Wednesday, November 23, 2005
The next 12 months will be a very interesting journey for me. I never thought I would find myself actually feeling such excitement when talking about anything related to school. I am excited because I'm doing the most interesting courses ( for me, that is)...doing things I've always wanted to do, and KNOW I want to do in the future.
Now, who said ITE was hopeless? Whoever that person is deserves to be shot in the head, because I'm loving life in ITE. You're only hopeless when you make yourself to be!
Here's what we will be doing this semester:
Business Communications
Public Relations
Event Management
Entrepreneurship
(an elective module. the other 3 choices being Human Resource Administration, Banking & Finance Services and Web Publishing.)
Sad to say, there are still people who will have that stereotypical impression of ITE students. Well, that's too bad for them. I've got nothing to prove to anyone but myself. I know that biggest reward for me will be the maximum satisfaction I get from being in control of my life. For knowing what I want to do. For being ambitious.
I warned my Event Management lecturer, Mr Zainal, that I am a very ambitious person. I am going to work my ass off and enjoy the sweet experience of being all competitive and working under pressure.
Speaking of which, our Event Mgmt lecturer, Mr. Z, is the only person who can keep us quiet for two whole freaking hours,not even moving our asses from the seats. The only one who can talk for 2 hours straight without any students begging for breaks. He has such flair and charisma! Such charm...So naturally, he'd be popular among the girls in the school. Everyone's always vying for his attention. And he'd offer it so willingly, they fall in love with him. He's quite a big shot I must say, looking at all the things he'd done before he started to teach at the ITE. In fact, he started his own hotel.
Heh, and there are new lecturers around. One really caught my my friends' and my attention. We call him Ricky Martin. Haha, but only 'cause he's got quite an ass. You have got to see it for yourself! Once he kept walking past me while we were seated in class, Asilah suddenly said, "Don't you just wanna slap his ass?", like as if she knew what we were secretly thinking. *GASP* hahaha.
Anyway, my schedule is gonna be crazy and all screwed up. But fun, i guess. I'm psyched!
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I went for two Basic Theory Practice lessons just now from 7 all the way till 8.30. Basically, I had to try out the different sets of questions which are simililar to the questions which we're gonna hav to answer for the real test itself. So I went into the room, and most of the seats were already taken so I went to a seat nearest to me, beside this guy who seemed rather restless. No papers, no pens. Only a monitor screen and your finger. Yes, it's all touch-screen.
Throughout the whole session, the room was silent but what I found so annoying was that some people can't seem to understand that it's 'TOUCH-SCREEN' and not 'HIT-SCREEN'. You could hear the continuous staccatos of *thud**thudthud* when their fingers hit the screen as if threatening it to be correct, or else. And the guy beside me was not making things any easier. He kept mumbling and twisting and turning in his seat with the constant "urgh"s, "aiyah"s, "pfshhh"s, "hmph"s. Argh, shut up!
After doing a few sets, I started getting less FAILs (below 90% or 45/50) and more PASSes. In fact, I got 100% twice. So i immediately booked another practice lesson as well as Evaluation Test (Mock Test) for tomorrow morning, before school. You see, in order for you to take the Basic Theory Test, you have to pass your Mock Test first. Looking forward to it, though I'm not really looking forward to waking up really early in the morning when I could get more sleep 'since school starts at 12pm tomorrow. Come on, Fiza. You can do it!
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Happy Birthday, Shahidah dearest! You're Seventeeeeennn. We've been friends for 5 years now. I got to know you from the scrawny little giggly preteen to the blur and quirky pal to the fabulous babe that you are now. I can't believe you're taller than me now. Blurgh. The changes I' ve seen in you are amazing and they're only for the better. You're not getting any younger but certainly getting wiser. To more babelicious years lah, babe. Love you many many!!
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I'll be posting up more pictures soon! Hari Raya, gigs, school and more =)
later.
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Friday, November 18, 2005
I don't blog for an audience. So, if you're reading this and you find it boring and not amusing....well, it's not supposed to. Now shoo...go away. I wanna try remember how i spent my days.
To my friends who asked how I've been doing,
Let's recap on what I did since my last post.....Here goes.
3 November. Hari Raya's not too happening this year. In fact, it's not happening at all. First day had been awkward. Awkward's not good. Let's hope it's better next year.
4 NovemberSecond day, the cousins on the dad's side went out 'cause Lily had to go back to KL the next day. We caught The Legend of Zorro at Lido. Do not watch it unless you're a huge fan of Antonio Banderas/ Catherine Zeta-Jones. Damn, that's $8.50 gone...just like that. I'm not much of a movie buff. I'm not much of a movie buff and seldom go to the movies just because. Urgh. In fact, it's a waste of time...unless the movie's really good. 'The Beach', the one with Leonardo DiCaprio. That's a good one. And 'American Beauty'. Oh and I bumped into old classmate, Isa.
7 November, Happy Birthday Piz! Went out with Nor. Bumped into Ana. Met her when we joined School of Rock. She was a journalist but now freelancing.
8 November. First day at Music Concerto. I like it better than Yamaha. Aunt is back from Pakistan.
9 November. Happy Birthday to me. I'm 18 now. No big birthday bash tho. In fact, I didn't even wanna celebrate it. But my family surprised me with a Swensens Ice-Cream Cake when my friends came over for Hari raya visiting. Thanks. I love you guys. And my dad actually asked to take a picture with me. 'Cause I'm 18 now. Weird. Thanks to everyone who messaged me, 12 midnight or not. And Grams, you give the best presents.
11 November. Drama at Ite College East's CeMTA (Centre for Music and the Arts). I got a role in the upcoming production that will be staged next April. I'm playing a mother. Heh. Nice people over there. Just imagine. Once school starts, I will have to travel from my campus in Clementi all the way to Simei, after school every Friday. Oh boy, we're gonna have so much fun.
That evening, there was also that gig over at cathay Cineleisure. Took alot of pictures with the D50. The photos suck. The camera is excellent but I'm gonna have to brush up on my photography skills.
After that, had supper with dearest Shahidah at Swensen's. Had a great time lah, babe. We shall meet up again soon!
Oh and I bought some birthday presents for myself. Heh. Okay, that's just an excuse to splurge. New bag, new shoes, new top. I shouldn't have bought the Jack Purcell though. Should've just bought Chuck Taylors. Oh hell. And I love the top.
12 November. My aunt came over 'cause she wasn't around on the first day of Hari Raya. She told us about her experience in Pakistan. About having to pee in Ziploc bags in the middle of the night 'cause the toilet was too far away. A woman wanted to give her newborn to my aunt.
13 November. Balik kampung. Grandmother's kampung in Malacca. I don't remember doing much. Slept alot though. In the car on the way there. At the house, 'cause the place was so quiet & serene. In the car on the way back. Anyway, somebody who lived a few houses away was found lying unconscious in a pool of blood by some of the villagers. The old man who lived alone was in the bathroom the night before and was found only the next morning.
14 November. 2nd lesson at Music Concerto.
15 November. 3rd lesson at Music Concerto.
16 November. Registered at Bukit Batok Driving Centre. Wooohooooo. Finally.
17 November. First basic Theory lesson. The instructor was amusing. But do they HAVE to keep mentioning "accidents", "killed", "deaths" and "injuries"? They showed this picture where a motocycle hit a car and the rider and pillion's body had flung in the air. It was scary. When I got home, I asked my sis if she feels scared when she drives. To which she said, "Yes, because I'm afraid if something might happen to Dad's car. Then I'm really dead." Blurgh. Thanx eh.
18 November. Drama at Ite College East. Everyone had a blast. On the way home, bumped into Simon in the train.
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OMG. Like, does my life sounds so boring or what? haha. Well, it's not. Plus, I'm joining this Arabic lang. class on Saturdays with my sister.
Well, it's gonna get even more hectic once school starts. That's on Monday. School, Driving lessons, Keyboard lessons, Drama practices, Arabic classes, Farewell concert rehearsals.
Woohoo! I'm gonna hav me some fun!
So don't blame me for the crappy blog posts. I could barely think anymore.
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