Friday, 30 September 2011

Time to hit the book!

Lectures almost come to an end. As of next week, it will be the last week of interaction for most of the subjects that I take this semester. Truth be told, I am quite worried as this means it gets me nearer to the examination; the one thing I love the most about study. To get it right, I am not fully prepared by any means. What makes me scared the most is because I will be tested upon what I have learnt in these three semesters of preparation year. I was quite cocky before this as I had no exam to face during semester 1 and 2 (excluding MOCK exam which does not carry any point). Now I know how it feels like to face the biggest obstruction that stops you from heralding your wings into degree level. I must visualize what I want from now and then. Sometimes, when you try to convince and motivate yourself that you can do it, there is always a black shadow within you that says what if this happen and what if that happens; thus, it makes you reluctant to take the next steps.

I almost forget that I have an exam to face when I get myself preoccupied with activities that are not educational at all. There are times when I regret upon procrastination that I have done. Many times, I did say to myself that “I shouldn’t have done this”. But, there is nothing you can do about it other than watching the time flies away. To get matters right, I must convince myself that I can do the best in this coming final examination. The sceptical among us would quickly question what you can do to make it true. I would not reveal anything as I have my own way that may be differ from other people. But what I can promise is if I could put more effort into it, I could soar the best result I could get. That is why I need all of your support to wake me up from my perpetual dreams. I have to admit the fact that I am still in the mood of honeymoon. It takes me sometimes to realize that I am no longer a high school student, I am instead a college freshman – a step towards my dreams.

The reasons why I must do my best are many. If I were to list them out, I guess this post is not enough to cater all. But the whole point of “doing the best” lies upon three major reasons, firstly to achieve the target that I have set. Am I sounded ambitious? I pretty much am. For your information, in this coming examination, I set to get ...let me keep it alone. I hope this would be impossible, Amin. I am rational and realistic enough when I decided to set this. I weighed my target upon my performance in MOCK exam which more or less portraying my half ability. I was not worried to achieve in the first place until one day, I was realized by a lecturer who said that my said writing was not up to the standard or in easy word, it sucks the most! Imagine, how devastated I am when it strucked straight on my face. I wanted to cry, but I tried my best to hold back my tears. Yes, I did not cry. I try to look at this predicament in a positive way. I take this as a motivation to move on and keep on fighting. I admit that I did improve myself in order to be better. But I was saddened by the fact that I failed to nail an ace for this certain paper in the previous MOCK exam. Let bygone be bygone. Let us not reap the old scar. What I could do now is moving on with a brand new me; Optimistic, hard working, and proactive.  

The second thing that moves me to do my very best in exam is to make my parents and family proud of me. I know it sound clich├ęd, but it comes to my realisation that this is why I must do my very best. I am here because of them. I want to them to be happy and beaming with smile upon my success. They have invested a lot in me since. Their support is undeniable that I would never be able to repay them much. They never tired to give me moral support, financial support, and motivation to make sure I could study comfortably. So for that matter, I must study hard and do the best because this is not only my future but also my family future. I want to repay them with my excellence in studies; that is the only thing that I could do at the moment. I love them very much, and only God knows how much I care about them. They are my life and death. They live in every single strand of my nerves that push me to do my very best out of me. Their words of optimism is the song that played in the back of my mind to move on and “I shouldn’t let this slip through my finger!”

Obviously, I study hard because I want to secure a place in degree level of sophomore year. At the moment, I study TESL as my major and by right; I will be pursuing my degree in B.Ed TESL. Mind you, TESL programme is not as easy as ABC. English is just not our mother-tongue and it is getting hard from time to time. However, I must be strong enough because this TESL thing is all I ever wanted in my life (I guess). I choose to be a TESLian. I always think that I am good in language, but the truth is I am not. When your good is not good enough, it fears you the most. Nevertheless, I do not stop believing in my intuition that I could my best and be the best.

I guess I have written much about my fright over the examination. Wish me the best everybody!

Let's get party! Raise your glass everyone! :D

We may not be as good as the rest, but we did prove them that we are the best!

How I miss my time the kids at school. You guys rock, chillun!
 

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

And she walks down the aisle


Who was getting married? Was it me? Ha-ha. Hell no. I was still young yet I would find myself settling down a family if I was back in 70s. Would that not mean too early? Indeed. But that time, development of maturity is apparently faster than the shift of age. What am I rambling?

Obviously, it was not me who was getting married but it was my sister! At the age of 2+, she managed to find her other half and soul mate. Some of us might wonder, wasn’t it too late for her? As for me, it was not. Come on, you are in millennium era. At this time, you are considered as conservative for getting married at early age simply because you have life to live on, you have ambition to chase, and the list goes on. These would be your priorities over the need of getting married.  Whatever it is, my sister gets married to whom she loves the most after her family. (I guess). He is definitely lucky for getting my sister, I reckon. What fated above couldn’t be defied. He has been chosen to be my sister’s companion for the rest of their lives. Amin. By right, they are complementing and completing each other. Amin. Seriously, it is not easy for one to get married. You don’t know who will be your mate. You don’t know when the time you will say, “There you’re . I have been looking for you like forever. And you are the one for me.” Because, getting married is about conjuring up to someone which means you are dependent to that person and marriage is about once in a lifetime and eternal. I guess I have enough with marriage talk. Wishing my sister congratulation and all the best!


May you both be in each other presence forever!

May He bellow upon you both his blessing, sustenance, and love!

Wherever there’s love, there will be wealth and success. :D

Enjoice the pics!



p/s: Mom and Dad, I swear to god that I would not get married until I have a Master's degree. No Master, No Marriage. *Gotta hit the book, will be having grammar quiz tomorrow.

Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Raya story.


So long no story, right? You may wonder where I have been and what I have been doing. The truth is, i’m a live and kicking! It is the fact that I miss my blog so much, but I have to concede the clincher that I lost my spirit to hit the keyboard. Tons of works have carried away my passion to write, I guess. What a lame excuse, anyway! Enough excuse, the reason I blog today to prove that I am fine and in the very pink of health. No naughty thoughts!

Much rambling, let me tell you what I want to blog today. I wish to write something about my Raya break with my family. I know it was a two weeks from now, but still, I want to write about it no matter what. I think that this is too late, but it is not. Remember, Syawal is a month, isn’t it?  For me, this year Eid was indeed an epic! I had an immense thrill of fun. I had a whale of time with my family. It was rare for us to be together at the same time because we all had our own commitment unless it is family vacation. So, this year, everyone got to be together. We talked like we hadn’t met for ages, I reckoned. It felt good sometimes to know other’s people life updates; what’s happening to them and what they had been doing. I caught myself watching them eating, talking, sitting and the list goes on simply because I am going to miss them darn much when I am away for my study. If I were to have a remote control of life, I wish I could pause the moment that we had that was like forever. Nevertheless, I got the chance to babysit my nephews, not really a babysitting but more of having fun with them. I admit the fact that they really made my every day cheerful. Well, what’s more, like previous Eid, we went to almost every relative’s houses. A normal appendage, it was.

I guess that’s all from me. :D

Enjoice the pics!
What am I trying to do? A peace, I guess but failed! My sis, my cheeky nieces, and me.

One happy family. Sad that I was not in the picture because I am the one who snap this pic. :(