Making mistakes and learn from it and go on.

Dearest Diary,

Today I experienced once again coming back to UITM Shah Alam. It is for the sole purpose of admission for my little sis.

Early this morning I awakened by my father's voice asking me to go. Blurred and totally unaware I got up and got ready. As I was ironing my blue checkered short sleeve t-shirt, my sis went pass me carrying a towel to bathe, saying , " Tell dad to just go have his breakfast first!" . I couldn't believe it. Well that's what she is.. "Is" means that hopefully, in time she'll gather more senses in herself.

 

Then hurriedly we went to Taman Maluri and after getting the letter, went straight to UiTM Campus in Shah Alam, with dad at the back seat and me with the key. Hm..so that's what a son is for right? Helping in times of need to the bearers and care-givers. No complaints.

 

We arrived at the gate, and after getting the passes, went straight to the Cancelery Office. Its actually a new building straight up from the Main Big Arched Gate. I am an alien here in UITM, totally. I can't remember was the last time I went here. Where is where? Confused..in 5 years, so much have changed...so much..Come to think of it..SO have I..hehehe Thank God I am going post grad studies..

 

We waited outside the Office, since the VC was away on meeting that will end at around lunch time. So I was told , since I went to the loo immediately reaching level 6, the office. I saw my sis kinda agitated and motivated to go somewhere. She was convinced by the Senior Guard to take matters to our own hands and meet the Asst Registrar at the Innovation Cent re. Kinda blurry still, hesitantly I agreed, not knowing what to do actually. Luckily my father was thinking more clearly at that time and thank God for that.

 

Hurriedly I drove to the center, only to find a students in line in a cramped up space and plus some unhappy parents. And I am still hesitant and powerless to say, or do anything. A determined parent knocked on the glass and persuaded the staff to open the door. And they succumbed and proudly the father dashed inside bringing his daughter  and also wife inside.  I am feeling claustrophobic. Outside, the Notice was saying " To all unsuccessful candidate please, appeal on line for the November Intake." I just had a hunch to where this is leading. We went back to the Cancelery.

 

Still no sign of the VC, and since it was lunch time, we went to the First Floor for lunch.After that went to the Pusat Islam to pray.

All the time in UiTm I was thinking hard , reminiscing about bitter sweet memories here. The place that I learned a lot about life and living. About who I am. About who I am now.. And most of the time I was thinking about the other possibilities had I not had my two feet placed her..

What are my expectations and what have life offered. Hmm most of the time there in PI I was dissatisfied...

 

 After that hurriedly I went back to the car not knowing that I had slipped the Visitor's Pass somewhere.Father and my sis had waited inside the car.

 

We had to get back to the Canselery before 2.00 cause they are gonna have a meeting at 2.30. So Dad and my sis went out quickly as I parked the car. As I try to get out, I noticed that my Visitor's Pass was missing. I was frantically searching everywhere for it.. And since it was new, so I decided to drove back to PI to look for the Pass. I searched up the stairs , the hallway, the toilet , everywhere and to no avail. It was lost and I do not have a single clue as to where it was. Feeling blur and depressed, I went back to the Office.

 

Then only I realised, Oh how ungrateful I am ..After what UITM offered me, after all the places that I have been. How dare of me to be ungratefull. Bad could get worse, still worse could get  worser..I have been so ungratefull..

 

 

And when I went there..I saw my dad feeling happy and filled with gratitude to those who had helped us. And Kish also. Office Management (QM114) in Sri Iskandar, UiTm Campus in Perak...I was blur and depressed before and now I am in a state of anger cause the course that Kish got wasn't at all planned by me, or my dad or kish. I am in a state of dissatisfaction. I was thinking that she'll gonna think back on this day . and wished that they'll gonna change that.

 

We went down to the cafe cause we had to wait for the official letter. We had tea there.I was recklessly saying what I had in mind the feelings, my plans for Kish. Suddenly, my dad patted me on my back saying " Oh, you just couldn't get everything in this world". Surprisingly the pat, eased my grievances. Just like that.

I begun to think straight.

 

And so, It's okay that kish got the course Office Management (SS14) so ? Life goes on..It doesnt matter..Cause nobody's perfect. You try to correct damn everything that you have screwed in your life and you plan for the best so that the mistakes won't be repeated. So it didn't work out. Ask the person who is in charge..She's happy and Dad's happy and that's all that counts..It was worth it, all the sacrifices that they had made. And this is the peak of it. Thank God. And how could I have been so ungrateful?

 

Hmm..thats what life's about anyway..Making mistakes and learn from it and go on.

 

And the letter finally arrived and we went back to PI to pray. After prayers, the makmums all dissipated, I had to urge to ask the Imam about my missing visitor's pass.. I was about to go and then..I thought..."NaaaH" I turned around and went.

My father saw my gesture , instead he went straight to the Imam who went inside. I heard some cheery laughter and went inside out of quriosiy. And there..I found the Imam holidng my visitor's pass.

 

 

Preseverance

Dear Diary,

 

Today I awake after the 'dreadful' alarm made by Fiz, Ikie's bro. He recorded himself saying to me bangun..bangun..Somehow the sound of a stranger makes you alert and woke you up instantly without any hesitation.

 

Today..I had breakfast with Ikie, joined later by Rpah and Ayie. We chatted.

 

Then I went to the lab. I tried heating up the TLC plates on the heat-stirrer with the minimum of heat level. At first it turned out okay. Then it doesn't look right. The plate does not heat up properly . Thus, I turned it around. Then, splatter, crack..Ooops.. I did it again. Luckily Lee Choo's not around.. hehe I wiped all the mess. And the I went downstairs asking if I could use the incubator. To no avail. The LA said that they are still being used by the undergrad students..Alas..

Hmm.. I thought to myself.. I must do it the traditional way or the 'primitive way' as Dr. A says it..Hmm I heated it up ..by Bunsen..and it took so long to so a single plate...Splatter crack..ooops...Hmm..I decided i wanna do it at the next lab..Cause the temperature isn't as freezing . So I did it for one hour..And the Bunsen ran out of gas..Oopss...Wow..talk about preseverance  as a Post Grad Student..Lots of challenges..

 

Well I shall never give up..Cause I noticed the only thing that is easy to get in this world is something that you didn't want in the first place..Hmmm.. isn't it ironic...

 

Then..the Bioinfo had a small 'jamuan' to welcome the new students majoring. So we feasted on scraps..Actually lots of mee/noodle and meehoon. Plus the tea and coffee..all to go!..

Dr. A said about the high standards of my external and so does Ayie..and he advises me to 'write properly' . Hmmm....

 

I didn't go jogging as planned cuz..the thought of 'warmth' of the 'jamuan' will boost my spirits..And it does ..it really does..

Okay I have to go ...thats all..

 

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Balik Kuala..

On Saturday and Sunday..
I drove my family back to Kuala Kangsar.. Cause my mom misses my grandpa ..
So I obliged, after a smooth persuasion eye to eye with me.. My dad knows that it works everytime ..

Before we arrived at my grandpa's house we had lunch by the riverside. And surprisingly the 'ikan bakar'alone costs RM35.What type of freshwater fish is so expensive..(Ikan temaling? C..something..). And now i just hate catfish..I just can't stand the head of the fish.. Looks so distardedly retarded..And plus I had eaten too much of that stuff..
Asked Joi out..and he took us to Gerai Torek..Hmm nice..just outside the highway. And he bought some 'mee rebus' for my folks at my granpa's house..And it was so delicious even my granma admits it.

We brought along the the astro smart card to watch AF3 at Kg.

Hmm as usual the trip to Kuala Kangsar isn't complete without going to Senggang. Hmm..What's so special about going to Senggang.. I guess much of it goes to my dad seeing his uncle..They're pretty much close. I guess my dad missing his dad is being fulfilled by seeing his uncle..And I guess my dad's uncle is much, much more friendlier and more philosophical than my own grandad. And seeing such a big family but still so close well..it just makes your heart melt. Tok Lot has so much grandchildren of 40 and children of 11. Hmm big..huge family.

But still, I wonder if I am gonna be that close after this..Considering that many grandcousins that I have..

Our Wan Chik gave us some durians from my granpa's orchard...

the new semester starts

Dear Diary,

Today is Monday, and the new semester starts( SEM 1 2005/6) again. And as I drove my car through UM to get to the faculty, I see "Whoa..so much students everywhere!"

Today, I saw my picture again in the Buku Panduan Fakulti under the course subject that my supervisor teaches this semester. Hmm..well I guess as Nana said, my supervisor is kinda..well 'happy' that I am his student. And although hard for me to swallow, I guess it's true.

I had an exciting tea with Ikie, Ayie and Sham at Wahid's Cafe. And the usual jokes took place. It all started with the elimination of Aidil AF3 last week. Then, back at the lab, Ayie invited us for some durians. Which I didn't or can't take. Then after feeling I had enough glycogen/lipid stored in my liver, I decided to go jogging.

After I finished, (hmm) a surprise awaits. Ikie and his brother is here to finalise the semester's subjects. As stinky as I am right now, unwillingly I helped them.

A great day.

Dear Diary,
Well today has been such a great day. Cause today I jogged around the campus. Since time is short and my energy will soon deplete, I  must really type quickly.

 

I woke up at around 10.00 to the sound of my hand phone ringing. It was Nadia. She wants to make an appointment with me to go to the lab today. And thus I got ready.

Mum declared through the sound out of the door that she will have to use the car because the market-on-bike-man didn't come today. And thus I agreed half-heartedly.

 

I kick-start the motorbike. And had to hose the seat of bird poo ..then only got onto it.I arrived at the lab at 11.25a.m., strangely no feeling of repulse coz of the incident yesterday. No feeling of guilt either. Hmm.a good feeling I had today.

 

Nadia said that since I was late, she saw Dr Raja S and had lunch with him instead. Hmm. then I decided to have lunch with the 2 girls.  

 

After lunch,  after getting an sms from Nadia saying shes waiting at the lab, I walked back to the lab. From a distance I could see the way she was mimicking the way I walked. So, she had to rummage through some catalogue and I told her that It would be easier to just ask the our lab asistant, Miss Chan. And so she agreed and found out that the catalogue of the products she was searching for isn't there in the lab.

 

And so we went to Hisham's lab and found it. She made some contacts and an appointment with the lab asistant there. After that Nadia treated me with some refreshments at Bakti. Hmm. we talked about fragile matters.

 

I did my work at 3.00 and finished at 4.30. Hmm after that logged on to the internet. At 5.00 Hisham asked me out for tea and the 2 girls joined. We met Ikie there.

At around 6.45 I started jogging around the campus and at 7.30 I finished, took a bath. And logged on again.

 

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Monotonous Monday

Dear Diary;

Today is like another day of my life I came to the lab late. I was sleeping late because of the DVDs that I had purchased in Low Yat and also because of the anti-virus I had installed in my computer. ( I haven't had the chance to even plug in my new DVD writer) cuz in a way, I realized my PC upstairs has run out of power supply cords.
The infection of the virus has been rampant. There was no way of stopping it. PnP Programs like I-Mesh that Kish installed downstairs had caused few phone calls to the Netherlands to be made. (How logical is that). Although our house phone number had been changed, still the phone calls are to be traced back to the Netherlands and also Singapore..?
Today, the computer that Ikie sent to Ayie has been reinstalled Win XP and also anti-virus by Panda Software. Currently the 3 PCs inside this lab is running anti-virus scan as I type this.
Just now, before Maghrib, Dr Amir was using this PC (ex-Lee Choo) and that time I had already in mind to just wanna go home. In that case, I didn't. So was I didn't have the mood to do any work.

We (Ayie, Rpah and Ikie) had our tea break at the cafe downstairs. And since I ate I tried to push myself to go jogging. But my legs..they chickened out on me. So be it. The reason was that I didn't have enough sleep. So anyways, the view from the cafe was, seeing the new students walking/jogging by rows.. So wouldn't want to be jogging with them wouldn't we?

And I just had dinner with Ikie accompanying me at the ArRahman Cafe. I had a spicy tomyam and rice. Plus neslo drink.

Hand Phone ku dicurik

Asalamualaikum,

Hmm.. peristiwa Khamis petang 23 June 2005. Tidak dapat kulupa. Peristiwa Hp ku di curik. Aku berada di lab bersebelahan sahaja untuk jangka masa satu jam. Kemudian alih-alih, dah takde dah Hp ku itu.. Actually, itu Hp ayah, aku pinjam memandangkan Hp ku dihantar ke kedai untuk dibaiki (still under warranty).

Aku kembali ke lab aku..mencari Hp ku..tetapi tidak berjumpa. Ingatkan ada kat Lab sebelah. So aku pun pulanglah dengan confident Hp aku ada kat sebelah . Ingatkan esok boleh lah ambik.

Bila esok menjelang, setelah puas membelek2..Baru ku tahu Hp ku telah dicurik. Hmm. Aku pun terpaksa bertindak pantas ...dan mengaktifkan siren. Hmm.. terpaksa la report polis. Ayie & Arpah sungguh berbaik hati untuk menemankan aku ke Balai Polis Pantai.

Masa sudah suntuk, aku terpaksa menangguhkan plan untuk ke Maxis Center terdekat (KLCC) untuk bersolat Jumaat. Setelah selesai solat Jumaat, tidak lama selepas itu, Ayie dan Arpah menemankan aku ke KLCC. Mudah aja prosedurnya. Rupa2 tidak payah melaporkan pada polis kerana nama aku telah pun berdaftar.

Setelah meronda2 untuk sekian lama, Arpah terus berjumpa Kak Efa kawannya. Maka aku dan Ayie pun pergi berjalan-jalan sehinggalah Kedai Hampir tutup. Kami makan dinner dan sebelum menaiki LRT, kami singgah di Sony Wings.

Secara keseluruhannya, aku amat bersyukur kerana walaupun Hp dicurik, tetapi alhamdulillah bukan hp ku, dan mempunyai rakan2 yang sedia membantu. Ini amat berbeza dengan peristiwa kehilangan motorsikal pada tahun 2003 yang sangat memilukan.

p/s: Thanks to Luke for suggesting me making a link to my motorcycle theft story.