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Memories of a Sweaty Interview

The bad thing about having a blog : When you suddenly thought of something, you immediately switch on your laptop and start typing. For hours. ( Or does this apply to me alone?) Okay, my first paper is tomorrow morning and I still have two more chapters to go. Thank you very much. Somehow the thought of tomorrow's paper freaks me out. Thank you. Now I'm freaking nervous. Thank you. Which... Actually brought back memories of the freakingly sweaty interview I had on 18th April 2010 . It was a Sunday . Sweaty Sporty Sunday Shah Alam. This is not going to be a detailed what-I-did-at-9.37 AM kind of post, okay. Let's kiss. K eep I t S hort and S imple. 'Cos I'm timing myself. By 3.31 PM I should successfully disconnect , and connect back to my new found lover, buku anatomy . I just had to write about my interview session because I'm actually starting my VERY FIRST paper tomorrow! Can you believe it? Time flies so fast! Okay, okay, okay. Now I...

The End of First Semester

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No more classes. No more extra classes. No more replacement classes. No more quizzes. No more tests. No more assignments. *Phew!* I finally managed to survive the whole semester! Did you know that I actually studied Anatomy on my very first day? Yes, I did. Well I woke up early and immediately read the introduction part. Simply because I was nervous. VERY nervous, I tell you. I was so nervous that time that I actually trembled while flipping through the first few pages. I had to take loads and loads of DEEP DEEP BREATH before reading the first sentence. Yes, I was that nervous. Well... Just because I kept on thinking, How the heck am I going to remember all these scientific terms after THREE years studying management?! Like hello??? I even got a C for ALL my science subjects in SPM! ( Alamak . Now I just revealed how bad I did in my SPM...) Mak, I love you and that's the reason why I'm here. I'm willing to start everything from the first seme...

Eye Spy

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Dear footballers , I have a confession. I watched you guys play football on the field from my window everyday . Well, not every single day. But... Er... Most of the time. And today I did it again. There are other girls who did the same as well, okay. One of my friends admits to having this sort of evening eye leisure too. It was actually enjoyable to see people running around, chasing just one ball. It's a form of entertainment. Heh. She told me to keep this a secret, though. I kept her name a secret, not the act . Basically just to prove that I’m not the only one who did this kind of embarrassing act... See? I even took a picture of it. ( Just in case I got kicked out of this college next semester.) You guys looked just like tiny ants, really. I couldn’t even see your face clearly. I remember your jersey, though. Most of the time, there will be re d ants running on the green field. But trust me, if I had a DSLR camera, the picture would be much clearer. And tha...

The Gorgeous Weightlifter

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Women athletes have less feminity compared to non-athlete women. Women involved in sports only dress like men. Women involved in sports look like a man. Woman + Sports = 100 % masculinity WRONG! That. Is. A. Stereotype. This gorgeous lady down here is actually a weightlifter. YES. A freaking sweaty weightlifter ! And she looked not even close to a man. I'm not sure how men would define woman but she does look woman enough. Matching earrings and necklace. She's woman enough for me. Marilou Dozois-Prevost Representing Canada, she won gold in the women's 53 kg division at the recent Commonwealth Games held in New Delhi, India. Cool aite? This is what we call 'Beauty with Strength'. Pictures of her weightlifting during the recent Commonwealth Games. Determination. Notice that lovely earrings? 182 kilograms. (No, not the earrings. I meant the weight is 182 kg.) Who says you can't be stylish while lifting such a heavy weight? Not all women involved in spor...

Flying in a pool of water...

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Lifeguarding can be a very boring job. Especially when you love water A LOT and all you can do is just watch people swimming. Basically, you are paid to watch. So today, as usual I brought along my notes to study by the poolside. Sambil kerja, sambil belajar. Well, because according to my past observations, the number of people swimming during this session never exceeds FIVE . So, it's really a bit relaxing, this session. All you've got to do is sit on this high chair and observe. But today things were a bit different. An athlete came swimming to this humble pool today. OH. I want that chest. A swimmers' chest. It's broad, tough, and triangular. Like Superman. I saw Raja at the pool today. No, not 'raja' as in king, but Raja Azlina Izzah , the swimmer. The national swimmer. I recognized her from the swimming suit. The same swimming suit she wore during the interfaculty swimming competition. Basically because there's MALAYSIA written on it. So she swims...

Running Away from the Gold Medal

'We have a moral obligation to prevent the exploitation of high school students... When the game ends and the glory fades, the educated students will be the ultimate winners.' - Marina Chin , Principal of Bukit Jalil Sports School and former sportswoman. I went to this seminar 'SUKAN UNTUK SEMUA' last Thursday and Marina Chin was one of the speakers. Okay, honestly, I was actually forced to go to this talk. So I didn't really plan on focusing on the talk at all. But because I was sitting at the FRONT row, I had to focus. Or at least pretend to focus. Heh. But for this talk... 100% focus okay! Er, well... Maybe 99%... Distractions, distractions! Marina Chin was a famous sportswoman during the early 70s , in sprinting and hurdling basically. She was Malaysia 's fastest woman sprinter that time and now, she 's the principal of the famous sports school in Malaysia, Bukit Jalil Sports School. She gave a talk on the effect of sport...

I'm No Kelantanese

but I'm starting to love Dikir Barat! I believe most Kelantanese love Dikir Barat... It is, afterall, their culture. Dikir Barat in my understanding is a type of traditional musical form which is performed in groups where they will sit crossed-legged on a platform. It is most popular in Kelantan. The melody and rhythm is usually the same (I think) for every song. Do correct me if I'm wrong, but so far that's what I notice. Do visit this blog for more information, okay. Kumpulan Dikir Barat Titih Pusaka UiTM Shah Alam. (Free promotion. Yes, I know you guys appreciate this but, NO, I DO NOT wish to have a song dedicated to me. Thank you very much. Heh.) I could hear them from my room now. I'm not sure where they are but it IS loud enough for me to hear them clearly from my room on the 8th floor . But I wonder if they are using microphones... Though I couldn't really understand the Kelantan dialect but I still enjoyed listening. It's actu...