It's been a great holiday...with lots of pleasant memories...of good times, not-so-good times, and most of all...answered prayers and miracles! :) Hmmm...am back in UTP. Have to get used to the hectic life once more. First day was definitely a very very hectic one!!! Class from 8am to 5pm straight without any breaks in between. But now my time table is quite sorted out already...except for PCS. There's been some complications. Might not be able to take it this sem after all. Am a teeny-weeny bit disappointed. I had already begun to like the subject on my first lecture. At least it would be something different from the other lectures...the talking would come from us students instead. Well...guess I will have my turn. :)
Had a performance in The Palace of the Golden Horses on Tuesday night. Was fun. No regrets! :P I had the feeling that we were somewhere overseas...say...Europe? The architecture was like the buildings I saw there. :) At least me and Eena were more than satisfied with the horses. There were simply too many!!! Haha. Horses painted on the ceiling of the lobby, horses on the lamp stands, horses in pictures hanging on the walls, horse shoes on the carpets and mirrors, horse statues in the grounds, horse heads carved on the toilet doors (that really scared me... ;P), a horse carousel...you name it. Everywhere we went we saw horses. After one day, was quite relieve to get out to the mall where there were no horses. Hehe.
The performance went well except for a few unintentional slips here and there. Keke. The audience was very appreciative too...clapped after each piece! :) Meals there were great...except for the time when I saw a cockcroach on the table while eating halfway...lost my appetite then.
Had pajama party with Eena...walked out to the balcony with our pajamas and without any footwear! Fancy that!! Can't imagine how I would have acted if we suddenly bumped into someone. Hehehe.
Went on a boat ride to the mall on the other side. Loved that ride!!! :) Initially we wanted to ice-skate...but found that the ice-rink there had closed down. And so we ended up window shopping.
Alrighto...have to go for class now. :)
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
My worst nightmare
It's tough being a gal! There were times when I wished I wasn't a gal... And yet, if I sit down and ponder...I realize how much I enjoy being one...most of the time. I enjoy dressing up...wearing pretty dresses...shopping with my mum...having soft toys (the non furry type)... Most of which boys can't or won't do. :)
Just that day...on the 3rd of January...a most embarrassing thing happened. I guess I can say it was the first one for 2007 and you bet there're more to come as I'm very prone to these things. Hehe. Aunty Ivy had recommended an Indian lady to fix my eyebrows...saying she was very skillful at it...having learnt her skills from India. Here, I would like to make a note that my eyebrows are very bushy...and are considered very unfashionable. (Is there such a word?) Boy...if I had a wish at that time...guess it would be to make bushy eyebrows the fashion! ;P
And so...on the said date...my mum took me to see the lady to fix both our "bai bai mo". We both sat there as she attended to another customer. With just one thread...she shaped the once bushy eyebrows into two graceful curves...changing the look of the customer's face totally. My mother pointed out how radiant her face looked after fixing her eyebrows.
After she was done, it was our turn. I was more than glad to let my mother go first as I looked on...being very much afraid of the pain. The lady twisted the thread in her fingers and skillfully started shaping my mum's eyebrows. My mum asked her if the thread was shaving the hair or pulling them out of their roots. Her reply simply scared the wits out of me!!! She was not pulling one at a time but a few all at once!!! (and it looked like 10 at a time) She said, "Pulling them out of their roots. Every single one of them. This makes them grow slower." Mum said it hurt just a wee bit. But I thought to myself, "She has so few hair on her eyebrow... Mine are so...hairy...maybe three times more so... That makes it three times more painful!!"
I really felt like backing out of this. What had made me agree to come here? Oh my goodness...now I'm in for it... I couldn't refuse her when she asked me to sit down. I tried to look as calm as possible outside. But inside...I was panicking!!! She started pulling the hair above my eyebrow. It wasn't that painful...much to my relieve. :) However, when she started on the hair below my eyebrow...oh my...was it painful!!!!! She asked me to hold my eyelid shut....one hand above..and one hand below...pulling my eyelid shut tightly so that she could pull out the hair on my eyelid. That part was real painful and I was glad that she got so many phone calls in between...allowing me to take a breath every now and then.
At one time she got to a part of my eyelid that hurt terribly. I opened my eyes and implored to her that I did not want to continue anymore. Shaking my head over and over again...I said,"Don't want dy...don't want dy..." But she firmly answered, "Want"...and continued the pulling. That was the breaking point. My tears rolled down my cheeks despite all my effort of holding them back. (For those who know me well enough...it's extremely hard for me to stop crying once I've started). And so I started sobbing and sobbing. Fortunately for me...it was soon over.
And now, every time someone gives me a complement on my eyebrow...I smile sheepishly...remembering the trouble I had gone thru for all that... I hate to think that I will have to do it again. Going into that Indian lady's house would be my worst nightmare ever. I can imagine her coming to me with a long white thread ready to pull out all my hair!!! And to think that she does pull out hair above the lips too! That must hurt even more terribly!!!
Ohhhh...when will bushy eyebrows come into fashion? ;P
Just that day...on the 3rd of January...a most embarrassing thing happened. I guess I can say it was the first one for 2007 and you bet there're more to come as I'm very prone to these things. Hehe. Aunty Ivy had recommended an Indian lady to fix my eyebrows...saying she was very skillful at it...having learnt her skills from India. Here, I would like to make a note that my eyebrows are very bushy...and are considered very unfashionable. (Is there such a word?) Boy...if I had a wish at that time...guess it would be to make bushy eyebrows the fashion! ;P
And so...on the said date...my mum took me to see the lady to fix both our "bai bai mo". We both sat there as she attended to another customer. With just one thread...she shaped the once bushy eyebrows into two graceful curves...changing the look of the customer's face totally. My mother pointed out how radiant her face looked after fixing her eyebrows.
After she was done, it was our turn. I was more than glad to let my mother go first as I looked on...being very much afraid of the pain. The lady twisted the thread in her fingers and skillfully started shaping my mum's eyebrows. My mum asked her if the thread was shaving the hair or pulling them out of their roots. Her reply simply scared the wits out of me!!! She was not pulling one at a time but a few all at once!!! (and it looked like 10 at a time) She said, "Pulling them out of their roots. Every single one of them. This makes them grow slower." Mum said it hurt just a wee bit. But I thought to myself, "She has so few hair on her eyebrow... Mine are so...hairy...maybe three times more so... That makes it three times more painful!!"
I really felt like backing out of this. What had made me agree to come here? Oh my goodness...now I'm in for it... I couldn't refuse her when she asked me to sit down. I tried to look as calm as possible outside. But inside...I was panicking!!! She started pulling the hair above my eyebrow. It wasn't that painful...much to my relieve. :) However, when she started on the hair below my eyebrow...oh my...was it painful!!!!! She asked me to hold my eyelid shut....one hand above..and one hand below...pulling my eyelid shut tightly so that she could pull out the hair on my eyelid. That part was real painful and I was glad that she got so many phone calls in between...allowing me to take a breath every now and then.
At one time she got to a part of my eyelid that hurt terribly. I opened my eyes and implored to her that I did not want to continue anymore. Shaking my head over and over again...I said,"Don't want dy...don't want dy..." But she firmly answered, "Want"...and continued the pulling. That was the breaking point. My tears rolled down my cheeks despite all my effort of holding them back. (For those who know me well enough...it's extremely hard for me to stop crying once I've started). And so I started sobbing and sobbing. Fortunately for me...it was soon over.
And now, every time someone gives me a complement on my eyebrow...I smile sheepishly...remembering the trouble I had gone thru for all that... I hate to think that I will have to do it again. Going into that Indian lady's house would be my worst nightmare ever. I can imagine her coming to me with a long white thread ready to pull out all my hair!!! And to think that she does pull out hair above the lips too! That must hurt even more terribly!!!
Ohhhh...when will bushy eyebrows come into fashion? ;P
It's over...
This whole week has been a week full of suspense... Checking the UTP website was my daily routine...sometimes I even checked more than once. Every sms sent to me would excite me...being afraid that it would bring the news that our final exam results were out. And yet...I was anxious to see my results even though I feared I might not have done so well.
At first I prayed hard that I would get 3.9 something. But as time went by, I began to lose hope...what with all the nervousness and stuff...this time, I prayed I would at least get into the Dean's list.
I called the ESU to ask about the results...the guy at the other end of the line thought I was calling about my application after PMR or SPM. He started checking the name list...getting me all excited and nervous...only to find out that I had called the wrong number! I then called UTP's exam unit and inquired on the said subject. He told me the results would be out on Friday and simply refused to check mine for me til it was out. And so...began the loooongggg wait for the results. I never gave up checking the UTP website however. Which was fortunate as the announcement came out that it would be out on Thursday.
We were out on Thursday spending our last day with my brother in Queensbay, the new gigantic mall in Penang. The minute we reached home, I headed straight to the computer. To my dismay, I couldn't get into the website again. This time I called the exam unit again and requested for my results...trying to make my voice sound more serious in case he would refuse me again. Fortunately for me, he agreed to get me my results this time...but with the condition that he would not read me the details...only my GPA and CGPA.
I got 3.91.... Well...my prayer was answered! It's above 3.9 at least... Praise God! But at that time, I realized that deep down inside, I was hoping for more...and I was disappointed. At least I conducted myself more calmly now...though I have to admit that I had to force my tears back inside. ;P But it was definitely way better than my first semester. Hehe. Was at a camp in Terengganu that time. Cried so much over a GPA of 3.93... Can't remember it without a grin spreading across my face. I must have scared Angie out of her wits then! Now I've realized how very difficult it is to score in university.
Well...I must say that I am glad after all. It could have been much much worse. And I got an A for the subject I was most afraid for...Signals & Systems. However...what beats me is that I got a B+ for my favourite subject...microprocessor I!!! Dr Yap was the most interesting lecturer this semester. And yet, I did well for Numerical Methods...the subject with the most boring lecturer on earth...Dr Narahari! Seems like the most unpredictable things can happen!!! ;P
At first I prayed hard that I would get 3.9 something. But as time went by, I began to lose hope...what with all the nervousness and stuff...this time, I prayed I would at least get into the Dean's list.
I called the ESU to ask about the results...the guy at the other end of the line thought I was calling about my application after PMR or SPM. He started checking the name list...getting me all excited and nervous...only to find out that I had called the wrong number! I then called UTP's exam unit and inquired on the said subject. He told me the results would be out on Friday and simply refused to check mine for me til it was out. And so...began the loooongggg wait for the results. I never gave up checking the UTP website however. Which was fortunate as the announcement came out that it would be out on Thursday.
We were out on Thursday spending our last day with my brother in Queensbay, the new gigantic mall in Penang. The minute we reached home, I headed straight to the computer. To my dismay, I couldn't get into the website again. This time I called the exam unit again and requested for my results...trying to make my voice sound more serious in case he would refuse me again. Fortunately for me, he agreed to get me my results this time...but with the condition that he would not read me the details...only my GPA and CGPA.
I got 3.91.... Well...my prayer was answered! It's above 3.9 at least... Praise God! But at that time, I realized that deep down inside, I was hoping for more...and I was disappointed. At least I conducted myself more calmly now...though I have to admit that I had to force my tears back inside. ;P But it was definitely way better than my first semester. Hehe. Was at a camp in Terengganu that time. Cried so much over a GPA of 3.93... Can't remember it without a grin spreading across my face. I must have scared Angie out of her wits then! Now I've realized how very difficult it is to score in university.
Well...I must say that I am glad after all. It could have been much much worse. And I got an A for the subject I was most afraid for...Signals & Systems. However...what beats me is that I got a B+ for my favourite subject...microprocessor I!!! Dr Yap was the most interesting lecturer this semester. And yet, I did well for Numerical Methods...the subject with the most boring lecturer on earth...Dr Narahari! Seems like the most unpredictable things can happen!!! ;P
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Why me???
The results are out!!!!! Or in other words...were out...til i finally got home to check my results. With much nervousness...part of it caused by my mum standing next to me repeatedly saying how scared she was...and my brother looking over my shoulder making rather irritating remarks...i quickly accessed the UTP website. To my dismay.....the page was not there....the one where we usually get our results by typing our exam id number. In its place was the page where we get to our webmail!!!
After trying several times...and typing my username and password...i called Gary to ask if the same thing had happened to him. He replied in the negative. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh.............. I felt like screaming my head off!!! Jesse told me William was also in the same situation...but that didn't comfort me at all....everyone else had already gotten their results.....except for me... :/
Ughhhhh.....why la...?
After trying several times...and typing my username and password...i called Gary to ask if the same thing had happened to him. He replied in the negative. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh.............. I felt like screaming my head off!!! Jesse told me William was also in the same situation...but that didn't comfort me at all....everyone else had already gotten their results.....except for me... :/
Ughhhhh.....why la...?
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Semester break's coming to an end!!!
Been having a great time this semester break. Time really does fly when you're having a great time! Only a wee bit more than 2 weeks of holidays left before classes start again and I'll be busy mugging away again. I must say I've been getting used to the free and easy lifestyle back home already...though I do miss my uni friends a lot! :)
Been having some cooking lessons with my parents. This time, I helped my dad baked cakes...chocolate cheese cake, fruitcake, butter cheese cake, chocolate cake..... On new year's day, our family time was spent cooking chicken rice, "tau eu" egg, soup....etc. Later in the afternoon my mum and I went over to Aunty Kim's apartment for a swim. 'Twas real fun playing monkey with the kids. Hehe. And got to go on the slide as well! Which makes it twice this sem break. I went on the slide at Sunkai too!!! (The one on the giant octopus) :P
Here are some random photos of my break. Enjoy!
At rimba feeding the fishes. (There's one great big fish peeking over our heads back there. ) :P
Getting bored in da car.
At sunway pyramid
My brother, cousins , Whiskey the dog and I at Grandma's house.
Winter time in Shah Alam agro park!
Been having some cooking lessons with my parents. This time, I helped my dad baked cakes...chocolate cheese cake, fruitcake, butter cheese cake, chocolate cake..... On new year's day, our family time was spent cooking chicken rice, "tau eu" egg, soup....etc. Later in the afternoon my mum and I went over to Aunty Kim's apartment for a swim. 'Twas real fun playing monkey with the kids. Hehe. And got to go on the slide as well! Which makes it twice this sem break. I went on the slide at Sunkai too!!! (The one on the giant octopus) :P
Here are some random photos of my break. Enjoy!
At rimba feeding the fishes. (There's one great big fish peeking over our heads back there. ) :P
Getting bored in da car.
At sunway pyramid
My brother, cousins , Whiskey the dog and I at Grandma's house.
Winter time in Shah Alam agro park!
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