Darevolution Annual Grand Meeting (JUN SEM)

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Finally, the long waited post about Darevolution Annual Grand Meeting! I’m currently doing the laundry, am waiting for those dryers containing my clothes to stop spinning.

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The meeting was held on the 21st of June, Wednesday at Auditorium 1, Level 2, UNITAR International University, Tierra Crest, Kelana Jaya. It was attended by all UFS students, from semester 1 to semester 3; with some additional alumni and also lecturers.

It was a hectic day for me, you can see my schedule below.

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After successfully dividing myself, I arrived at the auditorium right on time and was told a shocking news. My dear semester 2 colleagues are dumb ass crazy. Okay that’s rude, but they deserve it. Well some of them. When they were asked about their not-inside-the-auditorium friends, they told us (Madam Farah and I) that everyone went back home.

Why? Well, according to semester 2, section 3 students, they were supposed to have Economy class that time, so Madam Farah gave them a green light to skip the meeting. Cunningly, some (basically 90%) sem 2 students took advantage of that and disappear into the thin air.

Idiotically, those section 3 students told us that Sir Man gave them the permission to skip his class (through WhatsApp) and join the AGM. Liars those creatures! Why did I call them liars? First, Sir Man don’t just let people skip his class (except me, because I’m a darling) and second, HE DO NOT GIVE OUT HIS PHONE NUMBER TO STUDENTS, so automatically, he didn’t inform anyone about him cancelling his class via WhatsApp. Madam Farah and I panicked. Halllllllloooo!!! This is Sir Man we’re talking about here! We do not want him to turn back into Pres’s semester batch mean old lecturer!

I went to his office with Ariff BB(because he’s from sem 2, section 3), panicking of course. I brought my homemade cookies as well, to tame the lion (jk, I gave out cookies to my lecturers and he was the last one I found) and fortunately, everything went well. BB was kinda shocked that it was as easy as pie.

Ehem, I have an announcement to make BB, I’m his adorable student; of course he loves me and is kind to me. *smiling like an angel while BB puked* Heck, Sir Man and I even talked and joked around together, with him being him, shipping me with a certain someone. Eeeeergh, him and Payel are the same. *exaggerated eye rolling*

That’s settled, we went down, bla bla bla. Madam Farah did the opening, Timun gave out instructions about the game, the students divided into groups and me being the person who was in-charge of the microphone, gila bayang all the waaaaaaaaaaay~

We kinda drag the game and were a tad late; starting the re-election. Bla bla bla, I have to become the MC for the election. Sitting casually on the stage, in front of 200+ students, staring at me. Gulp. Nervouse. Not. But I still drag Pres into it (more like begged him and attacked him with my round and cute and sparkling eyelashes-on-fleek eyes). He had Account class (from 8 a.m. – 3 p.m. I swore I saw his soul leaving his body) earlier and joined us a in the middle of the game. I was tooo into the game, menggila bayang, that I didn’t even realize his arrival.

Our last job as the President and Vice-president. Hiks. Sad.

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Aaaaaaaaaawh!!! We were so cute! Having a photoshoot session in front of them UFS students with Timun as our photographer. I guess we are currently the only Pres and VP who have this much chemistry xD

When they start nominating names, I was a tad sad when no one actually said my name, but when Payel and Kink were being nominated; hell, I was too giddy and excited. Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

The election for the president starts, and the result was a bit tempered by Pres

Payel became the Presideeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeent with Kink as her VP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was soooooooo happy, I had to control myself. If it were just my housemates and I inside the hall, I would’ve jumped up and down, hugging, kissing, kicking, loving, smacking those two! Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, c’mon! Payel and Kink’s love story is waaaay more interesting that Brangelina’s one xD

Also, Pres and I were kinda shocked and flustered. Housemates aaaalll the waaaaaaaay~~~

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Taken right after the announcement

I COULD NOT BE ANY PROUDER! I am not even sad that I didn’t become the president.

Heck, I was quite sad when my mom prayed that I will not get any position, but I forgot about them all. It was amazingly funny and odd. I mean, what are the odds?! If I were to give up those two positions to anyone, it’ll be to them. They’ve been with us (Pres and I) throughout the whole ordeal. They saw us suffering, the sacrifices that we made. Those sleepless nights, endless reports, who knew that it’ll be their turn next. *evil laugh*

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#powerhousemates
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New Pres and VP ❤

So it seems like I’ve been writing for more than 20 minutes and my clothes are all dry up. Left the self-service laundry place and continue my OKBaby marathon that I’ve been neglecting this year while eating chocolate lava mug cake with this Indonesian syrup~

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I promised Kink that I’ll guide him thoroughly. He was scared shite, it’s not even cute. Don’t worry Kink, I don’t know about Pres, but I’ll help you out as much as I can. We’re not kinkies for no reason~

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Don’t worry, you’ll still laugh like me by the end of the semester 😉

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I know it’s weird, still addressing Daryl as Pres, but I’m used to name him as Pres in my blog; I guess I’ll continue with that.

I called Payel ‘Pres’ the other day. She was like, “Ew, that sounds so wrong!” Hahahahahaha xD I don’t know lah which part of it is wrong, but I get her. It feels weird xD

To my dear Payel and Kink,

I’m sure it was a surprise for you two, getting those positions (Kink yes. Payel, not so much) but trust me when I say that, insyaallah, you two have a great team this semester. You’ll both do great! I wrote a long arse essay for you two the other day, so yeah. Malas nak tulis lagi. Don’t ever think that I feel sad for not getting those positions! Don’t feel guilty! If it were other people, yeah, it’s a bit of a bummer, but you two are one of my closest friends in campus and I am very, extremely proud of you.

Payel, you’re amazing, gurl! You can handle this organization with gracefulness, geeraaaaand!

Kink, you’re not so bad yourself. You can do lots, but most importantly, take a good care and support your president.

Pres and I were known to be the President and the Vice-president with the most chemistry, I hope you guys will be the best pair in the history of Darevolution and I know you can! You guys are, after all, our predecessors. ❤ ❤ ❤

Love, ex-VP.

Hiks, this is sad. No more crazy meetings, no more skipping classes, no more calling dozens of people one by one, no more formal dressing up. Heck, I’ll still do those things. Charity run remember.

Though, there will be no more Pres and VP TT^TT

Pres posted this on his Instagram after the meeting. Hands down, it is the sweetest thing he ever done for me, in public. *cries tears and blood* I guess there will be no more sappy VP cry-calling in the middle of the night after this. I know you’ll miss that Pres, but sorry, our time is over *blowing my newly manicured nails* #VPyangsangatGILABAYANG Hahahahahahaha xD

Yeah, I know I wrote that essay looking thing, but the fact that he posted that for the world to see *happy tears all over the place, again*

I guess that was all for the AGM. Things happened afterwards, but let’s just say that it’s not important. I don’t want to talk about the bitter part, let’s just share the happy part, should we.

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From left to right. Ex-pres, ex-vp, Madam Farah (our advisor), President, Vice-president, Secretary

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The ex-vp and her ex-treasurer and ex-asst. treasurer. Ouh and there’s BB behind us.

I guess that is all for that meeting~

The last event and meeting, with my status as Darevolution, UFS’s Vice-president. Or not. Officially, Pres and I are still the president and the vice-president until July/August ish. Haks, so only the two of us are allowed to go to the presidential meetings, those official thingy and what not. Ceh.

Tata~

Last meeting

It was held last Monday. Reason? Because we have to conduct the Darevolution Annual Grand Meeting on Wednesday.

It was attended by the Pres, VP, Secretary, Asst. Secretary, Treasurer, Asst. Treasurer, Head of Divisions and Director and Asst. Director of events. It was a short one, officially, it lasted only 30 minutes. We extend it unofficially xD

We played a game, it’s called mafia. We played it first before having to conduct the games on Wednesday. It was fun and dumb xD A great day to end something. I had mixed feelings. It felt sad, but happy. Everyone was having fun, so I didn’t want to ruin it by being sappy. Though it was quite obvious that I was not in the mood. I was being quiet the whole time…

Saaad… Final meeting for January semester… And end of an era, huh…

I don’t know what else to write about that day. Wasn’t feeling it much, because yeah… My boyfriend (Shawn Mendes) cheated on me… #gilabayang

BUBUR LAMBUK; A Malay Tradition

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I’m not really bored. I have a test tomorrow; statistic, promised myself that I’ll finish my law assignment by this week, worrying about tomorrow’s Darevolution Annual Grand Meeting (yes, bye bye to my VP position) and wondering why I am single.

Girls just wanna have some fun~ Well, I want to write, so no one can stop me ;p

Last Friday, my campus did this free Bubur Lambuk thingy. They use #weallpayunglagi as their slogan or something.

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It was fun, lecturers from all faculties came down and help out, as well as students. Though I think that UNITAR Foundation School (UFS) students are the most chaotic one. Riots I tell you! Noisy bunch of monkeys, freed from the UNITAR zoo. But hey, we did help, a lot.

I came down to help at around 10ish, after my class with Sir Im. I forgot what class it was, but Sir Arvin being Sir Arvin, he signed me up for the program (without my permission of course). Meh, I like it anyway.

We have to make at least 2500 Bubur Lambuk and when I entered the kitchen, wow! It was as hectic as ever. Just like during the Kem Pencabahan (idk how to spell it xD) Minda lunch and breakfast preparations.

Currently, I was the only student and as the youngest person in the kitchen, I helped them fast. Tick tock tick tock, time passed. One by one, students came by to help and more UFS’s students also came. We were one of the very few people who stayed behind until the end. Heck, I’m glad that I was wearing a casual outfit. Casual Fridaaaaaaaaay~~~

Though it was a pain when my sweater got wet because I had to washed those huge appliances. I mean, I don’t mind being wet, but I was supposed to give out those Bubur Lambuk a.k.a. meeting outsiders with an I-have-been-slaved-in-the-kitchen-for-hours outfit; it’s a big NO-NO. Kalau jumpa jodoh macam mana?! Lari, sis!

Okay, back to the topic. UFS have the youngest students, the baby of the university, thus we got the furthest spot. We have to give out the Bubur Lambuk at Petronas Batu 3, Shah Alam. Again, as we were the youngest in the team, we had to transfer around 250ish Bubur Lambuk MANUALLY from the common room (lv2) to the parking lot (lvB1). While others get trollies, we had our powerful manpower and also, they have Allya The Girl with Monstrous Strength.

The trip was fine, except for the part where the van had to stop for a gas or should I say, diesel stop. Damn… The smell was bad, freaking bad! We almost died! (definitely exaggerated)

We set a small table in front of Mesra (Petronas convenience store) and distribute the Bubur Lambuk by going to vehicles around.

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I really like this photo, Payel looks sooo pweeetty~

Sir Arvin and Sir Ron had other ideas. They went to the exit of Petronas and gave out the Bubur Lambuk to the passerby. It looks fun, trying to kill yourself while doing good deeds, so I followed them. Later, Arif (Nonok) came as well. We suffered for a while but after gathering a number of crowds, the others followed us as well. Let’s kill ourselves together, yeah xD

By the end of the day, I was dead tired and I’m pretty sure everyone was worn out as well. Nevertheless, the smiles on those people who received the Bubur Lambuk was a great reward.

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UNITAR Foundation School on the loooooose~

It’s the holy month of Ramadhan, where good deeds are repaid by a lot more pahala than usual. Not to mention that cooking for those who are fasting are a noble thing to do. Gotta admit, I’m not a saint, I don’t think I have that much pahala, so it was a great opportunity for me to give happiness to people and also to help me to enter Jannah, which of course, is not easy.

That night, I was too lazy to do Tarawih, but hey, what’s the point of you doing good deeds but leaving one of the greatest gift of Ramadhan? There’s also no class on Saturday, so yeay!

(Truthfully, I complained the next morning. I slept for 16 hours straight because I got my period that night, after Tarawih. Fuh! The next morning, it felt like my body was punched here and there. The soreness, oh God. Eeeeeeeergh!)

Apapun, saya tidak menyesalinya!

Teheee~ I guess that is all for today.

Tata~

P.S. The title said a Malay tradition because I’ve realized it for sometime now, that here in Malaysia, a few days before the 1st of Syawal (Hari Raya Aidilfitri), especially the last 10 days of Ramadhan; they like to give out Bubur Lambuk. Though I’m not sure why. I mean, I don’t know why they’re giving out Bubur Lambuk and not Nasi Lemak. If we were to talk about the costing, Bubur Lambuk is quite hard to make and the ingredients are quite pricey as well. I’ll do my homework and research some more~

Wattpad much

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It has been two weeks since class started. Life is good, yeah. S’all good. Everything is back to normal, except for the fact that I’m isolating myself from the world…

I AM OBSESSED WITH WATTPAD!!!

To those who doesn’t know what Wattpad is, I suggest you to download it and use it to the fullest! Oh God! My private library is full of my guilty pleasures! >///,\\\<

I first stumbled upon Wattpad two years ago, in 2015. I think I downloaded it because Cici wrote a story and post it on Wattpad, or maybe I downloaded it because of its amazing contents of fanfiction. I don’t know and I’m not sure how it started, but it’s one of the two reasons.

Wattpad and I were inseparable, especially during my stay in Indonesia. It was my one and only friend. We kept hanging out 24/7 until I officially became a college student. I stopped reading Wattpad because things were just hectic. I forgot about its existence for a while, I’m sorry my dear friend TT^TT

This obsessive reading of mine started again a few weeks ago; in the middle of my non-existence semester break. I was bored and lazily opened the Wattpad app.

IT WAS A MISTAKE!

From that moment on, I was addicted to it. I read it anytime and anywhere. I read it before I went to bed, as well as on the bus, even though reading on a moving vehicles messed up with my head a bit. I didn’t know it was that bad until today.

I came to campus quite early and the class was empty, what did I do? Continue reading a Wattpad story of course. Tick tock tick tock tick tock, Sir Ron, my psychology lecturer barged in, which kinda surprised me. I look up blurly and snapped out of my reverie after Sir Ron asked, “Are you okay ah, Allya?”

It struck me that class is starting and is already packed with my friends. The blocked noises come to my hearing sense, the auras of living creature was felt through the air. I was stunt, I didn’t move nor speak. I was too deeply sucked into Wattpad world. I feel bad towards my surroundings. I hope I didn’t ignore anyone who greeted me ‘good morning’ because guys, I really didn’t feel your presence. All I can remember was, imagining the female lead in the Wattpad story as me a.k.a. Allya being pampered with love and lux by a hot young billionaire.

Sadly, I don’t want to stop xD It’s getting worse, I admit, but hey, bukan selalu. So, if you say ‘hi’ to me but are being ignored, please don’t feel offended because I’m currently not in this world. Thank you. Hahahahahaha xD

Toodles for now. I have a Wattpad story to read, tata~

Was it 2 or 3?

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So… the first week of semester 3 is coming to an end. It was bearable. No one died, or vomited pieces of their lungs. Though most of us are quite depressed. Our results are out and most of our pointer drops. The only one whose pointer increases is Kink.

Mine dropped by 0.13. I know, I’m still in the dean’s list, but stiiiiiiiiiiiiiilllllllllllllllllllllllll… Haih, bersyukur saja…

I have to write a report about last sem’s activities, club activities. I wrote them all smoothly until I reached the part about place surveying. The team and I surveyed Bukit Nanas for the leisure event before choosing the place. I vividly remember that we went there thrice before the event, but I can’t seem to recall the third time.

I asked Pres about it and he said that we went there thrice, but he too can’t remember the third one. If it was only me, then fine, but Pres even said that we went there three times.

What is this memory? When did we go there? With whom? Why did we go there?

Those questions are replaying in my head.


1st survey

We went there for the first time and it was chaotic. We got lost, we don’t know where we are. Basically we got lost in the middle of KL. All of us are in our usual ‘winter’ campus attire and we had to walk for miles and miles, not to mention jungle trekking as well.

By the end of the day, we were worn out. Despite those craziness, it was fun.

What’s memorable on that day was Pres’s sleeping habit. He slept everywhere. Zatul also got hurt on that day because we were not wearing proper shoes. We were supposed to only meet the management and then went back home, that’s why we were not prepared.

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Those who came along. Shantan, Pavi, Zatul, Yuni, Kavin, Marsha and Pres. Obviously me as well.

2nd survey

Only five people went there this time. Pres, Shantan, Kavin, Pavi and I. I was too lazy to go, but leaving those three guys alone to survey the place. Hmmm… Not a good idea.

The boys turn into monkeys. Hanging from one monkey bar to another. It was not as tiring because we wore appropriate clothing. We also had our lunch around Bukit Nanas’s area. It was an expensive simple lunch.

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3rd survey

Blank… I have no memory about it, but I feel like we did go there for the 3rd time. I feel like on the event day itself, was my 4th time coming to Bukit Nanas. Though, when? What happen?

It’s killing me inside! I don’t have a memory about it, but it feels real. I feel like it happened. Haiih… Ntahlah, whatever lah. I’ll just write two reports about. Meeeh~

Tata~