I hate study week

Could afford to only accompany and send my dear friend to the airport. Watching them taking off is not easy because deep inside, I wanted to go home myself SO DAMN BADLY!!! Watching flight schedule en route to Sibu but not boarding on the flight makes me feel even worst..

This is my reason for hating study week. Maybe only a quater left in UKM. I am one of them. The rest are home by now.

Brotherly conversation

I received a sms from my brother Arthur at 8pm. He said that he wanted to go home. Homesick! Dear, Atur.. Go home then. It costs you only RM80 for return tikcet (Kch-Sbw-Kch). It takes only 8 hours to reach Sibu. If I were you, I would take the next bus home.
Seconds later, he rang my phone. He dropped it before I managed to answer. Hmmm.. My credit was insufficient. Luckily, I was in Bangi and I may get my credit reloaded at 7-11. Soon after that, I called him.
He sounded not really good at the other side. What has gotten into him? I was very curious. He admitted that he can never be more homesick than he is now. So, I advised him to get himself a bus ticket. Money isn't an issue. He has my full back-up. Not that I have lots of money. But, I may help him.
Our conversation shifted from one topic to another. It was a kind of a deep brotherly talk that we have. It was rare I know. Basically because the two of us are of two paraoxical personalities. Apart from our great passion for magnificent food and splendid movies and our genuine affection towards our nieces, we hardly share any other things in common. Maybe 1 or 2 of his songs or a bit here and there. But generally, we are just different in lots of ways. But, hey, my BROTHER is a good guy, ok!
Atur, whatever it is, we are brothers, ok. Nothing wd ever come in between. Even if there is any, nothing would change the fact that I am your elder brother and you are my younger brother. Take care, bro! You know I care about you a hell lots!

Something for Faculty of Education to ponder..

I was indeed delighted by the invitation to attend Majlis Anugerah Dekan that prided itself in "MERAIKAN PELAJAR YANG MENERIMA ANUGERAH DEKAN" which is clearly stated on its tentative programme. It was said to begin at 12 pm, at Blik Bankuasi, Aras 2, Bangunan Canselori, UKM. I was pretty much convinced that this would be a grand event..
But, at the exact same time, I have a tutorial on Disourse and Pragmatics. Leaving the tutorial wouldn't be wise though. Let me think of something. Since I was so eager to come, I talked to Ash about it. Then, Ash and I tried to reshcedule our tutorial slot for Discourse and Pragmatics with Prof. Koo which we managed to, so that we could attend this award ceremony!
There I was, in front of Bilik Bankuasi. "Hmmm... Where are the rest?" 15 to 12pm. Uhuh.. "There they are." We were fortunate that we got ourselves a table. Looking at the place and the number of incresing guests, I wonder whether the tables are sufficient.
Shall I not mention what happen in between but straight to the point? Alright. Here we go.
Can u imagine, a room no way bigger than our lecture hall, (our lecture hall is way too big still to be compared to this bedroom-sized BANQUET HALL) is expected to accommodate a pool of guest more than 200?
Remember, this is an event to celebrate the deserving one. Let me quote again. "MERAIKAN PELAJAR YANG MENERIMA ANUGERAH DEKAN."And yet, those people who were being DIRAIKAN have no place to sit!!! Ok, that was not too bad, MAYBE! Shouldnt we be thankful that we are diraikan?? Furrrrlleeassseeee...
What about attending an event in which you are DIRAIKAN but you are about to leave that event with an empty, growling stomach? Ok, fine! Maybe tat is not too bad as well. Being thankful as we should, right?
Did I mention how long do we have to wait for the event to begin? The Dean made her appearance not untul 15 minutes before 1pm.. Glancing though the programme, she ought to be there at 12.10pm!
You see aa.. The waiting, the insufficient food, and the SPACIOUS venue (I meant it sarcastically OKAY!). Unexpectedly later, I was asked to reararrange the chair and put them back in place by Puan Gugu.. (Hehe... not the real name). Grrrrrrrrrrrr... I was the guest! yang DIRAIKAN, ok! If not for my respect for this helpful lady, I would have exploded..
Is that our FPEND standard?
Anyway, shall I extend my heartiest congratulations to those who have made it. We have another two semesters to go. Let's remain in the list for another 2 semesters and I do pray that in the next Dean's list, it shall witness the 25 of us B.Ed TESL Cohort 3, UKM-IPBL, all of us to be listed! We could do this! All the best for your final everyone!!!

Re-representation

This entry was personally written back in December the 2nd, 2008. I think it is a good piece that I love to share again with my reader..
Enjoy...
Am offering u wat u may not c.. Perhaps my perspective isn’t wide enough to come up with these re-representation of life.. Just a sharing anyway. Hav fun pondering over some humble thoughts of mine..
Feeling like u r an outcast?? Have you ever asked yourself why are you being treated in such a way? Be reflective a bit.. That’s it. It is actually how u wanted others to treat u.. If people are drifting away from you, don’t be too quick to blame them. It could be YOU who actually drifted yourself away from them.
Do not count your blessing by the number of friends you have made but by the number of enemy, the hatred and anger u have reduced or minimized.
Don’t count your joy based on the times u laugh but by hw often have you make others’ life a meaningful one.
Don’t value your grief by the amounts of tears that u have shed, but by the number of hearts that you have torn apart..
The pursuit of happiness… maybe not an easy task after all.. However, ur joy would be doubled when u r able to make others’ eyes sparkle…. Trust me.. No matter how bad u feel, the moment u make one’s life better, its healing power would be undeniably miraculous..
Dont b too harsh to yourself.. Have a very open mind and heart.. U wd be promised a bountiful harvest.. Isnt life wonderful??? There is more to everything that meets the eye.. Open ur eyes wide.. Then u would see.. I hope I wdnt be blinded by my ignorance as well.. Best wishes…

Boredom

When you are blanketed by only boredom, a hell lots of things would come crossing your already bewildering mind. I better keep myself busy. I have been thinking wa too far ahead and reflecting too much unneccessarily. Either one does not benefit me even a little. In fact, my life is wrecked by each demotivating thought I have.
Well, exam is approaching. I better start picking up some books and become a STUDENT. Have been leaving what I should for too long a time.. I want to study and that's what I ought to do.