The Remaining Days...

3 more days and it's sayonara to USM...

One paper left..the final paper
One Viva left..not Perodua Viva..it's a presentation

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately.
Have I made enough mistakes these 4 years to be able to learn from it?
Or I've been holding myself back and not make any mistakes which end up learning nothing in the end.

Dare to Fail - A book that I don't mind reading again and again.
It tells stories of famous people who failed and persevere nevertheless to achieve their dreams.

We are constantly searching for the dream that might not even existed.
Dreams gave us hope.
Hope is what drive us to become what we want to be.
But more often than not we are turned down by our own hope.
Sometimes it's hard to come back from a lost battle.

But...
What doesn't kill you, it makes you stronger.



It's not always about the destination, sometimes it's about the journey.
No matter what, keep searching!

First Year...Jul 2004 ¬ May 2005

It's the final week of my 4 years bachelor's degree.
I have spent 4 years in a place where I wished I hadn't been there in the first place.

Here's how the story begins...

(paused for a few hours)

Think I'll just put pictures...hehe

After the university orientation, hall orientation, finally it's the school orientation.
We were forced to go by our seniors. Even though they said it's compulsory for freshies, some just ignore them. =p

Of all the places in Malaysia, they chose a cave.



When we reached there, the seniors had already set up the tents ready for us to move in.



That was my first experience staying in a tent. It's not bad actually until the seniors said 4 persons had to stay in a tent. Uh...
And my tent had a stone beneath it. Crap...My back was pain the next day.



That night, we were divided into a few groups. Then we named our group Stalagtic after a deposit, usually of calcium carbonate, more or less resembling an inverted stalactite, formed on the floor of a cave or the like by the dripping of percolating calcareous water. But of course we change the spelling because we are a bunch of creative guys.




It's either that or we got the spelling wrong. Haha...



It was all about group presentation the whole night.
The seniors reminded those who wanted to take a morning bath to wake up earlier.
I woke up damn early and I spent like half an hour in the bathroom. Keke.
The guy waiting for me outside was damn pissed off. Don't blame me. Blame the stupid water. It was dripping not flowing.
Then it was the exercise session.



Then the game begins.



We started off a total stranger. We don't know each other but we bonded almost instantly.



From shoulder to shoulder, we overcame obstacles.



We danced together.



We enjoyed each other's company.



Then we tried to blow each other up. =p



That night, we went jungle trekking. They blindfolded us and brought us to some secluded places around the area. Then they made noises thinking that it's going to scare us.



Sorry...it didn't work.
Keke...



The next day it was time to go back to the buggy campus.



We packed...



Took pictures...



Then we were ready to go...



That was just the beginning of our 4 years journey.

This entry is a bit messy.
I'll try my best to make it more interesting at my next entry.
Until then...see ya!!

There's Never An End...Or Is There?

2 more weeks and it is the end of this semester.
No more classes, no more quizzes and no more hanging around with friends like the past 4 years.

3 more weeks: FYP submission.
Still on the way but a long way to go.

6 more weeks, exam's over!!!
It's not the end yet.

7 more weeks: FYP presentation (or we call it VIVA).
After that, no more university life. It's the end.

When I first applied for this course, I thought it was offered in University Science Malaysia in Penang Island.
Never did I know the existence of University Science Malaysia, Penang Mainland.
But I came anyway. Not that I have a choice.
It's a new campus with no entertainment around the area.

I dreaded Monday and waiting for Friday, all the time.
After 1st year, the time seems to past a bit more faster.

2nd year: I started to get used to the life here.

3rd year: Interesting and memorable one too. I started to enjoy myself more. I learned how to skip classes...keke. I don't know what the lecturers (some of the lecturers) were teaching though.
And my results started to drop too. But never mind.

4th year (final year): Results keep dropping...=p. Maybe will increase, a bit.
Have faith...I still have this final semester!
But I enjoyed more compared to the previous 3 years. There was less class to attend, but...
I still skipped it most of the time. Haha...

I can't wait to leave this university...
it's the people who make me not wanting to leave this university.

Friends will remain friends...
There's never an end....Or is there?