Of Happiness and Valiums

Chronicling my strife with the universe.

UiTM July 2008: Second Week

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I’ve finally settled myself in UiTM and I can finally call myself an ACCA student. That is, if the results that come out in August shows that I didn’t fail any papers. Things were hectic the first week and all, but I’m just bummed I’m not roommates with Izyan anymore.

Who else am I going to hug bigass adverts showcasing cancer-ladled food products with?

In fact, we’re in different colleges. I’m now staying in Melati in which I’m dependent on either Rapid KL or the internal UiTM bus to get me to class. I’m ecstatically spending the mornings missing at least 3 buses because in Malaysia, queuing up for the bus apparently gives you malevolent cancer on vital organs and increases the chances of your uncle’s cousin’s husband being a sodomizing homosexual. I’m also thrilled by the pungent smell of rotten carcass and cheap Chow Kit generic perfumes that waft gently from everyone’s armpits.

Basically, after evening classes, I’d just hang at Izyan’s room because I still consider her my best friend, and, well, because she has lots of junk food. Our friendship is strengthened by the amount of junk food I get to swipe from her stash. This is also to avoid the massive human traffic at the bus stop. It’s simple math, really. It’s a choice between;

a) Half an hour of damning your ability to smell peoples’ stained armpits, overhearing conversations of ‘Gedik‘ this, ‘Tau takper‘ that, missing three buses and making it on the fourth overflowing one in which I get to molest some pretty nice girls you witness potential harassment lawsuits right before your eyes, or;

b) Steadily decreasing Izyan’s weekly ration of junk food.

Oh by golly gee. Whichever should I choose.

I didn’t, however, appreciate the point in which she basically called me a retard when I visited her room for the first time.

“You didn’t bring any soap or shampoo?!”


“Seriously? Then how are you going to shower and all?”

“I dunno. Don’t really care. Borrow someone’s soap and shampoo, maybe?”

“That’s all you didn’t bring, right? Then you can have some of mine.”

“That’s nice… but I also didn’t bring toothbrush, toothpaste, pants (except for the one I’m wearing) and I only have about two shirts for class.”

“What the hell…”

“I couldn’t bring too many bags, so I only brought necessary items.”

“Those things ARE necessary items!”

“They’re luxury items to me.”

“…Then what exactly did you bring?”

“My laptop, burner, IDE to USB cable, harddisk, Zune player, blank DVD+Rs, mouse, laptop cooler… and oh, a towel and bed sheets.” :D

“Oh wow, You remembered to bring bed sheets, you idiot? I’m amazed.”

“Dude I’m not THAT stupid. I even brought the matching pillow sheets.”

“And did you remember to bring the pillows?”


There you have it. Main reason why Aziemah has been using a folded towel as her pillow.

To be honest with myself though, I’m starting to enjoy myself here. I’m pretty sure I didn’t inhale or inject any strong narcotics into my bodily fluids to have me experiencing actual joy, so it must be because I’m temporarily insane.


Written by aziemah

July 20, 2008 at 6:20 pm

Posted in Uncategorized

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  1. “There you have it. Main reason why Aziemah has been using a folded towel as her pillow.”

    I was using 3 winter jackets for a blanket in :D


    July 22, 2008 at 6:14 am

  2. Just dropping bye to say hey~

    You’ve got a really funny blog btw. When are you coming back?


    July 27, 2008 at 11:43 am

  3. Goodness XD you are as hilarious as ever. Towels, LMAO.


    July 29, 2008 at 3:59 pm

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