Amirah’s Dream World

I mentioned a couple of entries ago that I'll be updating this journal a lot more. I really want to, but apparently Vox is not really anonymous-friendly and printer-friendly.

I was actually thinking of letting my family watch this journal as my Livejournal is friends-locked and the things written there are not something I want my parents, or anyone from the family actually, to see and I'm too lazy to un-lock it.  But unlike Livejournal, Vox doesn't allow anonymous to comment. You have to join if you want to. And there's the not 'printer-friendly' problem.

I also mentioned in the same entry of using this journal for my COMPSI 111 Lab Assignment. Apparently, it can't be done. Instead of printing only the journal entries, it printed everything on the page, including the ads. I don't think the markers want to see that.

And so, my third journal is created. Printer-friendly, anonymous-friendly and I don't think it can be locked or maybe I'm just not looking around enough. That journal is more open and definitely safer than my Livejournal. So thanks to Adlina, my Escaping the Dream World journal is born. Do drop by if you want to, but right now the entries are the same as the ones on Vox. It will mostly about my life, studies, etc. and probably almost nothing about my rambling/fangirling.

This journal? I'll probably post something that I don't mind people reading, but don't want anyone commenting on it. Unless you already have a Vox account.

See you there.

Four weeks into the second semester, I have so many, different thoughts about the courses I'm taking this semester. I'm taking four subjects (as usual): English Language Teaching (LANGTCHG 300), Applied English Grammar (Linguist 203), Assessment, Measurement and Evaluation (EDUC 225) as my main courses and Mastering Cyberspace (COMPCI 111) as my elective. And my thoughts on these subjects?

LANGTCHG 300: The course itself is fun, but the lectures are boring and can put anyone to sleep. -.- There are two lecturers teaching the subject, but you have to sit at the front of the lecture hall to actually listen to what they're saying. Their voices are just too small. Oh, and the lecture hall isn't a real lecture hall after all. We don't have any
tutorial except for two hours lecture per week.

Linguist 203: Basically, we learned this back in our first year in IPBA, so I doubt we have major problems for this subject. And, the lectures and tutorials are interesting except for a few facts: Our lecturer tends to get off-topic when explaining something (like last week, I honestly don't know linguistic questions can lead about talking about dictionaries during lecture.) and during tutorials, his explanation sometimes make us more confused. Well, it was fun since we've learned about it before, or else it will more confusing for us.

EDUC 225: I think I have a love-hate relationship with this subject. I love the lectures and tutorials, but I really hate the assignments. Sorry Gavin for hating your lecture for our EDUC 283 last semester, but your lectures for 225 are simply interesting and easy to follow. Except you start talking about maths and all the calculations crap. I failed at being a mathematic teacher. And, yes, your example of me being extremely bad at math and good at writing hit all the right marks.

COMPSI 111: Took this course just to fill in the elective, at first. Then, the lectures are quite interesting (although they are three hours per week) and we get to sit in the computer lab for three hours to do our lab assignments. EVERY WEEK. The topics used in labs are interesting, though. Will be learning how to create a web page in this week's lab.

Overall, I love all the subjects this semester. Not to bits of course, but I really want to get good grade this semester. Last semester, I don't even care about as long as I pass.

And let me get started by finishing the 300 assignment I have to submit tomorrow. Procrastination is a bitch.

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It has been one year and four months since the last time I actually wrote something in here. If the last post can be counted as an update, that is.

But I guess there's nothing much to say too.

I decided to update my Vox journal again after I was reminded of it during the COMPSCI 111 lab today. For those who doesn't have a blog of their own, they have to make one, and update it as well. My Livejournal has been friends-locked and I simply too lazy to un-lock it, then lock it again just for the sake of the lab assignment. Then I remembered this blog. My poor, abandoned Vox journal.

So yeah, I decided to use this blog for my assignment, since it is definitely cleaner and safe-to-the-eyes journal compared to the other one.

And, I have also decided to try to frequently update this blog and make it more academical and more... realistic. My other blog tended to show the other side of me: an obsessed girl who only know when to squeal and rarely have a serious entry about my life. Except a few.

So yeah, to my small group of friends (who most I already know in real life), nice to see you again.

HE. IS. OFF. LIMIT.

No, I'm not talking about Mr. H. This was the line I keep saying to myself since the day I found out about his break-up with his girlfriend almost a month ago. He seemed to be happier now, thus convincing the rumors that their relationship won't last long.

Not surprising, I was one of the ones saying that two years ago.

He was too ignorant, she was too controlling. He was caring, but more so to other people than her. She was possessive, and more so with him.

But more importantly, he loves me just like a younger sister. Not someone more, which frustrated me the most.

A friend told me that now was my chance to get him, or at least, get closer to him.

I denied, of course, by saying we were nothing more; just siblings. But no one knew, how I would do almost anything to change that simple statement.

More than anything else.

He was faraway from her, but faraway from me as well. He avoided her, but did not avoid me.

That confused me like hell.

There was once I wanted to ask him; who was I to him, what was our relationship to him. But I could not, for the fear of anything that linked us together for these three years.

To my 'brother': I know you won't have a chance to read this, but I love you. Just in what way... I can't even say, let alone to spell it. Thank you for just being there, close enough to be an important person to me, but not close enough to be the most important one.

In less than 3 weeks we will be having our final exam for the foundation year. Language Description, Language Development, Social Studies and English Studies. While I'm worried about the Social Studies paper, I'm don't really care about English Studies paper. Bad, I know, but blame it on my lecturer on this. Her classes only make me hate literature more...

This week is also the third week of our fasting month. Just about one week more and we will reach Aidilfitri. Somehow I don't really mind about this year festival, just like for the past two years ago. In 2005, we have to come back to our college after the fourth day of Aidilfitri, and in 2004, I was busy with my preparation for the SPM that year. So, although I can't wait to see my cousins and the money that we get, this year's festival is not something I'm eagerly waiting for.

Just like what have been mentioned in Adlina's newest post, the city where our college is situated in has been surrounded by haze. It was annoying, and I can bet that by the end of the week a lot of people will get sick. I myself  was sick yesterday. One whole day worth of class gone just like that. Yesterday (9 October 2006), we got heavy rain in the afternoon and most people had hoped that the rain would chase the haze away, but unfortunately, it has not. And I think it just got worse after the rain! The reason of the bad haze is because of the harvesting season in Indonesia. This kind of situation happens almost every year, but this is the first in a long time it had been this long and this bad. And unlike Adlina, which her hometown is not affected by the haze - Kelantan is on the other side of the peninsular-, the people in my hometown will probably have to wear mask by the time I reach home in two weeks.

Too many events and incidents have happened in this one month that I don't know if my body can ever take it much longer.

What do you usually do on Sunday?

    If I don't have anything planned, I will usually wake up late, laying on the bed doing nothing, checking my laptop and skipped breakfast. Relaxing and saving money at the same time. Sometimes I do wake up early, but because I have to do something like homework, wash clothes, etc...
   
    If I have a plan, it is usually going shopping. But still, we go out around lunch time, so we will eat lunch outside. We come back in the evening, or just at night.

    Although I always looking forward for Sunday, but Sundays also remind me that my weekend is reaching its end...

Tomorrow morning, one of the closest person to me will be leaving for oversea's study for four years. She is my best friend. Although I always say I'll support her no matter what her decision might be, it is still quite painful to watch her leave. I mean, four years is not a short time. And who knows how long we will remain in contact with each other?

She will be going to Illinois University for her Bio-Chemistry course. Well, she wanted to do another course, but somehow she is well fit for the Bio-Chemistry course instead. As I have mentioned above, she'll be leaving for four years, and she even told me that maybe she won't come back for holidays during those four years.

Thinking about her leaving, I couldn't help but reminisced way back when we first met.  It was in 1996 (way long ago!!!). I was transferred to another school, her school, because my current school was too far away in the city and my dad did not enough time to send me. My old school is an all-girl school, which my mum said was good for me, being raised up around girls after being surrounded by boys at home. My best friend and I were in different class, her class was the first class, while mine was the fourth class. But, our classes were side by side, so we recognized each other. We never talked during that one whole year (!!), just some occasional glances and smiles.

At the start of the second year, I transferred from the fourth to the first class. Then was the time I first talked to her and FINALLY got to her name. We quite close, but yet not too close, since I'm more into the 'hyper-active' group while she was more into the 'sensible' group. But apart from that, we got along quite well.

Note that during that year we were busy studying for our first big exam. If we pass all three papers, we will be able to skip one grade from the third grade to the fifth grade. And let just say that both of us passed that stupid, stressing (don't blame me, we were only nine that time) and we got to the same fifth grade class.

We became closer and closer during that two years and turned out that we share a lot of same interest. We became so close that our parents knew about our friendship and my parents knew her parents too.

After the sixth grade, we moved to different schools. I went to a normal school and she went to a full-hostel school. Let just say it was hard for us to contact each other, but each time there was a holiday, we will talk to each other via by the phone.

During the next five years our friendship were renewed by phone calls and hangouts each time every holiday came. Amazingly, both of us developed another interest that accidentally was the same interest - manga and anime while we were not together. So anime and manga were some of the main topics that came out when we talked to each other (apart from school and boys).

Last year both of us got into our colleges and shockingly, we are in the same district! Although we still can't see each other as we hope for since our holiday were different, we have lots of fun talking about places that we have or haven't visited yet.

Early this year, we met during my birthday and she bought a poster of PoT for me and I bought her a Bleach poster as her late birthday present (she's older than me by one month!).
 

And now she's leaving for her dream. I feel happy for her now that she can achieve what she wants all this time, but it was kind of empty imagining her being so far away from me.

Erm... guess this will be my first post here. Thanks to Adlina, I was invited here.

This is my second blog after Livejournal. While I expressed my obsession interest there, I guess I'll be more serious here.

Hopefully I can do that....