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| 06.28.04 (7:49 am) [edit] |
today something very interesting happened.
as some of u may know, my faculty, the faculty of performing arts, is situated at the shah alam stadium. yes, that's where i have my class everyday. but sorry, i don't study on padang bola. there ARE classrooms in there. infact, we have studios, stages, and bla bla blah. my faculty kat bahagian belakang stadium, and the cafe is infront. so bila lunch time, bagi manusia yang berkenderaan kaki ni, have to walk lah. and let me remind u, stadium tu bukan kecik-kecik..
okay, back to the 'interesting' story.
today, as usual, aku jalanlah dari faculty ke cafe. teringat nasi goreng kampung + telur mata yang lezat tu. tengah aku jalan dengan kawan-kawan, i saw a guy, walking alone, in the opposite direction. somehow, this guy walked terhuyung-hayang, terpusing-pusing, as if he was drunk.
[i]what the heck is wrong with him?[/i] we all wondered.
from the way he dressed, i can tell that he's one of our juniors. bila budak ni dah jalan makin dekat, kawan aku baru nak tanya dia: [i]dik, kamu ok tak?[/i] yelah kan, we thought the boy was sick or something. risau jugak tengok dia jalan macam tu. suddenly, infront of our eyes, he fell down. meniarap. flat on his face. his whole body menggelupur. menggigil. mulut dia berbuih darah. dia kept on gesel-gesel muka dia against jalan tu sampai berdarah. my friends screamed. i went pale.
[i]wani! panggil someone!![/i]
i just stood still. terpandang sana-sini macam orang bodo. my heart was beating so fast. breathless. speechless. panic.
[i]wani! panggil someone cepat!!![/i]
i pulled my kain baju kurung to the knees and ran back to my faculty. thank goodness there were a few seniors lepak-ing outside. terpekik, terlolong aku dibuatnya. it turned out that the poor boy kena serang sawan kancing gigi. he bite his tongue sampai terkoyak. imagine if we weren't there.. god knows what this boy would've done to himself. silap-silap dia 'abis' kat situ jugak. siapa tahu?
after that, nasi goreng kampung pun dah rasa lain macam.
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| | | kamu kangen sama chuckie? | | |
| 06.26.04 (4:12 am) [edit] |
wahh~ only 1 week offline and i'm going crazy already. so excited to be back in campus. especially seeing the juniors running around, asking for seniors' signatures. it's apart of the traditional induction. remind me so much of my freshman year. and suddenly now i'm in my final year..
[b]junior[/b] : kakak! kakak! mintak sain boleh??
[b]me[/b] : (sibuk menyumbat buku dalam beg, baru keluar dari computer lab) hah? oh.. boleh! boleh! kejap ye..
[b]junior[/b] : kakak ni cute lah. *bodek* macam pernah nampak. part 3 ke?
[b]me[/b] : eh, akak part 5 lah. dah tua dah. (sambil menyain sketchbook yang maha besar)
[b]junior[/b] : oo.. part 5 ke.. *melopong*
[b]me[/b] : alah. part 1 ke, part 5 ke, sama je. kalau yang tua belajar malas tak guna jugak. (hulur sketchbook tadi)
[b]junior[/b] : (senyum kambing) hehehe.. tima kaseh ye kak!
aiiii.. these new kids on the block make me feel so old lah. to add up my 'wrinkles', this semester i have 7 subjects. e.g: kritikan teater dan penganalisisan gaya, penyuntingan skrip, wacana penulisan, pengenalan naskhah klasik, etc. i can already smell a lot of assignments coming in.
last night i went to the [u]17th malaysian film fest[/u] at pwtc. the award night was.. *phew*. everybody who's somebody was there. filmmakers, actors, actresses, u name it. i've never felt so out of place before. everybody was like so lawa and so dressed up, glitters here and there, make up tebal macam ising kek, rambut dah set dari subuh. me, on the other hand, was all black. except for my red oriental purse. desperate to be invisible. can't stand the crowd and the camera flash. i swear i can hear the voice inside of me screaming breathlessly. [i]aku nak blah.. aku nak blah..!![/i]
dilusi, the short film that i did 'continuity' for, was nominated for the best short film category. we (uitm) lost to akademi filem malaysia, but i think it's alright. at least we made it to the top 5 out of all short films in the whole malaysia and hey, that's not easy.
i'm going to planet on monday. got nothing to wear. *sigh* i'll probably korek petaling street or sungei wang as usual. yup! wani's ultimate fashion survival. nak beli mahal-mahal pun, pakai sekali je. baik aku belanja duit tu beli dv tape baru and goreng pisang kat perdana. kenyang perut.
oops. it's 7 o'clock. and i haven't mandi since morning. selamba je masuk cc. hehehe. gotta go!
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| 06.17.04 (11:05 pm) [edit] |
i'm going back to shah alam today. i won't be online as often as i used to. desperately wanna improve my pointer and try my best to avoid having ANY trouble with ANY lecturer. be it caused by my laziness and carelessness, or simply caused by unbelievable lecturers; seperti mereka yang menghilangkan diri bersama kertas jawapan pelajar, ataupun tersilap taip markah dengan tidak sengaja. still, i can't wait to go back to my hectic campus life. but i also have a strong feeling that i'm gonna miss A LOT of people here. especially knowing that [b]lily[/b] will be in pulau indah and [b]nazila[/b] will be back in sabah. hopefully i'll manage to keep in touch. wish me luck for my new semester. there are many issues to be settled, many problems to be solved, and many challenges to be faced. god knows how much i need that 'luck'.
[b]tribute of the day[/b]: happy father's day, AYAH! sorry for the cheap present! lol.
[b]birthday of the day[/b]: NUZUL! is it okay for me to stop by your house today??
and u. yes, YOU. the getek, the barua, the sombong, or whatever name that u gave me and i gave u.. just take care, aight? call me if u need anything. i'm still here.
xxlovexx
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| | | terkadang pendidik harus di didik. episode dua. | | |
| 06.16.04 (11:48 am) [edit] |
okay. here the story goes.
last semester was my 4th semester. and i had about 8 subjects in my list. one of them was [b]language variations[/b], also known as [b]laras bahasa[/b]. it's a subject where i learned about bahasa.. obviously. not the sastera part, though. but the tatabahasa, communication, and only-god-knows-what-else. anyway, our lecturer for [b]laras bahasa[/b] was [b]cik maizatul akma[/b]. whom we simply called [b]cik mai[/b]. on our first lesson, she told us that she just got married (so it's [b]pn. mai[/b] now) and she has moved to perak with her hubby. then she said, she tak larat nak turun shah alam every week. i don't know about the others, but i was suprised. after all, that subject was only 2 hours, ONCE a week. i wondered what harm could it be to come down here from perak.. yang rasanya taklah jauh sangat. *back to the story* so pn. mai decided to see us once every TWO weeks. that means 4 hours straight. "semua orang agree??" budak-budak mengangguk je. i don't know why didn't i say something. maybe because it was our first class with her and we hardly knew this lady. it didn't seem nice to do so.. or perhaps i was just being 'chicken'.
still, i managed to study on my own. walaupun tiap kali masuk kelas agak blur.. kena recall balik the previous lesson. dahlah sekali belajar 4 JAM! isk. this week ada kelas, the following week takde kelas, ilmu pun tenggelam timbul. tak banyak bahan revision, satu hal. in order to understand [b]laras bahasa[/b], u need someone to do all the penjelasan and huraian. but alhamdulillah, the final exam went well for me. not easy, but well.
then baru-baru ni, when i checked my results, guess what i got?
"subject: [b]languange variations[/b]. grade: XX. student was absent with permission."
me? skipped my paper?? GET REAL.
the day that the results came out, my hp was ringing insanely. attacked by my own classmates. it turned out that they ALL got the same thing. kebetulan pulak, i was the ketua kelas for that subject. they were furious. they wanted explaination. i was furious. everybody lepas geram at me. padahal i was just [b]pn. mai[/b]'s secretary. i'm not the lecturer. i dialled her number but to no avail. tak taulah takde line kat perak ke.. atau dia off hp ke.. i didn't know what else to do, so i sms-ed her. praying that oneday she'll read it.
still worried, i called the office at faculty. the answer was: [i]"kemungkinan besar, lecturer awak tak antar student punya answer sheet kat office HEP. attendance tak dapat direkod. information pasal exam paper pun tak diterima."[/i]
hai, kalau betul pun dia simpan.. nak buat apa??
[i]"slip result kelas awak dikira tak sah sebab maklumat tak betul. sem depan slip tu akan dikeluarkan balik. sem ni kami tak boleh nak keluarkan lagi sebab satu sem, slip dikeluarkan sekali je."[/i]
i was feeling more confused. [i]nevermind lah,[/i] i thought. [i]i'll leave it to the office. they'll track down [b]pn. mai[/b] and work something out.[/i]
a couple of weeks ago, all uitm students had to do their pre-registration online. still unsure of my status, i called the office again.
[i]"kami tak dapat contact [b]pn. maizatul[/b]. tambah pulak, sem depan dia dah tak mengajar. kontrak dia dah abis. awak dengan kawan-kawan awak kena register balik subjek tu. sebab takde bukti yang mengatakan awak semua lulus."[/i]
register balik? as in.. REPEAT [b]laras bahasa[/b]??
i was speechless. disbelief. dissapointed. betrayed. being the closest student to [b]pn. mai[/b], i don't know if she should be blamed. i'm sure there must be a reason. this week i'm going back to campus. starting my 5th semester with an 'extra' subject that even i cannot terima. tapi kalau dah memang takdir kitaorang kena repeat, nak buat macam mana? betul jugak cakap office. they have no proof that we ALL passed. it would be unfair to other students from other classes.
even if i have to repeat, i still want a further explaination. i'm not gonna let it go just like that. this saturday, the registration day at faculty, I WILL ASK FOR EXPLAINATION.
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| 06.15.04 (10:54 am) [edit] |
is it a question of luck?
when i started my first year in the university, things were a little bit tough. living in a hostel with a bunch of strangers, is one thing. studying film and trying to catch up with some weird subjects, is another thing. doing a diploma in screenwriting, i thought, i will only learn how to write and adapt it onto the screen. but suprise, suprise.. i had to learn EVERYTHING. from film, music, to theatre. one of the wajib subjects was 'mak yong', a traditional kelantanese theatre that combined singing, dancing, AND acting. apart from the torturing mak yong, we also had a subject called 'acting skills', where we learned the real skills of acting *duh*, the theories, the history, the emotion, the vocal, etc. it wasn't an easy subject. but i tried my best, so it was okay. after my final exam and the results came out, i was so shocked to find that i FAILED. when the new semester started, the first thing i did was serbu office en. mazlan. the lecturer. and he wasn't there. begitulah kehidupan ku setiap pagi. menyerbu office orang. i began to worry. tarikh untuk buat pembetulan result dah nak abis. en. mazlan was nowhere to be found. at last, hari yang date dah expired, baru en. mazlan balik. mampuslah. aku serang jugak.
[b]me:[/b] [i]en. mazlan, saya student screenwriting part 1, yang amik subject asas seni lakon dengan en. mazlan sem lepas tuu..[/i]
[b]en. mazlan:[/b] [i]hah, kenapa? (while arranging some stuff on his desk)[/i]
[b]me:[/b] [i]saya dah check result.. and asas seni lakon saya fail. betul ke, en. mazlan? saya macam tak caya je! markah saya brape?[/i]
[b]en. mazlan:[/b] [i]fail?? setahu saya, saya takde fail kan sesiapa semester ni! awak sure ke??[/i]
[b]me:[/b] [i]sebab tak sure lah saya datang nak check dengan en. mazlan ni.[/i]
[b]en. mazlan:[/b] [i]kejap, kejap, saya tengok.. (checking my marks through the computer) eh, syazwani kan? awak tak fail lah![/i]
[b]me:[/b] [i]HAH??![/i]
[b]en. mazlan:[/b] [i]awak tak fail!! markah awak pass ni! macam mana saya boleh bagi fail?? agaknya saya tersilap taip kut![/i]
[b]me:[/b] [i]abis tu? camne ni, en. mazlan?[/i]
[b]en. mazlan:[/b] [i]saya nak betulkan pun, tarikh dah abis.. [/i]
[b]me:[/b] [i]before this, saya ada datang office en. mazlan. tiap hari saya datang.. tapi en. mazlan takde.[/i]
[b]en. mazlan:[/b] [i]sorry lah, saya kena denggi hari tu. ni baru keluar hospital..[/i]
[b]*silent*[/b]
[b]me:[/b] [i]abis tu? camne result saya ni, en. mazlan? kena repeat ke..? (buat-buat bodo)[/i]
[b]en. mazlan:[/b] [i]rasanya macam tu lah.. saya mintak maaf sangat-sangat.[/i]
[b]*jadi bodo betul*[/b]
just imagine. me. the small, innocent, naive junior in a big, unfamiliar faculty. already failed a subject in my FIRST semester. and later, had to repeat it in the second semester. belum apa-apa, rekod dah busuk, muka dah buruk. simply because my dear lecturer 'tersilap taip'.
and that was not the end of it.
in my 4th semester yang baru lepas ni.. it happened again. only this time, it's WORSE. and as expected, my next semester will be effected. the 5th semester. sumpahan pensyarah yang tidak bertanggungjawab. though now i'm a senior, i do NOT want to get used to this kind of situation. because i am nevertheless, innocent.
the story? wait for my next entry.
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| 06.13.04 (2:19 am) [edit] |
i am now infront of the computer. oh yes. i can tido on my bed again. oh yes. i can peluk my guitar puas-puas. oh yessssss. BOY, am i glad to be home!!
 
do u have any idea how hot summer was in [b]beijing[/b]? 42 celcius! that's hotter than [b]malaysia[/b]!! hot AND dry. abis kulit aku mengelupas. kaki pun gatal-gatal. everybody in [b]beijing[/b] had a hat. i was told that [b]beijing[/b] is known as the kingdom of bicycle. think that will make the traffic smoother? NO. it was bad. VERY BAD. worse than [b]kl[/b]. no road system. a battle between cars and bicycles. tak banyak motorcycles like here. kalaulah aku drive camni masa buat lesen dulu, confirm fail dengan cemerlang. selamba je buat u-turn tengah-tengah alam. they even used 'hon' instead of signal. nak pegi kiri, hon. nak pegi kanan, hon. traffic lights were totally functionless. merah pun jalan, tak merah pun jalan. policemen just stood still on the sideways. macam statue. macam polis [b]england[/b] yang pakai topi besar tu. kalau kat [b]malaysia[/b], even when there's a small accident, people will stop to have a look. but in [b]china[/b], keta dah stok terbalik, tayar dah pandang ke langit, people just buat bodo and drive like there's no tomorrow.
plus, we had a pro bus driver from hell! who often started the day with "morning! morning!" and ended it with "see u tomollow!!".. well, those were the only english lines that he knew, anyway. paling tension bila dia menyelit sana, menyelit sini.. dia ingat dia bawak beca agaknya.
muslim restaurants were not difficult to find, but the foods.. GOD. too much of cornflour and sesame oil. the ayam was berlemak and the ikan had this unpleasant smell. sekali hidang, 10 lauk. and the jasmine tea. urghhh.. even the plain water was payau and meloyakan. camne laa peminat setia air kosong like me nak survive. 1st day, 2nd day, 3rd day, i can still tahan. masuk the 4th day, i started to have headache. i took maggi, french fries, and fruits as alternative, instead. i've encountered some strange sighthings in [b]beijing[/b] too. from a place called [b]beijing curio city[/b] (why not [b]obe city[/b]?) to a big signboard ad written "a new life is coming from a wonderful sofa" (??!!). ada sekali tu, aku siap nampak this one lady, walking around the town, pakai baju lawa-lawa, but with 'rollers' in her hair. isk.
it was tiring and fun at the same time. but to be honest, it was more tiring than fun. from the [b]forbidden city[/b] (do u know that the emperor in [b]ming dynasty[/b] had 3000 concubines? as in, perempuan simpanan?? the palace was as big as [b]subang jaya[/b]!) to the [b]silk street[/b] that didn't sell silk, i'd say the best part in [b]china[/b] was shopping. the pasar was HEAVEN! there was this cargopants (in [b]malaysia[/b], that brand cost about rm300) that i bargained from 380 yuan to 70 yuan. that's only rm35!! hahahah. but i had to be careful with the penjual. "haiyoh, u price killing me! cisi!!" if u've bargained and at the end u didn't wanna buy, insyaAllah lepas tu kena belasah. [b]beijing[/b] people are a little bit kasar. terlanggar sikit kaki, mengamuk satu kampung. dia punya marah.. macamlah tulang kaki dia dah tercampak kat tepi jalan.
it happened.
we had 2 tourist guides. a 25 years old girl named [b]heidi[/b] who spoke cute-accent english, and [b]ali[/b], who spoke indonesian. HE was cute. just imagine, a chinese guy speaking indonesian! "ibu-ibu sama babang-babang sekalian.." hohohoh. i seriously thought he was a muslim. but at the end of the day i found out that his name was actually [b]ah lee[/b]. the other people in the tour group were extremely nice to me. there was this couple, i thought they were newlyweds, but it turned out that they have 3 kids at home. and also 2 other 'veteran' couples. they looked sooo in love with each other. all those little gestures.. *sigh*. [b]nek som[/b] was my favourite. the most sarcastic orang tua i've ever met. "alah! agaknya dia gentel-gentel taik idung, and then dia katalah benda ni teh cina 100 yuan..!"
the weird thing is, everybody i met thought i was 14 or 16 years old.. why lar wei?
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| 06.06.04 (5:31 am) [edit] |
i'm gonna fly tonight. going to china for vacation. might be a week or the most, 10 days. sebenarnya malas nak pegi, tapi memikirkan shopping... *wink wink*
anyway, to my GETEK GIRLFRIENDS: nieza, raden, lily, nazila, and maria. take care and jangan lupa practice! love u!!
to my favourite GAY COUPLE: eric and shuco, jangan make out selalu sangat.
to my "WE ALL PERFORMING ARTS" CLAN: can't wait to see u guys next semester! (hai, camne aku boleh tak teringat langsung nak bayar yuran ni)
to my CYBER BUGGERS: people who always 'bug' me at friendster, myspace, msn messenger, and u bloggers (esp couzzies aida, hairun and miza).. just keep it coming, yah? gonna miss all those buggings!
to my BURFDAY BABES: ziela, sinar, zurake, kak fara, lily, and nuzul.. i promise i'll get each one of u something, m-kay?
and to EVERYONE else: no, i didn't 'suddenly' go on a vacation because my life has been messed up these days.. (although the doctor did say that i got my bisul because of stress. *sigh*)
maybe i do wanna run away.
have a freakin' nice day.
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| 06.05.04 (1:23 am) [edit] |
sometimes my dad's obsession towards hi-tech gadgets can be a little bit annoying. sometimes. i'm not going to membebel any further about it.
first of all, i want to apologize if any of u people our there actually feel 'disturbed' by the contents of my weblog. i received a few complaints and i admit that some of my blogs are quite personal.. but personally, i think they're not THAT personal. or maybe i'm just the selamba type and tak reti nak control. this is MY weblog. tujuan utamanya adalah untuk saya mengekspresikan diri sendiri. tujuan sampingannya adalah untuk dibaca oleh orang lain, lalu mereka pula mengekspresikan diri mereka. i'm sticking to the main purpose -expressing myself. my weblog will always be about me, my life, my views towards my surroundings and nothing else. kalau nggak mahu baca, nggak apa-apa sih. kalau mahu, terima kasih.. *wink*
anyway, did u read in the newspaper about [u]noritta's homicide case[/u]? i've been following the news all along. through harian metro, especially. i can't help but wondering how her family is taking it.. i'm not talking about her death, but the whole publicity thing. the 'dialog perbicaraan' is in the newspaper everyday and recently, it's about her sex-life with hanif, one of her boyfriends, who already has a wife and children. apa yang diorang bicarakan, itulah yang keluar kat surat khabar. tak tahulah kan.. tapi rasanya tak payahlah media nak ceritakan EVERYTHING. kalau nak cerita pun, cover lah sikit bahasa tu. janganlah detail sangat.
this is just one of the many examples.
[i]menurut sharul (the police officer), dalam kenyataan itu hanif ada berkata: "semasa di rumah dia, saya melakukan hubungan seks dengan dia sebanyak dua kali dan air mani saya dipancutkan ke dalam kemaluannya."[/i]
imagine the whole nation is reading THAT kind of thing about YOUR dead sister. agak-agaklah, wei.. orang tu baru meninggal. why can't they just put it as "hanif mengaku bahawa dia pernah mengadakan hubungan kelamin dengan si mangsa" or something like that..? the latest news i heard was noritta's family has moved out to a new place. i mean, who wouldn't?
i don't study masscom, tapi setakat nak jaga hati orang lain.. takkan tak reti.
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| 06.03.04 (1:14 pm) [edit] |
since i was a little girl, i hate making decisions. i hate choosing between 2 things.. or more. i took hours choosing between beach barbie and teatime barbie on my birthday. atlast, i went home empty-handed because mum got sick of waiting for me.
today, i'm all grown-up and all the same. i still think too much whenever i need to choose. i'm still afraid of regreting the decisions i've made. when it comes to lunch, i look at the menu as if i'm reading a list of global problems. when it comes to shopping, i can go in and out of the same fitting room for about 18 times and still manage to tebalkan muka.
but i never thought that oneday, i have to choose between two man.
it appears to be the biggest challenge in my life. the toughest, infact. and i'm not just talking about two man here. but two WONDERFUL man. should i be grateful? yes i am. but day after day, it just hurts so much. and the worse thing is, it's not hurting me alone. i hate being in this situation. i hate making decisions. i hate it when people tell me to whom should i go to. "pegilah kat si A.. kesian dia.." or "pegilah kat si B.. dia tu baik.." if only GOD would tell me what to do. mum said, if you're searching for the right guy, choose the one that loves u, not the one that u love.
what mum didn't know was how lucky i got. too lucky that it makes me feel lost than ever.
i wonder how some girls can pasang dua tiga boyfriend instead of choosing one. i'm not gifted with that kind of ability. even if i am, i'll suck big time at handling both. i'm pretty good at lying and 'covering', but not really when it comes to the person i love. then again, i wonder how girls who were in a situation similar as mine, managed to choose! seriously, how did they KNOW?
macam pn. nurhaliza cakap dalam kelas ekonomi masa sekolah dulu, apa-apa yang kita beli mesti ada kos lepas.
no wonder i'm bangang at business.
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| 06.02.04 (8:37 pm) [edit] |
i have a bisul on my ass.
i'm 20 years old and i have a bisul on my ass. hows that? i woke up early today because it was so seksa for me to sleep mengiring the whole night. i mean, i usually pusing kiri and kanan when i sleep. but last night, i had to be static. kiri only. NOT NICE.
i put some minyak panas and do u know how much THAT hurts?
some stupid 'guy from the past' called me at 2am, and mintak couple while i was battling my bisul. can u believe that?? and guess what kind of petua he gave me? "put your tahi hidung on the bisul and it will sembuh." he said it works! well, at least he DID that. gosh, this mamat is so stupid. mintak couple everytime he calls.. desperate AND stupid.
before i slept, i called up ezry. for the first time, i think. after 'everything' happened. it had been a while. i just felt like hearing his voice. u know, bertanya kabar and stuff like that.
and for once, i forgot i have that bloody bisul.
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