Seems that the pun in my previous post phailed badly. Actually… Humble my pimple is a PUN. You know, it was supposed to be humble my foot, as the saying goes, but I am acne-prone so I… Argh nevermind.

Back to what I said today.

In a nutshell, today I…

1. Faced the wrath of my English tutor. And the horrors of Manglish.
2. Had my last ever lecture with my beloved psychology lecturer, who was doing a pretty good job, but had to leave due that he had other better opportunities.
3. Due to circumstances, I can’t take psychology anymore. T.T
4. I saw Nadia from Malaysian Dreamgirl OMGOMGOMG!
5. Akonana’s car tyres got punctured by dunno what crap on the road.
6. Seen something scandalous OMG but I’ll leave this on my next post LOL.

Anything sound interesting from the above? No? Nevermind. I will still write this whether you like it or not blek!

1. Faced the wrath of my English tutor. And the horrors of Manglish.

‘Nuff said lah. Speaking of the Manglish part. I just want to repeat myself again and AGAIN.

OMG why everyone pronounce lectures as lecturers? It’s this scenario all over again. This time, the culprit is xxx. Yes, xxx, dun ask me who lah.

Why the hell do people pronounce ‘that means’ as ‘that’s mean’? Supposedly this came out of a highly educated persons mouth. My shock is pretty profound, you see. Who wouldn’t? Nevermind the normal kids who fool around with their language, but for someone deeply involved in English, I must say it is a disgrace man. It’s ‘that means’, not ‘that’s mean’, please take note lah okay? -.-

2. Had my last ever lecture with my beloved psychology lecturer, who was doing a pretty good job, but had to leave due that he had other better opportunities.

Dear Mr Phillip, if you ever read this, I just wanna let you know… You rock. It is just two lectures but I’ve grown pretty fond of you. Even risking the stupid 6 pm crowd AND the rain because your class is interesting yet ends so late sigh.

3. Due to circumstances, I can’t take psychology anymore. T.T

Okay, this, I NEED to elaborate. And that is why I LOVE my blog. You see, I get to rant on it and not get labeled as a censored. Or maybe YOU, reading this, is probably cursing me to bits, but I dunno because I can’t see so I guess it’s fair hohoho.

Okay here’s the story…

I took Chinese Modern Writing for my previous semester’s elective subject, not knowing that there is a DAMN CLAUSE THAT IS NOT MENTIONED IN THE FORM. Yes, the caps indicate I’m screaming, damn it. Ya Hui is mad. Seemingly the office conveniently forgot to mention that we cannot choose other subjects after we’ve chosen Chinese in the previous semester. Therefore, we’ll be doomed to continue Chinese when we need to select a new elective subject in the upcoming semester.

Actually, we’ve heard about this but when a girl from our course discussed this matter with our previous Chinese lecturer, she said it will not be a problem should we need to change the subject after we’ve finished the first Chinese subject. Now, we wouldn’t assume that a lecturer is kidding or wrong, would we? We seek them as our guidance and place our trust on them to giving us relevant information.

But it all went wrong.

The clause that wasn’t mentioned in this whole deal was that if you chose Chinese in the previous semester, you MUST choose back Chinese in this semester. But, I hear you say, didn’t your lecturer tell you it is not a problem to change to a different subject in the next semester?

I smell oxymoron. Don’t you just hate these situations?

Stephanie, the girl from our course, had already done the relevant paperwork and gathered signatures to make a peaceful petition to plead that the office allow us to change our subjects.

It was rejected.

I’m not trying to criticize any of my Head of School here, because some of them are pretty nice people and some of them, I have not had the fortune to meet and to judge. But, I simply DO NOT understand the reject reason given by the Head of School or the office (just to remind you I’m talking here based on my conversation with Stephanie). You know what’s the reason? It is due to ‘administrative reasons’ that the office cannot grant us permission to change the subject.

What sort of reason is it? Still remember what I said previously? The so-called ‘rule’ that we can’t change subjects after we’ve decided on the previous semester, it was NOT stated nor announced by the office. Meaning there was no black and white rule that we can’t change subjects. Last I recall, when it comes to ‘administrative matters’, don’t we run on the black and white system?

Why are you implementing something that we don’t know exist in the first place? Do we rely on word-of-mouth by our seniors, which may be seasoned with a lot of errors; or do we place our trust in a lecturer? Surely we take the lecturers words to heart. Which is why we assumed we will be able to change the subject in the first place.

What Stephanie got was a sincere (I hope) apology from the Heads and being told that this clause will be added to our junior’s forms.

UPDATE: I’ve talked to one of the Heads and he’s convinced me policies cannot be changed. Bleh. Am I giving up the fight for rights? Not really. But seeing that he showed the utmost patience in elaborating all his points, I think I’ll just let it go. Sigh. Mr C, thank you for your time. You’re cute btw. ;) I think I’ll cry this case off seeing that we have no other alternative BUT I’m glad to hear that you’ll be making changes to benefit our juniors. It’s definitely a lose-win situation for us, but what to do lah… T.T

4. I saw Nadia from Malaysian Dreamgirl OMGOMGOMG!

I saw her but I’m not gonna tell you where to prevent unwanted stalking tee hee. Well, she walked right past me. Le’ exotica punya leng lui, me likey. ^^ For the first time ever I felt starstruck to see her. And fuck it, I forgot her name leh. So I didn’t call her, and let the chance of camwhoring with a model slip. T.T

5. Akonana’s car tyres got punctured by dunno what crap on the road.

Dear, please. Do NOT doubt your girlfriend. Indeed, I’m very sorry about the Harry Potter case, I truly am. Just thinking about it makes me cry. I know I am le’ paranoia on certain occasions. But, how can you say I’m thinking too much when I FEEL eyes on me? You said that people are not looking at you, don’t so paranoid, people looking at behind or talking about some other thing. Are you trying to say I’m not attractive enough to attract stares? Hmmm?

That is a small matter dear, but when I am telling you SOMETHING IS WRONG, please don’t doubt me. What if you’re alone, and I gave you a warning, and you shrug it off as me thinking too much again? Just like today… I’m really hurt, but I love you too much to hold a grudge, so you’re forgiven dear. :-*

6. Seen something scandalous OMG but I’ll leave this on my next post LOL.

Hehe, cruel way to make you stay tuned to Chaborkia.com? Chui ah? :P

Logging off now, good night. :)

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