She ain't a diva.

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Miri, Sarawak, Malaysia
I write to keep from going mad from the contradictions I find among mankind - and to work some of those contradictions out for myself. If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves. - Michel de Montaigne

Monday, June 27

First impression.

I just deleted two paragraphs of craps as I was to paranoid. I don't enjoy people hating me. But if you still do, that is none of my business. I need to learn to accept the fact that not everyone will like me.

Moving on..

Everything written up there was supposed to be last week or another week post. I was 'busy', I guess. I should be busy right now, doing assignments and homeworks, but hell-to-the-no, I can't do anything at all. I am, I don't know.. Stressful? Depress? Tension? I can't think. I can't focus. I am depressed by that, but nope, no one seem to understand. All with their own problems. Me with mine, of course. I've been trying to ask for help, pfft.. Who would want to help? You? Oh my gosh! I've emailed the counselor about me having this problems of not being able to concentrate, but she or they haven't replied. I need help, immediately. To be honest, my surroundings aren't helpful at all. I hate my life. Well, for now :D This is where we all said, 'I wish to die'. Yes, this a mini problem, we all have it, but too bad I'm not good at this. Please kill me now

Friday, June 10

Money can't buy us happiness?

Fuck that. LOL! I'm broke and I'm not happy. I won't be happy if I can't buy food. I won't be happy if I can't buy my needs. Gosh.. Now I know what the seniors meant when they said, 'Korang akan tahu betapa susahnya jaga duit.' Something that goes like that-lah. At that moment, I go like, 'Pfft.. You're saying that to scare us,' Urm, no, they weren't , honey. Now, you're broke, serves you right! I was having a pretty good sleep last night and decided not to rise from my bed when I woke. I stared at nothing and began to think. And then I remembered I haven't pay the books. Shitty! Seriously, I need put myself together and starve. LOL! I can't be seen buying all the foods in UiTM anymore. I'll be locking myself in my room. This is where we'll be hating Price Tag by Jessi J. Ugh ugh ugh, die die die!

Anyways, life goes on. With or without money. With or without happiness. Geez. Why can't we practice barter system nowadays? LOL! When I say my parents already spent thousands on me alone, to be here, I'm not even joking. Perhaps it reached millions after 18 years of raising me. O gosh, I feel bad.

The other thing is everyone is trying to gain money from us. And I'm being easily targeted. FML..

Cleaning spree!

Cleaning spree at night?! Am I kidding you?! No, I am not. Aishah & I are going to do some cleaning. Our room is like ... Ugh. God knows better. LOL! Once you enter the room, you'll feel the repulsion. You'll feel the something-is-wrong-somewhere just after you stepped in. Okay, maybe that's exaggeration, but still... Nora cantik Huda comel will be so happy once they arrive here on Sunday cause they were like the dominant source of our room messiness. LOL! P/S : Tak payah nak gedik sangat K bile bilik dah dikemas oleh Adeline & Aishah :D

Everyone has gone to their houses. The ones left here are the ones whose home are far away. Can you imagine if I go back to Sarawak every weekend? Memang tak ah kan? Unless, I own an aeroplane or at least a helicopter. D'uh. College Mawar will be so quiet on weekends. You'll hear echoes when you speak. Pfft.. exaggeration alert! But, sweet niblets, College Mawar is full with outsiders right now. Something to do with SUKMA and firemen =_=' They are like all over the place. Dataran Cendekia are full of athletes and grown-ups, real grown-ups, which is the firemen. The annoying part was an athlete thought that I was a worker at one of the food outlet. Dudeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. Seriously? Hahaha! And he's a Sarawakian. It feels good meeting Sarawakians here. We'll be like all hyper and asking lots of question. Just don't ask 'Nasik goreng apa ada?' or tell me what you wanna eat. I'm so gonna wear my matrix card right on my forehead the next time I go to DC. HAHAHA!

Remember how I said I need to take things seriously from now on? It's not working. I told you my iman is rapuh. But, no, I'm not giving myself an excuse. I have to do it. Maybe tomorrow... Hihihi! Ugh, I'm terrible.

Anyways, I'm not sure how life is now, but I'm having fun despite all those drama my friends are in. I didn't know we're gonna have the high school drama in here. That is so not cool, okay. So not C double O L, cool. Oh! One thing I find it hard to control now is cash. It just flew as if they had wings. I need to control my diet so my cash won't barge out from my purse. I don't know why I eat a lot. D'uh, I love eating, but still, normal people don't eat like me. I'm a monster. This needs to stop. I should not be tempted. Please-lah K.. I bet my parents spent thousands on me alone. And do they even complained? Nooooooooooooooooo.. HAHAHA! Okay, serious. Now, my brother have to get involved =_=' OMG. This is bad.

Food in the cafeteria at Faculty of Law are like, I don't know. It tastes bad la this morning. But, I'm always attracted by the waffles. Chocolate + honey. I can eat a few of that. And then, continue on Ayamazzz Roti Impit. Mushroom. Oh shit! I wanna eat that now. LOL! So, now, my promise to myself is that I need to lessen my lust on those babies. Sigh!

No need to ask about my studies lah though no one of you even asked. You know me. I'm like all over the place. I need to do some organizing. Tomorrow perhaps? We'll see about that. I guess, I have to stop here. I don't even remember what I wrote up there. Geez.


Tuesday, June 7

My name is Adeline Marcia..

For the hundredth time, I swear I'm gonna blacklist blogspot if you're having that font problem again. I, myself are annoyed by the font. It looks ugly on my blog. Please-lah K? I'm not gonna blacklist you like seriously, but still, take this seriously.

Sorry for the temper & confusion. I'm bored and I can't think. What's the word? Erm, lazy. Everyone is updating their blogs and I find it difficult to just read em'. I rather gossiped and laugh like hell with my room mates & Ayu. They are like super crazy, but in a good, funny, silly way. We're starting to receive assignments and homeworks, but none of us are doing it in a serious way or maybe just me.. It's not a serious one pun, but I'm like trying to take everything seriously. I only have one year kot. Unfortunately, I can't do that. I wish I could. I'm distracted by the Net and the gossips. Oh rapuh gile iman I~ OH SHIT! What did I just said? Rapuh gile iman I? HAHAHA. Right, whatever. I have to end this. I mean, this going online thing before it gets worse. My mum was like 'Dibuh un online yen. If you want to go online, limit yourself. 1 hour, a day kah or on weekends kah.' And I go like, 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA okay.'  Look at me now people. I'm blogging. Have I ever told you guys, when I blog, I need all the time in the world? I'm not exaggerating. Ugh, I need to kill myself. LOL! I attended BEL 260 class today and dude, I learnt a lot, but goddamn-it, I still have no idea when and how to use the knowledge. I'm writing with my instinct. And most of the time, everything I write is informal colloquial. Oh! BEL 260 is Intermediate English. I need to change my blog's song too. I'm loving Pretty Girl Rock by Keri Hilson already :)

To be completely honest with whoever is here, I'm still not getting the idea of being a university student. My mind is still a high school student. I am progressing real slow. I need a wake up call which I'm not getting if I don't call myself  =_____= the fuck.. Anyways, life here in UiTM, Shah Alam or to be precise in Faculty of Law, is okay. I'm loving every torturing second of it. I don't have any details for anyone to gossip on. I'm just happy. Hahaha! I told you I am boring. I was born this way, K? LOL tak bleh blah ah! Gossips here and there are normal. I love to hear and gossip too. D'uh, have you met girls? We're like gossips all over. Please don't come to us and complain about us being a gossiper. We just are. Or at least my friends and I-lah. Gossip is not always about bad things-kan? It could be boys or you know what-lah. Hahaha! I've told you I'm lazy. I'm glad that I fit in well here. I'm friends with everyone, so far. No-lah. Just the ones I know-lah. Ee, what's with the 'lah'? Too much. Serious, I'm out of idea.