action speaks wayyyyy too louder than words.

Today I went swimming. Felt like my addiction has been fulfilled. Suddenly remembered a friend of mine who feels more or less the same way about rugby. You know who you are =)

By the way, as we were swimming, there came two girls. Wearing relatively sexy swimming suits compared to us mere mortals. 

They warmed up. Yeah,seriously professional swimmers I guess. Stretching their limbs and all. Owh my I didn't even stretch anything. Just terjun and freestyle-breastroke-water treading and blabla. Amateurs, biasa lah.

Damn, kind of intimidating and I was like Whoaa. Then with such style, they dived in.

Even my little brother would have laughed out loud. All they did was walking around and sometimes yes moved about in a motion that is supposedly called swimming.

And they had the nerve to laugh at my friends - saying that their stroke is not right and all. OMG. At least my friends didn't put such a show beside the pool AND my friends didn't just swim two laps then climb back up again to eat instant noodles.

Dude we sometimes unconsciously underestimate people. Kind of interesting to overestimate people for a change.

Owh did I tell you they climbed out of the pool so many times just to see their face and hair in the mirror again and again? LOL.

between Rome and PBL.

Saya sedang siapkan PBL write-up.

Suddenly remembered this well-used phrase.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

Okay.

They say when you do something great (Rome) it takes a long time, so don't stress if doing homework or studying takes a lot of time, in this case PBL write up.

*slaps own face*

HELLO Heni, FYI PBL write-ups isn't Rome. Kalau nak compare maybe it is like a pondok tunggu durian or something (apologi kepada people that builds great pondok tunggu durian, no offence)

And the length I observe, are so variable.

Ada yang type sampai 25 pages. Me, 10 pages pun dah like,

*light shining from above*.

I wonder whether the religion of copy-pasting and Google Translate contributes kepada pages yang sangat banyak itu. Well suka hati la it's your own right. Yang penting, belajar.

(Nak sedapkan hati)

Kalau dah malas tu malas la. It's my own fault.

And so I've learnt to....(macam CAS report nyer self introspection. Puke.)

Okay nak sambung buat pondok tunggu durian.

And I don't even eat durian =.="

when GDC smacks me on the face.

I think Math will haunt me until ever.

GDC sure is.

We had this Statistics exam a few days back, and it was sheer horror. Why? When you can't do Math coz you don't understand the language, of course you feel like an idiot.

Seriously.

"Irisan himpunan dengan himpunan Y"

What does that supposed to mean???

Padan muka siapa suruh tak dengar lecture betul betul =..=

(read: iya jadi nya gitu gara gara ga denger apa yang dikatakan oleh dosen)

Serves me right.

And my friends here are amused with THE GDC.

Satelite phone. AC remote. A lethal weapon.

Of course. I kill people with cubic graphs and Spongebob stickers on the GDC cover.

Mr Texas Instruments would be so proud of me.