things worked out better though. I'm not sure what have happened. Probably if I have asked, maybe things wouldn't end this way. I didn't ask, I just stopped caring because it hurt so bad back then. To have a dear friend ignoring you as though you are a pebble on the road. I haven't wore this pair of earrings since the fallout with this friend, and funnily enough, after I finally decided that can wear this pair of earrings without feeling sad over it, one of it got lost. Ah... the ironies.

Oh well... what's done done. I could approach this friend and ask what have happened, but... Yeaps, there's always a but.

Spiderman 3

And after almost dying of boredom for staying too long in the house, I finally managed to get out of the house to watch Spiderman 3 with my sis. Not that I didn't go out, just staying in the house like some poor, lonely hermit, but hey, it gets tiring when you did nothing except online, watch TV, eat, sleep. And maybe a little houswork, but ignore that. I'm practically rotting from boredom, and I can feel my braincells dying from the lack of use.

The first attempt to watch Spiderman 3 went down the drain when my sis and I arrived at the cinema to find that the tickets are all sold out. Bah... annoying, and it made me lose my chance to watch Heroes. And today, I finally managed to watch it. It was kinda disappointing though. I was kinda eager to watch, excited, because I have never been a big fan of Spiderman, or any other guys in skin tight suits, ugh, but the preview looked so damn nice. So I went around bugging people to watch with me, and ah well, it just isn't as great as I expect.

But at least I bought a book. I can't wait to read it. I think it will be good. It's called "Honk, if you're Malaysian" by Lydia Teh. Hopefully this book will help me ease my sem break boredom. It seems promising, witty and funny yet truthful. We'll see.