Alhamdulillah…could never be
thankful enough…I survive and certainly am. Killing 4 papers in 3 days, back to
back…does sound so cumbersome to be maneuvered…seem legit…and a lot of work, huh?
Certainly is. What's done is done. Not that I expect any mental breakdown or brain freeze in the
past few days because I really need my brain at its best. Shoot...this week couldn’t be
anymore hectic. I have had enough drama, not to mention there are times when sudden emotional lapse and inertia swing by to think of the things I could have
done right in the examination…drain my motivation. Brain strenuously works to
an extreme. And now is the time to put it at rest for a few moments. The exam is not better nor worse...just hope and pray for the best. This is
yet not an end. I can’t possibly wait for the last paper on the next Monday,
Moral Education and then…heading home! Holiday mode turns on right after…it
seems to be that the mood comes early this semester or am I just being the one
and only person who is already in the kind of mood? *wondering
I don't think any of us has to wait a particular day to make you feel special about yourself...to make you feel loved...to make you feel appreciated...to thank you for everything you have done until now...to pray to Allah that you are always in good health and far from any harm...to tell you how much we love you and no one else has to see it as long as we have each other. There is a strong intangible bond that binds us together no matter what. Every day is your day. Without you...life is incomplete. You're the teacher of our lifetime. You teach us right from wrong and we are going to be strong.
Drowning in the sea of notes and books for weeks. They are all over the places. I am in a mess and almost asphyxiated to death (pun intended). Brain freezes to the extent it swallows more than it can chew. Too much to be revised, yet too little time to study or should I put it in this way that I procrastinate a lot. Regretting all the wasted time spending on useless things during the whole semester when in fact I should get my study on. Been having and savoring much leeway time all this while and now a surge of guilt hits me and not to mention, stress runs through my veins strenuously. Typical student.
Enough lamenting. Doesn't take me anywhere if I keep sighing and whining. Couldn't help it but admit that...A moment of realization only comes at the very last minute of time. Yet it's better late than never. There is always a shine of hope in every bad ordeal. Keep trying, it is. Double the effort and set the right intention, "Belajar kerana Allah s.w.t". In sha Allah...all the hardwork will be paid off one fine day. It's not a waste. Be sure that we only get whet we give. Chill.
Wishing all of my batchmates...all the very best, beat the rest. Man Jadda Wajada. Keep on fighting until the last drop of blood, tears and sweat. This is our war and we were born to do this thing.