first off.. WORST FIRST WEEK OF THE SEMESTER EVER!!!1

the most annoying discovery that both nad and i can barely give in to is that students' attendance is taken extra seriously this semester.

really? have you not any more bigger things to worry about? hah UiTM? like say giving the chemical engineering students full access of the entire faculty building now that the pharmacy nerds are out, now that you've added a kajillion more classes to each batch? now that there are also one brand new programme that you've adopted? now that there's a total of four programmes, not including pre-engineering children, all occupying only THREE FLOORS OUT OF THE NINE FLOORS THAT THE FACULTY BUILDING IS MADE UP OF?! honestly, ocassional truancy is actually helping you lecturers. you know, easing up on you. since you're not doing anything about it. as. always.

i don't need people to start spamming going "aimi jgnla ponteng2, x bagus falala.."

who made you mum and dad, back off k.. (ter-garang sket sorry).

i mean seriously, i only skipped ONE miserable class last week. and that ONE class was barely one because the lecturer hadn't even started teaching yet anyway. so what's your problem woman?! i hate to brag, but my dad who's an associate professor that you are not, couldn't care less if people come to his class or not as long as he knows his students learn. you're just too engulfed in self-respect that you expect students to build you a shrine. and not coming to one measly little class is like having thirty 21-year-olds spit on this godly shrine. a class that you occupied by making students copy down a set of rules you made up a load of nonsensical do's and don't's some as ridiculous as telling students that if we've lost our old books that we're re-using, photocopies aren't allowed get a new one. ape ke bodoh camtu. a book is a book. photocopies are as good as the real ones. you know saving rm30 on a book by getting a photocopied one is actually a big difference in some people's lives? like my life for instance. and yes i've lost my book. in fact my dad lost it. and if i can't find it over this weekend i'll GET myself a photocopied one just to annoy you. and to save my rm30, thanks.

anyway point is, this is not school anymore. skipping one lousy class doesn't make us immature little children. the university specifically asked for a minimum of 80% attendance from everyone. so who are you, one bitter little person asking for a hundred percent?

i mean i like the way she teaches. she teaches just the way i like it. telling everyone before hand what learning everything means to us. using simpler examples of fluids such as orange juice rather than acetonitrile that sounds too intimidating. making the subject sound tame and not so frightening. you know your teaching in class could as well compensate after being told off in your room ramai-ramai. i don't deny some of the things you said were true. like prioritising and shit. but i don't appreciate you putting words in people's mouths. and respect?..is to be earned. no matter if you're older or younger than i am. you know, like how i never respected Mahathir for being such an arse no matter how much development he's introduced to this country even though he's like ten thousand years older than i am? yeah like that. and i don't expect the whole world to respect me fully either because i can too can be a little arrogant and conceited too. but i'm working on it. failing to excell ten times over for the past 2 years is bringing me down back to solid ground. sometimes below that that i forget what confidence even feels like. i know i was wrong to skip class, but seriously, life could be worse. and i can't stand uptight people.

anyway, that wasn't the only thing that ruined my week. despite the amount of pressure building up and the pimples on my forehead worsening at the same pace have we not already seen how they coincide? Chemical Reaction Engineering is looking quite vague hardly to my liking at all. well a lot of things are looking vague actually i hope that'll change later.

and i reeeeeally thought i could do kick-boxing for last compulsory co-curriculum..thing. it was so much fun! i only tried it out once and it was...best la! =D i really felt in-sync with the coordination and attitude of the moves even though we've only learned about 6 basic ones. i felt like my body could start moving in tune by itself without me thinking too much X). BEST LAAAA! that was 2 nights ago. today though, the back of my shoulder and my biceps hurt..and i skinned my left big toe twisting on the rough takraw court floor. acece biceps pulak bajet mcm dah ade je.. XD

now i'm only thinking how i'm going to pay for training. rm100 per semester and another rm110 for the handwraps and gloves. it may not be a lot to you but it's a lot to me. i'm trying to not ask for extra money from dad, any more than he's giving me every month. i really should start eating cheap and decline invitations makan kat tempat-temapt mahal ni.. X(

speaking of food. i'm eating gruel now. because i CAN'T CHEW HOW LAME IS THAT. i can't chew properly without chewing into my swollen gums at the back where the wisdom teeth are starting to grow out of. yes TEETH. because i just felt another inflamation around my left lower jaw gum right at the back too. bodoh. satu2 sakit sudahla. hak ela..stress ok!

and speaking of money, instead of losing some to the Tioman trip i was supposed to go on with horny Syuk and hornier Wan and Fuad and Nazim next weekend, i'm gunna make some some some by doing a jumble sale at our home in Shah Alam!

special preview update on the sale in the next few days watch out for it okay.. =)

in fact..i'm so excited about the sale that i'm gonna go and finish my english and process engineering homework and get on with the preparation in a little while bye nao.. X)