The 1st week of kuliah (classes?) were mostly introduction week (July 7th- 11th) for the courses I’d registered. While some lecturers were absent (“Digital System” & “Art Appreciation” Lame trans. I know.)… mostly just straight away went down to business - “Okay. For this semester, you must form group and do this and that…” – and my Math programmes are the best! Brief introduction and then class! Math class. Multiple math classes. I can’t wait for more…hahaha.
I finally had the opportunity to register for the course I missed. But it didn’t go well in the beginning. Ignorantly, I registered to a non-existent class. When I reached the class, it’s dark and lifeless… then I entered a class where (no offence!) the students didn’t look like the MUET Band 4/5/6 type. They were speaking to each other rudely… and two of the boys just finished smoking (smoking isn’t allowed in the campus). I knew because I could smell the hateful smell. Okay. Smoking’s unrelated to their MUET results… but trust me on this. It didn’t look like the class I’m supposed to be in. My suspicions were confirmed when I overheard the girls telling each other their MUET bands. Band 3…. and also when the lecturer came in and introduced the course’s name. I went out quickly and were lost among the classes. Next day, I looked at the notice board and saw that the class I registered to was cancelled.
“Sukan Perahu”, – which I realised later is related to Dragon boat 
The university should’ve Sky Diving – I will totally go for that. ^_^.
My least favourite course is TITAS. Because it’s basically history. I’m so bad at history. Tamadun Islam dan Tamadun Asia. (trans: Islam Civilization and Asian Civilization. @Peninsular Civilization. :-P )
New things I noticed about this new ‘phase’ of life…
- Notice Board Alert. Must know where the notice boards are for the courses I’m taking to get information – cancelled classes, extra classes, etc… – and always visit them because you’ll never know what you’ll miss.
- Living outside is not a bliss. It’s not easy living outside the campus. I’m aware it’s a bit far from home (I even ruined the routine my family had in the morning) but my problem isn’t that. I’m worried if I missed any announcements (esp. regarding PTPTN matters and classes…) during my absence. And here enters number 3’s importance.
- “What’s your cell phone number?” - Getting phone numbers of my coursemates suddenly becomes important to me. Everyone needs everyone’s numbers!
- Group VS Individual. I’m talking about assignments and projects. I’ve always prefer working on a project alone to working as a group but it’s so unavoidable now! Working with strangers (=someone I just know in class) irk me. I just wish we finish everything early and say our goodbyes. One thing that amused me is the way the lecturers want our groups formed – must be 1Malaysia-themed. Must have “Malay, Indian, Chinese and/or Others.” This is nothing new to me (& I expect the Sabahans and Sarawakians think the same too) ‘cos we do it all the time since primary school. In fact, I think I care more about the genders rather than the races.. “How many girls?” “Want any boys?” It seems apparent that a different thing is happening in Peninsular schools… it’s like the ads I saw on TV. [What’s wrong with you people? Sabahans and Sarawakians are Malaysians as well! ]
That’s all I have to blog about today. Duh. Lame last words.
(See the rowing boat image? I’m trying out the Zemanta plugin I installed for Windows Live Writer… actually my posts were mostly words, no images. So I’m going to decorate a bit starting from this post. Not too much though, that will take forever to load~)
Image via Wikipedia
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