Memoir ( Part 2, 3, 4)

Yes. I am quite lazy to write each part. So here goes my second (third, fourth) part memoir on my friends here in UTP (warning: longest post)


“What do you have against Mawi? Rezeki dia, tak payahla nak kutuk teruk-teruk. Macam die pernah sakitkah hati kau je.” Ok, that was an ultimate emotional debate between me and Abang S. To think I ever defended Mawi was another funny, amusing story even to myself, but debates with a well known, superbly talented debater were another thing. But despite all the arguments, Abang S impressed me. A lot. Boleh katakan macam role model jugakla (Sila jangan kembang setaman wahai Abang S :p). A metrosexual guy (he owns clothes much more expensive than mine.Sob sob), debater, achiever; one could definitely envy him. Cuma kaki gosip dan kutuk orang tu another side of him. Keke. Anyways, he introduced us to Kucing Grey, a guy with a history with someone and present and future with another someone (ehem ehem :p), who always lepak in UTP and we’ve become friends till now. He’s as great as me because we are the Red Devil’s fans =).

So, I’ve spent the next few semesters in Village 2, where I was roommate-less for one semester, or two (My short term memory is terrible). One of the memories I’ve had there was my friends did a banner ‘Happy Birthday Zainur’ with signs all over them, and they hanged it outside my room. Oh, so sweet. And by the way, that room was used to ‘usha’ orang and play with this duck of mine, where it has squeaky annoying sound when pinched. And they love doing that until someone looked back at my room. How clever. And wicked. Lol. Anyway, I was starting to be closer to Amy and Peyton as they were all I had at the time (Gila sedih. Hehe). And, by the end of semester berapa entah, I was introduced to some new friends, their coursemates: Mary, Mimi, Nad and Ita. Yeah, new friends. But when we became housemates then we’ve got closer.

My close girl friends were mostly from Chemical Engineering. Not to say I don’t have any from my course, I’ve had my share of memories with my coursemates. My bff was one of them. Lol. So, it’s like 80++ guys and 30 girls. We have a lot more girls than our seniors. My first impression: the guys were so immature. They would make loud noises during classes, acted so phonily or bajet in other word. But, despite all that, we’ve managed to have Mechanical Engineering Club (Meche) to ourselves for two terms. And it was great. We’ve been to trips and conducted events. Those trips where we would cerita hantu and played teka teki (Oh yea, one funny teka teki from my bff: Bandar apa paling banyak. Answer: Seremban. Sebab dia ada tiga. Oh so ‘funny’). He was naturally a ‘funny’ person. His definition of funny was teasing people. Anyway, you could see some hate memoirs dedicated to him. It’s a love hate relationship actually (love for a friend of course). On the good side, I could really talk to him. On stuffs. He made my days when his jokes were funny (in real). And he’s very frank. I like that when my friends are not hypocrite. However, when being too frank, it gets annoying. Oh, and we’re stuck in everything together. Labs, group works, clubs, even managed our batch dinner together. Yes, I can rely on him when it comes to work. Because I’m too used to him. I’ll always consider him as my bff (heh) although we could spend one semester not talking to each other. He’s getting married next year (insyaallah) and I wish him all the happiness in the world.



Besides him, I was close to Man (he used to be my pendengar masalah or vice versa. Maybe not too often now. But thanks for being the cool friend =)). And Jebby (ex roommate of bff and current roommate of Man). I wasn’t close to him then but as final year is approaching, Jebby la peneman bersuka ria, duka, prob, karok, pembekal south park etc. And dia tak habis paper lagi (together with Man). Good luck! =). I was close with the girls, especially Buntal, Cilla and Chaong. Chaong was my temporary bff during early days, Buntal during intern and final year and Cilla is my housemate. Anyway, I will miss Meche and everything we did together. It was the most laid back bunch of lads (Not the girls. They were rajin. Mungkin sebab itu saya malas).

Oh yeah, before I get into the final part of my memoir, I forgot to tell on another bunch of cool lads. Okay, honestly, the term budak kelantan used to annoy me. Because I was one of the skeptical people who were judgmental. I’ve got to know these guys called Freestylers (name of their football affiliation) through Mary towards the end of semester before we went for internship. It turned out they were not all from Kelantan. And they were one of the coolest people around. I mean guys who didn’t mind practicing with bunch of amateur women in football. They’ve helped Smackthat (name of our futsal team) won first runner up in UTP league by being unselfish and helpful. And they were awesome. Really. That opens up my mind and eyes that I shouldn’t be too judgemental. One of the Freestylers that I’ve become close friends with is Zeeraf (giraffe?haha :p). He’s this urban, altruistic bla2, all in all, interesting and worth to be friends with. Can really open up your mind to new things and concepts, also new vocabs. Lol. Anyways, if any of you Freestylers is reading this, kamu memang budak kelantan + kedah + KL + Selangor + Serata Malaysia yang best!

Next part: Final chapter. =)

P/s: I’m scared I left out any names. Anyway, semua budak UTP batch Jan04 rox. We might be lame to people, but we’ve managed to survive these five years without jadi ulat buku semata-mata. Thumbs up to us! Wuhuu!

OH.FILEM MELAYU.OH.

Okay. I need to write this. I need to get the frustration OUT and LOUD.

SELAMAT PAGI CINTA Sucks! Big time! (Exception to people who are easily touched by people dying / miseries / cinta tak kesampaian).

Ok. Relieved. Anyway, I always say these words after watching Malay movies but I never actually give up on them. Maybe I should. I have very high hope (and patience too) that I can get satisfaction from watching my country made movies. I am patriotic (mungkin sedikit stupid). History teaches me to be that way. Family and culture too. Those are the things that keep me being an overly optimistic citizen. With sucky politic condition in Malaysia, the film industry doesn’t help in lifting my patriotism to the highest level. It’s a love hate relationship but the LOVE is too strong it blinds all the hatred part of the relationship.

Ini sudah beralih topik. Jadi, kesimpulannya adalah saya sangat berdoa setiap kali trailer filem melayu keluar sebelum filem Melayu yang saya akan / selalunya dikecewakan akan membuat saya tersenyum selepas menontonnya. Because if we don’t, who will? So dear directors and producers and actors and actress, also politicians, please think outside the box to please your audiences and rakyat. That’s all for today’s review and thoughts.

Oh, yea, for Madagascar 2, it’s Made In Hollywood but it made me laugh (on the jokes. Not the stupidity). And it’s a cartoon. So, highly recommended for animal lovers. Especially wicked penguin and dancing tigers. Oh and love story between two different animals. Better than the story mentioned above. Because at least they’re animals. What do you expect from them right?. I want to shake it shake it :p.

Memoir (Part 1)

The sky was blue, grass was green..(Ok, cut it, I think I’m going to write this not too skema hopefully).

Time: Nearly 5 years ago.
Place: Somewhere in Toronto.

I’ve stepped inside a room in my new university (my first ever university). I had mixed feelings of nervousness and annoyance. I was annoyed that my post SPM break was shortened immensely by one offer letter arriving at my house couple of weeks ago. I even forgotten I ever applied for this place. So, stated there, Mechanical Engineering Programme. 5 years. I refused to go at first. Same feelings when I’ve got the offer letter to my boarding school 2 years ago. Feeling of dreadful future ahead. But then, after so many advises (or bebelan) I’ve received on future and all its importance, I gave up. Maybe university life would be much cooler than boarding school (my boarding school experience did turn out great in the end). So there I was. Starting my new life.

………………………………………… (Jumping the orientation week and such)

My old friends were there! Even my ex roommates, Jenny and Moony were there. What a relief! I’ve met new friends, most of them were from the same school. So our friends were from two schools. My school and their school. Anyway, from my observation, my batch intake was mostly from boarding schools, so explained the clique of schoolmates. Me and my friends used to make fun of those so-called elites ex school students. How phony they were. Guess we were immature then. So, starts a new friendship. There were quite a number of US: There’s Peyton, Amy, and Rogayah from the Island School; me, Jenny, Moony, Naddy, Muah and Aza from the Ulu Land School (It was deserted. Same goes to my new college / university). Additional member: Abang S from Island School. He was our Big Bro.

We went out everyday to dinner together, because there was no internet or dc++ then to prevent us from being socially incompetent. We’ve spent our days gossiping, going out, going to class together (I went to class particularly with Rogayah and Aza as they were my coursemates). Living in the Old Village was so much fun. And very memorable. It’s like a small community who knows each other and it was lively, especially around the seniors’ blocks, which we’ve nicknamed Hutan Sepilok, due to excessive noise resembling monkeys every time there were girls walked through their blocks. They even had radio broadcasting! (Which I’ve found creepy but amusing). Walking through the blocks was a daily obstacle every time we were going to class. Not only the seniors, but our male batch mates, where one of their blocks was opposite of us, were also creepy. Right on the opposite of my room, there was this room, who looked very suspicious because there would always be lots of guys inside (and most of them were half naked. Ergh),whom would always look at our blocks with something like a telescope. Later I’ve found out there was indeed telescope in their room. How perverted.

We’ve had our good times, like Amy birthday where we’ve had a kononnya wine splash (something like in Hollywood) moment, but with sparkling water. That was fun. Hehe. And going to Ipoh by bus. Oh, sangat tabah rasanya masa-masa mudaku. Also some bad times. One time, Rogayah was harassed by this senior who wanted to hit on her in very persuasive, scary way. I was sorry I did act like ditching her at some point. (Note to Rogayah: Sorry! I was always clueless / lampi. Still is anyway. Duh). Anyways, my friends were hot. Lots of seniors were hitting on them during the first semester but none ever succeed. They’ve ended up swept by batch mates (Was. Heh). One more thing that I’ve remembered was during rainy days, we would lepak at Jenny room, masak Maggi Goreng Indo Mee with Hot Chocolate. While gossiping and talking. Gosh, I miss that.

We’ve talked about so many things too, especially when SPM results were drawing nearer. Everyone seems to want go further their studies overseas. It scared me that everyone would go away and I’ll be left here all alone. Little I know, I was right. Most of them left after first semester. Rogayah, Naddy, Muah, even Jenny and Moony. How University of Toronto seems like the gloomiest place during my second semester. I was stressed out and felt the next 4 and a half years would be miserable. I had no roommate (Rogayah was supposed to be my roommate, with disco ball lamp and everything. Sob Sob) and the usual large gang was extremely reduced to four of us: Me, Peyton, Amy and Aza. Which during my first semester, only Peyton was the only one who always hangs out with us, and I was not too close to her then. There I was: lonely and miserable….but not for long.

Dedication:
Girls, although we’ve only spent 6 months together ( I wasn’t even close to some of you at former Ulu Land School), it was one of the best moments I’ve had in UTP. And it’s really great we still keep in touch regularly and meet up every time you guys came back. I heart you guys. XOXO!

P/s: Real name and place are confidential. Saje je. Hehe.
P/s/s: I’ve remembered my theme song was invisible. Deng.

Dari Kecewa ke Gembira =)~

Oh.Free kick Ronaldo menjadi kali ini.

Penguinnssss.....~
Earlier this week was shitty due to these factors:

1) MU lost to Arsenal (SUPER PISSED OFF)
2) Internet was super suck, no google talk, ym, blogging etc2 (SUPER PISSED OFF)
3) The beginning of exam week (Oh, I hate exams)
4) Certain Someone FORGOT an important date (I felt neglected, un appreciated =( )

Then......Now. This Moment. I have an 180 degree of change of heart. Saya Happy. Saya sangat happy. Kerana MU menang 5 - 0 ke atas Stoke City and Arsenal lost 2 - 0 to Villa. Wuhuuu..Anyway, let me list down the good things came with this extremely happy news:

1) 3 papers were over. I have only 1 paper left. Can't wait!
2) Internet is fine now. I mean, better than before. Yang lambat macam moyang kepada kura2 (quote rumate. lol)
3 )I think people do forget. And they ask for forgiveness. So all is well =).

Alhamdulillah =). Anyway, the memoirs on the friends (how assholes, geishas, bullies, caring, sweet etc) are coming. Stay tune!

Saya mahu tengok Madagascar.Mahu. Mahu. I wanna move it move it...

Ameeth yang akan dirindui~

I can’t sleep. Just got back from lepak2 bersama Altruistic Guy, his BFF and Mary di mapley kegemaran saya. And, the anne knew my name once again! (Now I think all points on observation of Mapley by MM are very true. Heh).

I will miss mapley. This particular mapley held so many memories while I’m in Tronoh terchenta. Let’s reminisce on this mapley now I am leaving it for good. (Dah start terharu dah ni).

It goes by the name of Ameeth (bukan Sithick or Salam or Salim etc2). Saya mula menceburkan diri dalam bidang melepak di mapley sejak first year kot (foundation tak berkawan dengan orang ade kereta. Dan juga merasakan mapley tak berapa cool). So, there starts a beautiful relationship (seriously I can’t really recall bad times there. Oh maybe when MU lost their games. Especially against Arsenal. Football related je kot).

Countless outings had been recorded ever since. The frequency of these outings resulted in the anne knew my name and that implied the status of regular customer in their book. Cuma I always tukar2 menu, so they didn’t knew my routine food la (ok, exception of Maggi Goreng Takde Sayur Pedas 1! Terbaik di Perak, Malaysia dan dunia. Serius, tak tipu :p).

Ameeth recorded the best times of Manchester United victories (Double last semester was the best), the best times of friendships and eventually, one of the best times of my life in Tronoh. Kami lepak, emo tengok bola, berdiskusi, even brought notes there like it was a second home to me. Indeed, it was. At least to me. Cuma untuk mengimpikan toilet yang bersih itu seperti menunggu kucing bertanduklah.

Ok, there goes my special post to Ameeth. I will remember Sirajudin, Anuar (ini orang tipu sama saya dan sudah balik India =( ), the anne who buat air selalu senyum, basically all the anne la. To the best Mapley in Malaysia, Ameeth rocks the socks off my world! Thanks! Weeheee =).

P/s : Macamla anne2 ni ade blog nak bace. But with the rapid progress of Mapley in Malaysia, we’ll never know :p

Bola itu bulat. Jadi senangla nak masukkan ke dalam kotak itu.

Penyelamat hari ini, The Welsh Wizard bersama definitely bukan penyelamat hari ini-_-

Oh Berbatov dan Tevez, kamu itu strikers. Boleh tak tolong jaringkan gol? Depan gol pun tak dapat jaringkan, nak kene baling dengan tong sampah ke? Because that’s where you guys belonged to for the moment.

Ini adalah penulisan baru balik dari match MU – Celtic yang terlalu menghiburkan kerana dapat melihat pemain – pemain kelab terbaik dunia kegemaran saya bermain dengan penuh hebat. 23 shots. One goal (thanks Giggsy). Ok, saya tipu. Menjengkelkan sebenarnya. Lately, there’s been too many wasted chances. Oh Sir Alex Ferguson yang memakai bunga merah, silalah nasihatkan mereka – mereka supaya bukan sahaja dapat menjaringkan gol, malah tidak memalukan diri sendiri dan membuatkan semua orang memanggil mereka hasel / sayur / sampah. Oh, this applies to the BEST player in the world, Cristiano Ronaldo itu juga.

Yang menggembirakan saya adalah kehadiran Rafael yang comel berserta rambut maggi nya. Oh, dan Chelsea kalah. Dan Arsenal seri juga.

Oh, tolong jangan bermain begini semasa melawan Arsenal. Then saya akan seriously super pissed off. Ni pre pissed off je. Lol.

Glory2.

Oh. Mahu Itu Ini. Bagaimanakah?

Mahu pergi...wuuu~

Suddenly I feel like I am fashion incompetent. Or maybe it has to do with confidence issue. Beautiful people are confident. Check this girl out. She is gorgeous so she’s not afraid of being very fashionable. Are only beautiful people can wear extra ordinary clothes? Oh, I long to break off the fashion dullness and try something different. Main problem: confident issue. I'm trying to appear confident but insecurities keep pulling me back from taking risks. Well, money is the other vital aspect. I am capable of being a shopaholic (saye sangat suke tengok orang bergaya dan mungkin cuba jadi bergaya juga) but I have to decide whether I want to wear expensive clothes or save them for travelling, because travelling is my other passion too. I have a map, a world geography book, list of places to go; the only thing left is enough money to materialize that dream. It all comes back to the green, blue, greenish blue notes. Sigh.

I want to ask something. But if I ask how to generate money, I think itu soalan bodoh. Money doesn’t come easily unless you work hard or you marry some rich guy. Jadi, soalan saye adalah: How to be fashionable and travelling to your dream places without burning your pocket? I know there are ways of cheap travelling (one of my fav channel is Travel and Living channel. I love Globe Trekker and Passport to Europe) but I want to hear from people with experiences on this. How to find chic, vintage clothes and how to travel with budget and have great times? Because I will be free for few months (hopefully) soon and I want to travel, find great clothes, do something rather than duduk rumah tengok tv and wishing I am somewhere in Europe, being a fashionista I’m not because what a loser I would feel. At least one oversea trip..Oh, pleaseee God help me grant that wish.

Envy dengan kawan-kawan with trip here and there but I can’t wait to hear all about their journey. Must be exciting! Jadi kawan2, mari kite pergi travel ramai2 so kite tak jeles dengan mereka! =)

It's not so crappy today. Alhamdulillah~

Fly.Terbang.....~

First.
Thanks to friends who have cared whether I’m hurt or not. That means a lot to me.

Second.
Optimism doesn’t sucks today. I will stay by my principle and try to be as optimistic as I can.

Third.
The reason for second was I’ve just finished watching “The Freedom Writers” and it struck me right in my brain (both right and left) that my problems were too little to be frustrated for too long. And it marks my heart that I should do more goods to the world.

Fourth.
You should watch the movie if you feel you’re in a deep hole of darkness where you feel there’s no light (FYP? Final exams? Those are killing you? Oh. Grow up. Note to self). Plus, do watch if you are at least a little bit optimistic because pessimists are shadows covering the light.

Fifth.
It’s the last month of my university years. I should be happy. Do happy things. Cherish the idea of finally graduating (I should watch High School Musical perhaps. lol). Do crazy youthful things. Emancipation of self.

It all comes down to be positive. Yes, I’m expressive and my empathy is so strong sometimes it can stress me out. But, as Erin Gruwell said in the film, “I want my life to make sense to me”, that was exactly what I’m searching for. Let's hope for the best.