Tuesday, February 27, 2007

It is confirmed. The mistake was the administration's fault.

My enrollment has been cancelled, and I am now waiting for March to come to register myself.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Me try to get out of degree

My degree programme starts tomorrow. The first class is Engineering Mathematics, the second Programming in C. But I have other plans tomorrow.

I was quite amused several days ago when I found my name inside the list of people eligible to enter the programme. The reason is that I have not yet completed my foundation programme, having repeated two subjects in the past semester and looking forward to complete the remaining two subjects that I dropped to take the subjects that I had to repeat.

I think it is better for me to be kicked out tomorrow rather than right smack in the middle of the first semester, where I will be quite into the programme to get out of it. Not to mention that it was probably the administration's fault that my name got onto the list. Hopefully, things will be much more clearer tomorrow. My friend, who is in the same situation as I am, will be joining me tomorrow in our search for answers. We must get this right before we get the loans approved; if not, the fuck up will be too big to handle - and it might get out of hand.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Me? Degree?

Some time ago I was notified by our online system that I am eligible for entry into the degree programme. I was under the impression that one has to pass all foundation programme subjects before being able to enter the degree programme. Apparently, this is not the case. I will enroll myself tomorrow, and then we'll see what happens.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

The reason for my absence

See ya!

Thursday, February 15, 2007


Absence makes the heart go fonder, they say. Or screws up the brain.

I found myself in my old school. There was a busy atmosphere, as if something is going to happen soon, perhaps an event. The whole school was mobilised. Newly painted walls were everywhere, even on the main hall's walls. And they were blue.

I found myself face-to-face with a 'friend' of mine, who apparently works as a painter. Not far from him I found a girl. The Girl, or as a friend of mine and myself included call her, 'Kh'. It seems that she wound up as a boyfriend to this 'friend' of mine, and obviously I wasn't too happy with it. From the look of it, all the five years that I spent chasing after her was wasted.

The next part was quite bizarre. The roads of the industrial area was replaced with gravel. The two-lane road was being expanded into a four-way avenue, and my car had difficulty in navigating that area. I arrived at a deserted residential complex, and found myself unable to get out as I did not take a parking pass when I entered. I slammed on the gas and rammed through the tollgate. Nobody pursued me, to my luck.

The school administration building, the porch. The headmistress was here. My distaste for her shows even in my dream when I kneeled down to take something and was quick to remember "I won't bow down to her".

After that I was transported back to the front of the school gate. This time, Jenny was here. She is still sweet as ever. Not that I ever talked to her, heh.

And the first thing that I remembered when I woke up was to send Jenny a Chinese New Year greeting.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

These climbs to the 8th floor will be the death of me, I swear. I mean, if you arrived at your destination and you feel like you want to puke or faint at the same moment - ouch. Anyway, tomorrow's the last day.

Friday, February 02, 2007

The Interview

I have an interview scheduled this Thursday morning. The alarm was set to 7 a.m., but my mom appeared and said that I could wake up anytime I want. Which caused me to wake up at 8:45, and I rushed like hell to get on the road and arrive before 10:00 as was ordered of us. I was furthered delayed by a Thaipusam procession, not that I have anything against it.

The car I parked quite a distance from the campus, after getting there around 9:50. After arriving at the waiting area, I noticed that my laptop bag has mud sprinkled around it. Drat. So I took my seat, but I didn't take my laptop out. You're not supposed to be surfing the Net while waiting to be interviewed!

The waiting time is the hardest. Each candidate took around 7 to 9 minutes to be interviewed. I was the fourth candidate.

For once I entered the room of power. Several nods, a greeting and I was invited to take a seat, which I promptly did. The lead interviewer is who I expected it to be, but the interviewers are faces familiar around the area. Frankly, I think my stuttering showed up during the interview. Which is either a good thing or a bad thing.

Anyway, I'll find out the results in a week,