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Lawak
Rber my sis who is going to start her masters programme this July? As a govt servant, she’s to partake in a 1-month preparation course & she need to pass the exams. So, last Saturday, I was asked (paid actually) to guide her in preparing for Statistics paper. What an experience!
I laughed so much after listening to her clsmates’ antics.

On the medium of instruction. The Stats modul was shared by two different lecturers. So, one will explain about the null hypothesis (HO) as opposed to the alternative hypothesis (HA). Then the other will talk about ‘H-na’ (kecek Kelate) and H1. The whole lots got confused – it was just a matter of jargons!

On moving from the initial assumptions of hypothesis testing - standardised normal distribution to t-distribution, an ustaz asked, “Gapo (n-1) che’gu? Tak duo? Tak tigo?” According to my sis who is also from ulum syarie background (Cairo) – they were taught to always find justification of everythings, the socalled intuitions or logics of things. Jawab jgn tak jawab! Of coz, there’re detail explanations of everything but we’re not statisticians so leave it all to them!

On types of error in concluding the hypothesis testing, Type I error is when a true statement is being ‘rejected’ – where the lecturer used the analogy of an accused (innocent party) being sentence to jail– against Type II error of letting a guilty one scoots free. So a lawyer (was it a magistrate?) start to argue in class the legal view soksek2x….
If this is an example of the types of students for my pjj class - of what to come.. Aiyoyo!!

I taught her how to mentally divide any numbers with 10 and 100 OR multiply with 10 and 100, by just moving the decimal point accordingly to the right or left. Oh wait, the interchangability of percentage to decimal points – is already too much for her! -Slap forehead again-
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Stressful
I think I’m a bad loner-person (no, this is not a reverse-psycho statement). Coz my housemate is moving out this weekend. She presented me with the fait accompli early this morning through sms (hahaha, coz I emailed her something about the house (I often did this with the other hsemate who is into IT) last Thursday but then I already spoke to her on Friday and as recent as yesterday’s evening).

On my part (she reassured me), I’ve no need to worry over next month rental (she’ll simply forego the deposit or else give one-month notice – wait! I forget that there’s a slight increment in our rental starting next month). She already arranged to have the vacancy ad taken care of too. Thank you.

On her part, I fully comprehend that I’ve not been a good company – masuk bilik buat hal sendiri; sama je kat kpg pun - not like normal housemates who do things together like, you know, cooking (too lazy), eating out (differ taste & makan time), watching telly (I hate having to explain what’s happening to someone who’s not been following the series) or share love-life titbits (don’t have any).

Or it must has been my attitude again – when I don’t like something of a person, I usually withdrawn myself –simply kenot tahan or pandai bermanis muka. And when I like a person, I obviously show it (keserasian). So, she must have been bored to death now such the need for her to find others’ company (lucky this ain’t a contract of marriage when it’s intentionally agreed upon for life).

She’s been telling the other hsemate sometime recently about ‘dengar bunyi malam2, things left right in front of our entrance (latest, a plastic bag tersangkut di grill –apa ke hal?), lampu berkelip & mati, & lain2 adegan yg sewaktu dgn susuk, anak pontianak dan ..’ Since she’s seldomly around lately (our path didn’t cross), it was from this other person that I ‘heard’ about her ‘helping a friend moving places’.

I’m not saying bad things about her – I owe her a lot. We hunted for the current house together (that’s why it hurts). She drove all the way to KL at midnight to pick up the master key (as last resort) when I was locked outside of my room (recently). She listened to my grouses over faculty matters (yeah, we’re in the same building but different wing – dekat tapi jauh). She even bought me my bestest (in taste) birthday cake so far.

So, I’m overanalyzing things again *sigh* But Naz if you read this, do share your take on this matter. Nope, she’s not moving out bcoz of marriage – that will take place much later this year. Nor does she bought a house of her own.