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KOLEJ MAWAR! 

Pfft! Lame gimmick.. For those who don't know what or where is Kolej Mawar, please don't shed tears like it's the end of the world. Kolej Mawar is like in University Teknologi MARA, Shah Alam. It's where the girls stay, I guess. But, there's this block next to ours where I saw and still see men come and go. I don't know. Ask Pak Guard. This college is like the most strict college among all the colleges in UiTM. It's like, no dyed hairs, no tight clothes, no smoking, no fighting and etc. If Pak Guard sees you with all that wrong-doings, he'll sue you. Seriously.. Before I even reached Shah Alam, I imagined the place to be like an apartment. Yes, I'm an exageration-ist.. You know, where you have the place for you and your house mates alone. I was slightly disappointed to find that I'll be staying in a room not a house. I have like 3 room mates. Huda from Kelana Jaya, Nora from Damansara and Aishah from Terengganu or is it Kelantan? Sorry Aishah comel, kite lupe :) Hihihi! They are great plus awesome, alright? Get that right! 

Now, this Ayu, my classmate and Nora, my room mate. Ayu is sweet and nice, trust me. Trust me? Pfft.. Sweeping statement. She gave me her badge because I told them I wanted them so bad. Thanks, Ayu! Nora is like super sweet, okay. She's nice and kind :) And her skin colour, omy, you can see her clearly in the dark. LOL!

 Now now, the one to the left is Huda. And if you're not having eye problem, you'll know next to Huda is Ayu. I took pictures from Ayu's Facebook. I hope she don't mind :) Huda is like different.. I don't know how to describe her. She's super nice to me and to everyone else. She helped her room mates a lot too. Like, she help me sew my torn kurung, dyed Nora's and Ayu's hair black and some unnoticeable stuff she did. She even got herself a senior :D

This is like hours ago. My room mates are all gone to their houses and Aishah is sleeping over her teacher's place or something, so I'm alone. Those two girls, Marlyne and Zaharah came over, but now, Tasha is here with me, accompanying me tonight while I borrow her broadband. I don't have Aishah's picture cause du'h I don't own a camera or a mobile phone with good camera. Maybe next time.

Please tell me you're alive.. I know I just made you bored to death. I got a 1, 2 and 3 for you (please pretend you undertand). Which is ;

1. It has been a week since I last blog and go online.
2. I have a lot to tell.
3.  I'm not gonna be able to update this blog when the class starts.

 Right! Like always, we have to have orientation. They call it Minggu Destini Siswa (MDS). It was okay, but tiring and emotional. By emotional, I meant, you have to do everything in rush with hundreds of people with different kind of attitudes in a week. And mind you, the free meals, sucks.. Seriously! Everything comes with price. So, when you get free meals, you should not expect something tastes like Pizza Hut. Good that I manage to gobble the food..  

The one thing I hate when we have to queue up is that some people don't really understand what it means. 

    queue up - form a queue, form a line, stand in line;  

They definitely took queuing up to the next level. They cut the line, push you here and there and maybe trying to kill you if you don't give way. It was totally annoying! BUT, when I tried to do that, all eyes were on me. I mean, not the pushing or killing-lah. The line cutting. They stared at me like I have sex in public. Ugh.. *eyes rolled

The other thing I hate is people's first impression. I don't know how people see me, but I know how a group of people see me. They were like, saying I'm arrogant,aloud  when they walked right behind me. Dude, look at yourself, if really you wanna talk and be friends with me, talk to me. I don't wanna talk to you because you're mean. I even smiled at you when you and your friends said that, but you were like jeling me. Pfft.. How old are you already? Six? Go play in the playground, please..  I understand if people saying I'm arrogant and stuff, but that's because I don't know how to speak first. That's one of my bad habits.But, thanks to you guys, I'm trying to speak first. And I feel sorry that you guys have to live with your awful self. 

I also notice that people like to talk about you or just hate you for no apparent reason. Like, I was at the dining hall and I saw plus heard my name being mentioned a few times by many different people and they were like looking at me not with a smile on their face. I was like, what the fuck.... At the same time, I'm glad they know my name. LOL! They never did talk to me and already talk about me? Awesome! I heard my name when I went for dinner just now and the whole table was like looking at me, well, some just jeling. Yarabi..... Like seriously, I never did anything that would annoy anyone. I swear. I was quiet all the time. I talk only when people talk to me, laugh when people make jokes, smile when people smile at me. Maybe it was because the dancing stuff. We have to gelek much and you know, girls, they don't like seeing other people gedik. If you wanna be a dancer, gedik is a must. On stage, only. If that's the reason people talk about me, please grow up and accept the fact that you probably hate yourself.

No, not everyone are like them, haters. Most of them are great people. Some are so friendly that I become so comfortable when I'm with them. I love you guys :') And I'm so excited to go to class this coming Monday. Looking forward to it! I must admit I'm starting to like UiTM, Shah Alam. Wish me the best tomorrow because it's 5.40 PM and I have to wake up at 8.00 PM.