I’m still quite upset about the domain screw up. It HAD to happen when I was having one of those emo moments that you want to reminisce about and build up a little suspension for the people who know what’s going on in your life. I’m talking about my feelings towards the beginning of my third year. ;\
I was actually really really excited about coming back for my third year. I mean, I still am. But it’s no use now isn’t it, as I’m blogging this on the first day of class.
I suppose I could do a little backtracking to the time when I crammed all five of my bags of beans into Lie Yuen’s car and convinced poor squashed Poh Yee that the bean bags make good pillows. And that my printer would be a good foot stool. And that my Harry Potter book would prove to be a good arm rest. I’ve never seen my luggage bag look so full before.
Jolene hits the North-South Highway one more time! This time, Lie Yuen even let me drive pass the scary loopy mountainous area just after Ipoh. You know, the one with the huuuge loop that curves, which as you drive on one side, you can see the other end of the loop when you look to your left? It’s that scary. It’s also the part where your ears would pop due to the higher altitude and mists would gather at the brocolli-resembling hills lining the highways.
In a way we were kind of beside ourselves in anticipation of the coming year. (The moment has SO passed now). But as we took the exit into Sg. Petani, we cheered, “THIRD YEAR!! WHOOO HOO!!!” but the gloomed settled in when we made a left turn right after the tollhouse, heading straight towards the School Of Dentistry’s noticeboard, the first object that one would see when one decides to pay the old AIMST campus a visit.
There is no better way to start an academic year than having a 2pm class on a Monday. I slept at 6am on Monday morning to celebrate the fact that I’m going to be a third year student soon.
Woops, we’ve gone too far. Rewind.
The happiness quickly dissipated into thin air when we realized that our house was in a further dilapidated state.
I walked into the garden, expecting to see maggots crawling over 6 weeks old fallen papayas but to my utter amazement, my roughly 15 metres tall papaya tree lay in three pieces on the porch. Someone chopped it down for us! Our prayers have been answered!! We think that the neighbours were responsible for this as the smell must’ve been pretty overwhelming.
Oh well, pfft, into the house we went. Cobwebs, lizard shit, dead moths..same ol’ same ol’. The kitchen was extra gross as there was a river of lizard shit blocking us from the second half of the kitchen. Our rooms were covered in dust and so we spent the rest of the day scrubbing our rooms clean. We didn’t bother cleaning the whole house because………WE’RE SHIFTING OUT SOON!! YAY!!
The house is so clean and only Lie Yuen and I will be moving in together. Ultimate privacy!! My siamese twin/pet sea lion and I will lead a happy life together. Actually we have a whole lot of privacy now as well as the other housemate has moved out.(drama drama!). Now we can shout as loud as we want and scream for each other without worrying about being ‘troublesome’. But we really cannot tahan the dirtiness of this house. We vowed to each other that we will clean and scrub the house according to a duty roster. Each area and room of the new house will have its own set of broom and dustpan.
The best part is that the entire house cost only RM420 per month. And the owner is a doctor in Penang. Should be a much better human being compared to the “Mejar” who owns this house. This Mejar is very lanci one just because he served in the army and he refused to chop down the papaya tree for us and other simple household utilities. Grrr. And they didn’t even clean the house for us before we moved in. Where else, the agents for the new house said that they will clean the entire house for us before we move in.
Sunday was spent at Central Square to buy loads and loads of pretty storage boxes to stash my junk away from sight.
I now have the neatest room I’ve ever had! Photos later on in the post.
Now we’ll go further, FURTHER back in time: Last Thursday night was spent at Mardi Gras with Yijin, E-Guy, Kwo Kuang, Adrian, Chui San, Joey, Yen Chiew(a junior from high school), Weng Hoe and his friends etc. At first we looked at the club and we were like, “ew?” but after awhile everyone else warmed up to the place.
I was still the sober one playing with my handphone and taking photos every now and then. I hate it when I happen to be the last one to dance. What’s most embarrassing would be when your own guy friends have to drag you out to dance. *blush* Usually it’s the girl who drags the guys out. God. I don’t want to be the last one to dance ever again. It’s not a nice feeling, man. Not at all. All alone on the couch, painfully downing bitter alcohol, wishing that the effect would kick in a little faster. But I did get up after awhile.(both arms being pulled by two boys and one girl motioning frantically at me to get up, can’t remember who). After bopping around a little bit with the guys, I joined the girls up on the podium on an impulse. Had a good laugh while learning dirty moves from Yen Chiew. Man, the last time I was on a podium was in Zouk back in 2005. 🙂 Sush and Chien. Good times, good times.
L-r: Kwo Kuang, Chui San and Myself.
Chui San and Me.
l-r: Yijin, Joey and Lanci Kwo Kuang.
Kelas Satu Cekap 1999 foreva! Frenz foreva! *flowery autograph at the bottom*
l-r: me, Adrian and E-guy. Sometimes I can’t believe these were the same boys who reached up to my elbows in form one. Now I’m up to their foreheads. That’s a pretty good improvement! NOBODY CAN BEAT KWO KUANG THOUGH! He was up to my navel in form2!! Hohohoh..okaylah, not so kua cheong. But you get the drift. It’s scary how boys shoot up. My brother is an example too.
L-r: Kwo Kuang, Me, Chui San, E-Guy, Yen Chiew, Yijin.
l-r: Weng Hoe, Joey and Chui San.
l-r: Adrian nibbling on Yijin’s ears, Yijin enjoying it, Weng Hoe’s next in line.
My, my, after not properly seeing each other ever since SPM ended and of all the places to bump into, I met Jen-Yi at Mardi Gras that night.
Yijin and Yen Chiew.
l-r: Chui San, Me, Jen-Yi and Kwo Kuang.
l-r: Chui San, Me, Yen Chiew.
Jen-Yi and Chui San going at it.
Me and E-Guy.
l-r: Me, Chui San, E-Guy. Hehehe.
l-r: Kwo Kuang, E-Guy, Weng Hoe. I quite like the effect of this photo. Very pretty! The colours, I mean.
L-r: E-Guy, Joey, Chui San and a guy that Adrian didn’t introduce me to!
E-Guy and Me again. Nice colours again.
Lerr.. what’s with the fingers man.
THIS WENG HOE AND StEwwwPid Kwo Kuang, they lied to me that it was a banana tooth. A very RARE find. That SOMETIMES banana trees produce a TOOTH. IT’S VERY SPECIAL. AND I BOUGHT THEIR STUPID JOKE. GAhhh.. I should just burn my student ID and drop out of dentistry.
I was having a Marilyn Monroe moment when Yijin had to come and tumpang glamour. -_-
Yen Chiew doing her thing while Yijin didn’t budge, continuing with his glamour tumpanging.
NOW, photos of good ol’ Kedah. I bet some of you missssssssss my Kedah photos. Right, right?:P
Lie Yuen reacting to my new pink camera. Yes, I bought a new pink camera. RM860. Lumix FX-10. 6.0 megapixels. 🙂 Don’t ask me why I didn’t blog about it. The guilt was too strong I guess. I now have a spare camera with a wonky lousy scroll. A spare camera. Spare. Camera. *consoles self*
There was a funnier photo of Brenda in Singapore. Her hand went up to her mouth. She took the camera from me to “check it out” and when she passed the camera back to me, the photo had already been deleted. ;(
I wanted to do a collection of shock faces at the sight of my new camera. But guess nobody really remembered what my old camera looks like.
This was before I cleaned my room. Was talking to my mother on the phone at that time. Hehe.
Oh what a happy day! We went to the rental agent’s office to tell them that we would be leaving in one month’s time. We camwhored while waiting for the agent to print a letter for us to sign.
Of course, one of the happiest things about going back to AIMST would be to see that there have been tremendous changes done to the university since I was last there.
There’s an UPSTAIRS and DOWNSTAIRS cafeteria. The windows on the left looks down onto the spacious downstairs cafeteria.(I’ve put up photos of that cafeteria before). So bright too!
The girls peering into the classroom in dismay due to the size.
I went in and quickly ‘chupped’ our places for the year. Hopefully. That’s Lie Yuen and Poh Yee leaving me to go to the toilet.
Went downstairs and bumped into some classmates and juniors. Melvin showed me the freshly printed dental dinner tickets. Damn beautiful. Kudos to Ei Leng for a job well done!
AIMST HAVE PROPER BANNERS NOW. We are starting to look more and more like a university. *proud*
We now have a convenience store that can p4wn 7-11’s ass.
A bookstore with TONS of stationary! *reminder to self: Buy ruler from bookshop first thing tomorrow.
Happy about stationary.
Check out the amount of magazines on sale man!!! It’s LIKE we’re at MPH or TIMES. Even Popular loses out man.
I didn’t believe it myself too. Plus, I heard that there will be a post office and an ATM soon. I can send my contest entries as SOON as I can every month!! YAY! And buy stamps whenever I want!! WOOT!!
They even have storybooks. Not just textbook. That’s a Cecilia Ahern book that Lie Yuen’s holding.
Pretty massive too.
This is probably the funniest. They have a HAIR SALOON in AIMST. Check out the list of services. I’m really really not sure why are they offering wedding make up(3 types somemore!) in my university. Guys are not even allowed in the girls’ hostels to begin with. So how the hell?
Hehe, jokes aside, I’m quite happy that they are offering treading. My eyebrows are wriggling with happiness.
At the convenience store, Brenda was checking out some rather weird coloured drinks.
Toiletries!! But if didn’t pass my stringent test of needing to stock up on Clean and Clear facial washes and Clairol Herbal Essence shampoo and conditioner. Hmph.
I was looking for pad and only saw one shelf with some Kotex sanitary pads. I was like, “Fail!!”, shaking my head at the non-existent variety of sanitary pads. But when I turned the corner, I said out loud, “WAH LAO FUCKING LOT OF PADS WEI!”…… It just tumbled out of my mouth. Hope I wasn’t too loud. ;\
And one of my favourite drinks in the whole wide world is being sold in AIMST! Tesco has stopped stocking them by the way. 🙁
Our first class for the year was Surgery. We were saying that our hand writing must’ve deteriorated since we were on break for so many weeks. Mine’s still pretty okay!
Lie Yuen’s one is still in ugly mode. Will get better soon!
The new lecturer,(who is from Newscastle! We only ever get Whites and Indians. No locals. Just foreigners. Strange.) was pretty intense. On the FIRST day, I’ve already used up 5 pages on notes alone. Mannnnn. Is this a sign that this will be a hectic year?
As you can see, my seal bookmark is looking out at me pitifully, trying to make me feel guilty about not finishing my Harry Potter book fast enough. Slowly lah! Savour the story. Mmmm.
My class looks smaller. Maybe because some people “missed” their flights from Sabah or some people “will come straight” from Subang.
After class, we went to the library to be kiasu(read: looking for books on Surgery). Instead, we poked our heads into the dentistry books’ aisle and immediately spotted a flock of first years and got acquainted! I met Kenneth already, who probably after me and Brenda will be the next AIMST Dentistry ambassador. Ehehe, our duty is to propagate about our dentistry course on our blogs. Just google AIMST Dentistry and we’ll turn up on the first page on google. For example, he was looking for information on the course and he found my blog. Another girl freshie from sabah told me that she recognized me from my blog too! *kembang* She was also looking up on things about the uni. Did I mention before that when I was at Borders at the Curve two weeks back, a future junior came up to me to introduce herself too? Wonder if I’ll get to see her this time around.
Hao lianing before going off for tea.
l-r: Me, Poh Yee, Lie Yuen, brenda, Zhu Zen.
It turned out to be dinner instead.
The rest decided to have nasi lemak for dinner instead.
They were all wearing nice shoes on their first day of third year. *snigger snigger*
New shirt, old pants, old shoes, old bag. Big girl already. No need to be too fancy one.
MY TIDY TIDY ROOM! See how much difference a rug makes? Thanks Jon for the amazing inspiration!!
See the cute little tea light holder near my computer! It’s only RM14.90.
The fatter bean bag. It’s damn comfortable. The stools have yet to be allocated their respective functions. I will think about it.
STORAGE BOXES! I love A.E.I.O.U. storage boxes. So sturdy and cute and convenient and most of all, they are aesthetically pleasing. Look at the colours that it adds to my room. And see how there are less plastic bags littered all over my floor. Everything is stowed away neatly in their respective storage boxes. 😀
While I sing praises about my newly tidied room, how can I leave my pride and joy out? 🙂 I heart my ikea fairy lights forever.