I got two good news to share with the world today.
My mom has finally recovered from her illness. Whether it was really dengue or not, I will never knew, since she was down with symptoms that hinted dengue but the doctors never really determined whether it was really dengue or not. Either way, I'm thankful that she's now healthy....well, not exactly, but otherwise much better than previous.
I has finally joined the Robocon marketing team.
*waits for any signs of amazement, surprise or whatever...*
Right. It's not like I was expecting any anyway. Anyway, for those who don't know, Robocon is one of the biggest engineering events in UTP, aside from FSAE and EDX. You can easily guess what it's all about; building robots and later putting them into competitions. Of course, all the competitions currently involve stuff like stacking donut-shaped styrofoams in pillars, line tracking and the like, so it's definitely not like Robot Wars or BattleBots. A pity, but hey, this is as close as you get to the real thing, so I might as well not complain!
I've been drooling to get into the damn team even before entering UTP! Naturally during my first Foundation sem I tried for the interview but failed to secure a seat. Now I've made a comeback and this time I succeeded!
Well, initially I was vying for the technical team instead. However, I realised that being in the marketing team gives me the equal exposure to robotics, robots and the makings of one as me in the technical team. Besides, I heard the technical people are pressured to finish their projects fast and on time, so I guess I can relax a bit if I joined the marketing team.
Just last night we had our first meeting, and get introduced to our boss (president), old timers (seniors) and department heads (dept heads). What I didn't really like is that I am relegated to the Decorations dept - initially a serious blow to my image. I was hoping that I would get Logistics instead! However, as fate would have it, the Deco dept and the Logs dept was combined since there are only two new people in the Logs dept - and the seniors are often absent. So even if I am not in Logs, I can still have a shot at it, have a go at it - not a bad turnout indeed.
Why am I so excited anyway? Guess I am really obsessed with robotics - real or otherwise. I collect mecha models at home and I intended to put some in my room too, just for the sake of showing off. And once I'm in Robocon, I'm going to try and build my own robot - a wheeled one, then maybe a hexapod of a quadrapod.
Okies then, chiaou!
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Saturday, February 10, 2007
My thigh muscles are sore from jogging.
Everyone, listen up.
Sodrohu Kaiser would like to announce to the Earth-world that yours truly has moved to a new room.
.......
...right, enough formalities already.
What's this? Switching to a new room, all of a sudden! Why? Don't you have anything better to do?
Well, to answer my own questions, I say that I had my own reasons to switch rooms, and that my ex-roomate Zul, and the previous occupant of my new room, Izhar, and I had a mutual agreement together and decided to go with my transfer. Now I'm living in Izhar's room, and Izhar in my old room with Zul. Yes, I do have better stuff to do, but let me finish this post first.
Coming back from self Q&A session...
Oh, I'd say! This is the first night I am going to spend in my new room! For those who want to know but otherwise too lazy to ask, my new room is a single room type, meaning that I, apart from a few million bedbugs and what other microscopic organism, am the sole inhabitant of this particular confined space! What's so exciting about that? Owning a room all to yourself opens up a whole world of new things that you previously could only dream of:
1. Pull out an all-nighter without any regard for sleeping roommates.
2. Listen to whatever audio crap you want, minus your mate's complaints.
3. Let your room become a mini version of the Pengkalan Nangka Landfill without the additional noise pollution from ultra-mates.
4. Do stuff in your room naked.
5. Have ultra-cool models furnishing your cabinet.
.........and what other reasons my brain cannot recall right now.
But yeah, like changes do, there're always some sort of remorse and regret plagueing the back of my brain when I finally switched to my new room, whispering stuff like "the old room is so much better what" and stuff. And I had to admit, certain features that my old room has do make me sometimes feel like regretting my decision. For one, uh....how should I say this.......well, I've been living around a bunch of noisy- I mean, outspoken group of people, and even though I prefer a quiet environment, I must say that I had actually come to miss the perpetual din and random screams, laughs and badly-sung songs. Besides, they're quite a cheerful bunch, who never mind helping out at troubles and know each other well. They might not be the best study mates, but they make excellent buddies. And I know I'll miss them people like Apan, who occasionally raided our room and steal Zul's pillow, and Minod, who often came to our room, had some chat and maybe smoked(when I'm not around).
Ah, those were the good days.
Still, trying not to sound too pessimistic, I really hope that this sudden transfer will fulfil its goals. What goals? Well I'm not going to say what they actually are, but maybe later I'll disclose it to the public.
Assalamualaikum!
Sodrohu Kaiser would like to announce to the Earth-world that yours truly has moved to a new room.
.......
...right, enough formalities already.
What's this? Switching to a new room, all of a sudden! Why? Don't you have anything better to do?
Well, to answer my own questions, I say that I had my own reasons to switch rooms, and that my ex-roomate Zul, and the previous occupant of my new room, Izhar, and I had a mutual agreement together and decided to go with my transfer. Now I'm living in Izhar's room, and Izhar in my old room with Zul. Yes, I do have better stuff to do, but let me finish this post first.
Coming back from self Q&A session...
Oh, I'd say! This is the first night I am going to spend in my new room! For those who want to know but otherwise too lazy to ask, my new room is a single room type, meaning that I, apart from a few million bedbugs and what other microscopic organism, am the sole inhabitant of this particular confined space! What's so exciting about that? Owning a room all to yourself opens up a whole world of new things that you previously could only dream of:
1. Pull out an all-nighter without any regard for sleeping roommates.
2. Listen to whatever audio crap you want, minus your mate's complaints.
3. Let your room become a mini version of the Pengkalan Nangka Landfill without the additional noise pollution from ultra-mates.
4. Do stuff in your room naked.
5. Have ultra-cool models furnishing your cabinet.
.........and what other reasons my brain cannot recall right now.
But yeah, like changes do, there're always some sort of remorse and regret plagueing the back of my brain when I finally switched to my new room, whispering stuff like "the old room is so much better what" and stuff. And I had to admit, certain features that my old room has do make me sometimes feel like regretting my decision. For one, uh....how should I say this.......well, I've been living around a bunch of noisy- I mean, outspoken group of people, and even though I prefer a quiet environment, I must say that I had actually come to miss the perpetual din and random screams, laughs and badly-sung songs. Besides, they're quite a cheerful bunch, who never mind helping out at troubles and know each other well. They might not be the best study mates, but they make excellent buddies. And I know I'll miss them people like Apan, who occasionally raided our room and steal Zul's pillow, and Minod, who often came to our room, had some chat and maybe smoked(when I'm not around).
Ah, those were the good days.
Still, trying not to sound too pessimistic, I really hope that this sudden transfer will fulfil its goals. What goals? Well I'm not going to say what they actually are, but maybe later I'll disclose it to the public.
Assalamualaikum!
Thursday, February 08, 2007
I'm down with sinusitis.
I am freaked out.
Last week, my mom was admitted into the
I am still freaked out.
I mean, I thought she was only having a common fever when my dad called, telling me that she was sick. Then, when I called her, I knew something out of the ordinary must’ve been up when she mentioned that she ‘s having recurring fevers. No amount of courage is still enough to prepare me for knowing what her sickness is.
After the Friday prayers I went to Medan Gopeng to secure an immediate ticket to
The following day (Saturday), my brother (who also secured an immediate ticket to KL and arrived at noon) and I went to visit my mom in the ward. My sis didn’t go with us as she’s gotten exams that day. She seemed to be fine, though a bit pale, but still her usual self nonetheless. I was relieved to see that she was okay; not that I’ve been expecting anything worse, but yeah.
Despite this, I am still worried. Dengue is an insect-borne illness that has killed thousands, perhaps millions, in the past, and still continued to plague our society today. It’s bad enough that my mom isn’t completely healthy in the first place; now she’s down with even another deadlier disease.
Then again, it’s not like I can blame anyone. More than anything, I should take this as a test from God to me, to test my somewhat patched-up faith. Lately I had not been a faithful Muslim as I had used to be, and I knew that sooner or later something like this will crop up. Well, here it is; it him me, and hit me hard. But yeah, hopefully I will overcome this, and that nothing worse will happen to me or anyone else for the matter.
As of now, my mom is now back in our home in JB. She’s been given a week-long leave to give her some rest. Guess the current educational system isn’t that cruel actually anyway.
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