Now is the time to reveal my frustration and idiotic politics in UKM.
As a precaution, this might appear sensitive to some ppl. But i'm just telling what i went thru.
I'm in the faculty of economics and business (FEP) doing the economics program.
Few weeks ago, we had a chinese orientation in our own kolej. Where we met our seniors from the same program and discuss how things gonna turn out (eg. choosing courses, textbooks,faculty etc etc). So there's like 6 of us from our kolej in econs program. 2 guys 4 gals. Yeah, its very little compared to the business program.
So one of the seniors pulled me out and asked me if I wanna be a candidate to represent our kolej for the faculty nite. One and one gal...to hopefully get the title of king and queen. Probably no harm in it, so me and the other gal just agreed to it.
In the looks of it, its just seemed like any other prom.
This is what i have came to know.
Each year, a faculty nite will be organised and among all the candidates from all the kolejs, a King and Queen will be voted. They will be the ppl organising next year's fac nite as well assigning direct seniors.
The candidates are called Mr and Miss.
So each year, each kolej has their own Mr and Miss for each year. Unfortunately, i'm the first year's Mr.
In a hierarchy manner, the chinese economics students will answer to their Mr and Miss, and the Mr and Miss will answer to the King and Queen.
I wonder which bugger started that tradition.
And the 'best' part is...the entire thing is illegal and considered underground.
Oh yeah,Mr and Miss are chosen by 3rd year seniors. So basically we have no choice.
And bout the direct senior thing, everyone will get 1. The seniors will be the one passing down notes to their juniors as well as orders (like attending the fac nite =P)
Firstly...they will force everyone to go. It cost 75 bucks per person. Goin or not, the payment is compulsory.
Secondly, they forced us to come out with 2 performances. One from the Mr and Miss, another 1 will be a group performance from everyone of tht kolej.
From time to time, they will ask us to gather at our kolej's foyer...saying tht king or the queen wants to meet with us,sometimes from our own seniors. Half of the time, they are not punctual. And its really time consuming, because of the 'compulsory' meetin, we have empty our time slot there just for it. Which include club meetings, training and just some time off after a long day in class.
Mostly they just want to make a point and force everyone to go for the fac nite.
And the latest addition, we are required to gather signatures from both seniors and juniors. Rules is that, we cant ask the signatures from any other places beside outside of the lecture hall and out of our own kolej. I think total bout 150 signatures we need to gather. It spells out UNNECESSARY on the first page.
Let see, there's one day I wore just a simple t-shirt and slacks to class. And later on that day, one of my kolej senior came and told me to wear nicer and 'smarter'. Coz she received comments from other seniors of the same kolej that i wear like shit and terrible.
WTF!!??
Just because I didnt wear a colared tshirt for a day and now they are all sayin my dressing is like shit? Not like its a crumpled,dirty of sloppy tshirt.
They said as a Mister, I shud looked more impressive.
The heck with it...you can be the friggin King if u want to. Coz I have no plans on becoming another sucker to organise a fac nite.
Last Sunday, there was this FEP orientation(an official 1). Its a talk bout majoring and the faculty's club.
So this is the hierarchy of the fac's clubs.
The top will be the PMFEP(some persatuan mahasiswa thingy)
followed by 4 minor clubs below it...which is Kelab Ekonomi, Kelab Perniagaan, Kelab Akauns, and Kelab Pelajar Tahun Satu(KPTS),
So they were recruiting exco/ajk members for the KPTS. I thought it might be somethin diff which i can get some experiences in. I volunteered myself to be among the candidates. Bout 6 of us,2 other malay guys and 3 malay gals. So the timbalan dekan of the fac let the rest of the students make voting for the pengerusi.
Alrite, a malay gal got the pengerusi post. Then the timabalan met with us after the orientation event has ended. On the spot he assign rest of the posts for the 5 of us. So i got the timbalan pengerusi 1.
The next day, the news has spread wide enough among my kolej seniors. Looks like they arent too pleased by my actions of volunteering myself on that day. Then my direct senior had a talk with me on that nite. Sayin the club is not meant for 'us' as its entirely dominated.
Democracy will never happen in that club or in the faculty. So votes arent really 'votes'.
As said...there's a clear line of racial distribution.
Whatsmore when i'm a Mr where I have a possibility to be King. So its like planting an underground member into an official body, as said by the senior. (remember the movie,The Departed?).
I wouldnt wanna say much bout it, since its not really proven or anything and it might be considered a false information. But u can go figure and put the entire idea together.
Had a meeting with the rest of the 5 exco today. Its the day to select the smaller exco/department of the KPTS. Not too bad, bout 20 ppl applied for it and ready for the interview session.
Bout 2 indians, 8 chinese and 10 malays among the applicants.
So went on with the interview as usual. Some are good...some are dead nervous.
At the end of it, before I could say or suggest who is good and who is not, one of the senior of the KPTS said,
"Ok,kita akan masukkan yang 2 India di dlm exco"
Then a lil discussion of a few malay names on those few positions.
After 5 mins,
"Ok, kita akan masukkan seorg Cina dalam exco Akademik"
The treasurer asked "Cina macam tak ramai je"
The senior answered "Boleh lah, ada Kevin lagi. So ada 2 org. Cukup lah tu"
There's 8 positions there...excluding the top 6 of us.
Then the senior wrote on a piece of paper while sayin
"biasanya setiap tahun, pembahagian kami adalah lebih kurang cam ni"
She wrote,
80% Melayu
15% Cina
5% India
"Boleh lah. Saya rasa exco ni cukup baik"
I dun think i need to say anything already.
Now they are forcing us to buy a FEP jacket which cost 60 bucks. For me i have no choice, its compulsory for the exco members. And they wanting us to promote the jacket as well.
I told my frens its not stated as compulsory and dun give them a single cent. I said I will inform them what is necessary and what is not.
Honestly, I am sorta struggling here. Especially with the chinese community. 95% of the chinese here speaks mandarin. Obviously i cant, as a KL born fella, cantonese is the main dialect here.
The chinese community are forcing everyone to join in whatever nonsense they have whereby knowing the fact i cant speak mandarin and still wanna pull me in.
Fine, do expect me not to be able to comprehend a single thing being said in meeting,knowing that they sure use mandarin.
Then they will stare back at me like some special retard case fella and asked me whether do i understand.
I'll just give them back a 'what do u think' look while looking all blurred.
I appreciated the fact that they all might wanna unite us all as a family. Nothin wrong with tht. But i dun see a point where eventually they gonna group together according to their own state of origin(eg Johor,Malacca) or just their own lifestyle(eg. loud,rowdy)
But my roommate is fine...as well a few other nearby neighbour of ours, as in nearby rooms.
Yesterday, I was walking to my fac as i saw one of the guy from my kolej with another group of ppl. So i just said hi to him (as what everyone will do in uni to their own kolej mates), i think he was tryin to impress the few gals around and purposely ask me back somethin in mandarin. I was like "huh?". Then few of them started laughing.
Yeah, a real sohai if u ask me. But cant blame him for tryin too hard.
Enough of for today. As tmrw i'm forced to attend another orientation session for the chinese econs students.
Friday, July 27, 2007
Thursday, July 12, 2007
12 Days Of Uni
On the first day of uni, my senior gave to me.
A week full of miserable shit
On the second day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
One the third day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the fourth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the fifth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the sixth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the seventh day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the eighth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the ninth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the tenth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Ten horrible screaming PC's,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the eleventh day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Eleven other kolej hate us,
Ten horrible screaming PC's,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the twelveth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Twelve other reasons to hate them,
Eleven other kolej hate us,
Ten horrible screaming PC's,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
*applause* thank you thank you :P
Just for the fun of it. Despite the fact that the syllable doesnt fit in well and the orientation lasted for 6 days. Hehe.
Btw, PC stands for Pemudah Cara. Means it gives you the seniority and power to make others miserable.
Anyway, it all started on Sunday. Not really a problem searching for the kolej and uni, cause parents insisted of havin a preview of the place few days ago. The usual as other public unis...being real huge and heck of a distant from one place to another. Based on experience, its bigger than UM but smaller than UPM.
Kolej = Hostels in uni. There's like 12 of it.
Kolej Rahim Kajai. Thats mine. One of the smallest kolej and nearest to the sport fields and courts and also to the side gate.
Population of the first year intake in the our kolej, 294 ppl. You think thats alot of ppl? Soon u will find out why i said its one of the smallest kolej.
Nvm that first, so started off with those registration thingy...forms,forms,forms and gettin our room.blablabla.
Room 314, block 16A.
...Interesting...
As I reached, i couldnt get the door opened. They key went in well, but obviously the knob aint budging. So made my way back to the foyer(the main building of the kolej with cafeteria, office etc etc). Got a maintenance guy to lead me back to the room and tryin to fix the prob.
With some of his tools, he managed to open it. Then there's a Malays guy sleeping there. The maintenance dude was saying "Hmm...roommate kau sepatutnya orang Cina"
"Balik ke foyer dan check sekali lagi"
=.="
As i made my way back there AGAIN, they checked it again.
"Oh...sorry ye, 16B bukan 16A"
Darned it! Why i keep gettin this kinda situation!
Finally got into the right room and met my roommate with his family there as well. A nice pleasant guy from Malacca.
So heard a PA announcement that must gather at 5pm. Went and gather at the tent in front of the foyer. Before anything has started, a guy started shouting at us....telling us to go back and change to our formal wear. Officially everyone hated tht guy...the very first grudge was upon him.
Definition of formal wear for the orientation week.
For guys: Ever seen a jusco worker? Yeap,exactly like tht. Long sleeve shirt with tie and black slacks.
For girls: Blue baju kurung
And thats the blardy dresscode for any occasion for the entire week!!!
Btw, the orientation week is called MMM (minggu mesra mahasiswa). Very corny
Anyway, the first agenda will be the kolej's welcome speeches and introduction.
Every kolej has a pengetua whose in charge of the kolej. Our's is a nice and humorous guy, cracked damn lot of jokes during his speeches.
Then the introduction of the PCs who are also the JAKSA ppl. Jawatankuasa somethin somethin, means they are the committee of the kolej organisation. The biggest shots in the kolej i suppose. From that time we came to acknowledge that the bugger who shouted at us was the ketua disiplin for the MMM.
Dinner time at the cafeteria:
What I see is just a bunch of chairs assembled in rows and tables were stacked aside. Hmm? Yeah, the logic behind it is that there's aint enough space for us if all of us were to eat at the same time using the tables. So...whatelse? Have the food tray on ur lap and eat it!
Not too bad for the food i guess. Nothin is worse than NS food =P
After dinner, came the 'interesting' part. They already started to teach us to sing the kolej's songs and loads of cheers. The reason behind it? Not told bout it. So for the next 3 hours, we were practically memorising the songs and cheers while being scolded and humilated by the PC.
And i refuse to post the lyrics and wordings here....coz its stupid and even stupider when u can hear the actual sounding of it. hehe
To be honest, the whole week is nothin but singing, loads of speeches, scolding from PC and waking up early.
Imagine that for the non-muslims, we still have to wake up at 5am and gather. Didnt do a single thing besides sitting down and PC asking random questions.
Anyway i'll just jump to the significant and interesting parts.
Lets see...there's this Hari Sukan MMM. Where there's senamrobik bersama timbalan dekan. I have to say the timbalan is a modern looking lady with short hair and wearing her shades. I was expecting her to be some old fashioned aunty. haha. So yeah, she and alot of other big shots were doin the aerobic session with the rest of the 4000+ freshies. Then its the sports events after that. U know, the competition among colleges.
Our kolej got trashed completely in all the sports. lol.
The event was dominated by the 2 biggest kolej in UKM; the kolej Keris Mas and kolej Pendeta Za'ba.
The freshies' population alone is around 700-800 for each of tht kolej.
Thats practically more than double of what we have =P so cant argue with the numbers there.
Oh yeah, the morning after the sports day, we got woke up at 4am. They were like banging on the door and asked us to immediately line up. So everyone lined up in their pyjamas and sleeping wear. It was friggin cold k! Coz i was wearing shorts and tshirt only. The PC started scolding at us again and made us sing and cheer over and over again.
Friday nite, the climax of the MMM. Its the Malam Kebudayaan. Its the grand nite where the students who didnt take part in the sports will be takin part in the Malam Kebudayaan. They've been practicin since the first day. So its lucky for them to skip most of the ragging session and just practice for their performance.
Its really impressive, as everything were perfect....varies from drama, dikir barat, zikir, tarian moden etc etc.
Alrite, here comes the most important and interesting part of the entire MMM.
Its the Perang DECTAR.
Dectar is the main function hall in UKM, the Dewan Cansellor Tunku Abdul Rahman.
So this is how the war works. After the malam kebudayaan every year. Each kolej will compete to stay in the hall the longest. The last kolej who leaves the hall is consider the winner. While being in there, all the kolejs will start their cheer and song to provoke others.
We were told bout the perang dectar a day before that nite. So thats the real reason behind all the songs and cheers we've been practicin. As our kolej never lost the perang dectar since 23 years ago. So as said, it will be the shame of our batch if we were to lose the war this year. lol.
In order to win it, we need to make sure the security guards doesnt pull us out from our chair and also to cheer out the loudest among all.
So this is what happened. After the event ended and they gave instructions for all the students to move out from the hall. We kept quite and observe other kolejs, to see which kolej is takin part in the war. So finally left 3.
Ours, Kris mas and burhanudin.
the intensity started here. after 20 mins of restraining orders from the security guards and higher officers...they all got pissed.
"Saya berharap provokasi tidak akan berlaku pada tahun ini. Kamu diarahkan untuk tidak mendengar arahan PC kamu"
Haha, funny order from the officer in charge. We stay still.
They were really shouting rite at our face. Last warning from them, still no respond.
So they just shut off the lights and lock the hall's doors.
It was dark and Kris Mas' students started shouting and making noise.
The war starts here. So for all the practice we had over the past 5 days, we let it all out.
We shouted our heart and lungs out...first off with our kolej song. Didnt realise that we could be so loud until the ceiling above us were vibrating (our seatings were at the upper level of the hall, and the hall were as big as a football field). Despite the small population we had, the 700 kris mas freshies couldnt shout half as loud as what we did. But come to think of it, if they are willing to shout as loud as we did, they could tear the whole hall down =P
They tried very hard , but we shut them up with any of the 8 cheers we had. Coz the loudness blanket them. So eventually they left the hall. Victory for the 24th year. Woohoo
If u ask me, its of the most silly thing i've ever encounter in my life. But the heck with it. Since we were forced to do it, might as well have a lil fun =)
Shit, actually had alot in mind what i wanna blog bout. but its been too long. Now i'm bothered with more stuffs in uni. So sorry if this seemed to be a rush, coz it is!
A week full of miserable shit
On the second day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
One the third day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the fourth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the fifth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the sixth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the seventh day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the eighth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the ninth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the tenth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Ten horrible screaming PC's,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the eleventh day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Eleven other kolej hate us,
Ten horrible screaming PC's,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
On the twelveth day of uni, my senior gave to me,
Twelve other reasons to hate them,
Eleven other kolej hate us,
Ten horrible screaming PC's,
Nine hundred reasons to scold us,
Eight kolej cheers to memorise,
Seven days without internet,
Six days of formal wear,
Five AM to wake up,
Four days of boring speeches,
Three hours of daily sleep,
Two hours of kolej cheering
and A week full of miserable shit
*applause* thank you thank you :P
Just for the fun of it. Despite the fact that the syllable doesnt fit in well and the orientation lasted for 6 days. Hehe.
Btw, PC stands for Pemudah Cara. Means it gives you the seniority and power to make others miserable.
Anyway, it all started on Sunday. Not really a problem searching for the kolej and uni, cause parents insisted of havin a preview of the place few days ago. The usual as other public unis...being real huge and heck of a distant from one place to another. Based on experience, its bigger than UM but smaller than UPM.
Kolej = Hostels in uni. There's like 12 of it.
Kolej Rahim Kajai. Thats mine. One of the smallest kolej and nearest to the sport fields and courts and also to the side gate.
Population of the first year intake in the our kolej, 294 ppl. You think thats alot of ppl? Soon u will find out why i said its one of the smallest kolej.
Nvm that first, so started off with those registration thingy...forms,forms,forms and gettin our room.blablabla.
Room 314, block 16A.
...Interesting...
As I reached, i couldnt get the door opened. They key went in well, but obviously the knob aint budging. So made my way back to the foyer(the main building of the kolej with cafeteria, office etc etc). Got a maintenance guy to lead me back to the room and tryin to fix the prob.
With some of his tools, he managed to open it. Then there's a Malays guy sleeping there. The maintenance dude was saying "Hmm...roommate kau sepatutnya orang Cina"
"Balik ke foyer dan check sekali lagi"
=.="
As i made my way back there AGAIN, they checked it again.
"Oh...sorry ye, 16B bukan 16A"
Darned it! Why i keep gettin this kinda situation!
Finally got into the right room and met my roommate with his family there as well. A nice pleasant guy from Malacca.
So heard a PA announcement that must gather at 5pm. Went and gather at the tent in front of the foyer. Before anything has started, a guy started shouting at us....telling us to go back and change to our formal wear. Officially everyone hated tht guy...the very first grudge was upon him.
Definition of formal wear for the orientation week.
For guys: Ever seen a jusco worker? Yeap,exactly like tht. Long sleeve shirt with tie and black slacks.
For girls: Blue baju kurung
And thats the blardy dresscode for any occasion for the entire week!!!
Btw, the orientation week is called MMM (minggu mesra mahasiswa). Very corny
Anyway, the first agenda will be the kolej's welcome speeches and introduction.
Every kolej has a pengetua whose in charge of the kolej. Our's is a nice and humorous guy, cracked damn lot of jokes during his speeches.
Then the introduction of the PCs who are also the JAKSA ppl. Jawatankuasa somethin somethin, means they are the committee of the kolej organisation. The biggest shots in the kolej i suppose. From that time we came to acknowledge that the bugger who shouted at us was the ketua disiplin for the MMM.
Dinner time at the cafeteria:
What I see is just a bunch of chairs assembled in rows and tables were stacked aside. Hmm? Yeah, the logic behind it is that there's aint enough space for us if all of us were to eat at the same time using the tables. So...whatelse? Have the food tray on ur lap and eat it!
Not too bad for the food i guess. Nothin is worse than NS food =P
After dinner, came the 'interesting' part. They already started to teach us to sing the kolej's songs and loads of cheers. The reason behind it? Not told bout it. So for the next 3 hours, we were practically memorising the songs and cheers while being scolded and humilated by the PC.
And i refuse to post the lyrics and wordings here....coz its stupid and even stupider when u can hear the actual sounding of it. hehe
To be honest, the whole week is nothin but singing, loads of speeches, scolding from PC and waking up early.
Imagine that for the non-muslims, we still have to wake up at 5am and gather. Didnt do a single thing besides sitting down and PC asking random questions.
Anyway i'll just jump to the significant and interesting parts.
Lets see...there's this Hari Sukan MMM. Where there's senamrobik bersama timbalan dekan. I have to say the timbalan is a modern looking lady with short hair and wearing her shades. I was expecting her to be some old fashioned aunty. haha. So yeah, she and alot of other big shots were doin the aerobic session with the rest of the 4000+ freshies. Then its the sports events after that. U know, the competition among colleges.
Our kolej got trashed completely in all the sports. lol.
The event was dominated by the 2 biggest kolej in UKM; the kolej Keris Mas and kolej Pendeta Za'ba.
The freshies' population alone is around 700-800 for each of tht kolej.
Thats practically more than double of what we have =P so cant argue with the numbers there.
Oh yeah, the morning after the sports day, we got woke up at 4am. They were like banging on the door and asked us to immediately line up. So everyone lined up in their pyjamas and sleeping wear. It was friggin cold k! Coz i was wearing shorts and tshirt only. The PC started scolding at us again and made us sing and cheer over and over again.
Friday nite, the climax of the MMM. Its the Malam Kebudayaan. Its the grand nite where the students who didnt take part in the sports will be takin part in the Malam Kebudayaan. They've been practicin since the first day. So its lucky for them to skip most of the ragging session and just practice for their performance.
Its really impressive, as everything were perfect....varies from drama, dikir barat, zikir, tarian moden etc etc.
Alrite, here comes the most important and interesting part of the entire MMM.
Its the Perang DECTAR.
Dectar is the main function hall in UKM, the Dewan Cansellor Tunku Abdul Rahman.
So this is how the war works. After the malam kebudayaan every year. Each kolej will compete to stay in the hall the longest. The last kolej who leaves the hall is consider the winner. While being in there, all the kolejs will start their cheer and song to provoke others.
We were told bout the perang dectar a day before that nite. So thats the real reason behind all the songs and cheers we've been practicin. As our kolej never lost the perang dectar since 23 years ago. So as said, it will be the shame of our batch if we were to lose the war this year. lol.
In order to win it, we need to make sure the security guards doesnt pull us out from our chair and also to cheer out the loudest among all.
So this is what happened. After the event ended and they gave instructions for all the students to move out from the hall. We kept quite and observe other kolejs, to see which kolej is takin part in the war. So finally left 3.
Ours, Kris mas and burhanudin.
the intensity started here. after 20 mins of restraining orders from the security guards and higher officers...they all got pissed.
"Saya berharap provokasi tidak akan berlaku pada tahun ini. Kamu diarahkan untuk tidak mendengar arahan PC kamu"
Haha, funny order from the officer in charge. We stay still.
They were really shouting rite at our face. Last warning from them, still no respond.
So they just shut off the lights and lock the hall's doors.
It was dark and Kris Mas' students started shouting and making noise.
The war starts here. So for all the practice we had over the past 5 days, we let it all out.
We shouted our heart and lungs out...first off with our kolej song. Didnt realise that we could be so loud until the ceiling above us were vibrating (our seatings were at the upper level of the hall, and the hall were as big as a football field). Despite the small population we had, the 700 kris mas freshies couldnt shout half as loud as what we did. But come to think of it, if they are willing to shout as loud as we did, they could tear the whole hall down =P
They tried very hard , but we shut them up with any of the 8 cheers we had. Coz the loudness blanket them. So eventually they left the hall. Victory for the 24th year. Woohoo
If u ask me, its of the most silly thing i've ever encounter in my life. But the heck with it. Since we were forced to do it, might as well have a lil fun =)
Shit, actually had alot in mind what i wanna blog bout. but its been too long. Now i'm bothered with more stuffs in uni. So sorry if this seemed to be a rush, coz it is!
Sunday, July 01, 2007
A 117547
Sigh, now i'm really havin Uni blues.
Yups, tmrw (sunday) i'll be leaving to UKM. Of course i'm not stayin there, good news for me, hehe.
But its the orientation week i dread bout. As required, we need to stay there for exactly 7 days for their orientation program.
MMM= Minggu Mesra Mahasiswa
*eeewwww*
It is the public uni a.k.a governmental style.
Which means we will be havin stuffs like:
...waking up at 6am for moral classes
...senam-ria right after ur sleepy moral class
...minum pagi, minum petang, minum malam
...compulsory to be dressed in long pants and collared tshirts
...ragging from seniors, probably stupid signature stuffs or lame games where they cay humilate ya
...lots and lots of boring speeches
...last but not least, MALAM KEBUDAYAAN
Gawd, its gonna be a long long week.
Anyway, here's my temporary student card. Pardon my terrible handwriting...AGAIN
Alrite, see ya next week ppl =)
And Lisan, sorry for the wait for my p2p post. lol.
Good news is that i already linked ya!
Hehe
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