Things That I Have Learnt About Myself This Year
HELLLLLLOOOO 2009!!!! (goodbye 2008...) Well.. Well.. Well.. This is indeed a mighty big chunk of personal stuff that I am going to share with all of you peeps. It is not something which you can consider a simple thing to do you know.... I mean opening up and telling everyone stuff about yourself. Not everyone can do it but here I am, doing something which the ‘old ME’ would never have done. Hey! That is something new that I have learnt about myself. Hehehe..
Okie let’s get down to business. Firstly, I’ve found out that I am capable of living independantly and to stand on my own feet because you don’t have your parents here to constantly remind you to iron your clothes, to do your bed, to do your homework ( I know that is kind of extreme), to have your meals, to have your ‘royal bath’ and other normal stuff pertaining to our daily lives. I have also learnt that I actually have full power and control over my mind and body. Meaning that, once I set my mind that I want to do something, I can actually do it if I keep myself disciplined enough. That is the tough part because most of the time we just prefer to let time pass, pass, pass. That is something that will eventually lead to a major catastrophe. I am dead serious about this.
I also found out that I NEED to motivate myself every single day by positive self talk in order for me to be able to get through the day without any regrets. Life is short, so live it without regret. Arguments, dissapointments and frustrations only wears us off and makes our life even shorter. I am DEFINITELY sure that all of you wants to live a long and happy life right? So, avoid from all that.
Before this, I was in a serious relationship with this guy. He was a very sweet guy, good looking, financially stable and quite intellectual. Kind of the ideal xmas gift that every girl yearns for. But sadly, things didn’t go how it should be, our relationship got haywire, maybe it was my fault, or his fault. I have no answer for that. To cut things short, I was very unstable when we had to say goodbye to each other. Well some of you may find this very tacky but the message that I am trying to convey is really important. It took me a while to get back on my feet. Even though it was a very bitter pill to swallow, I managed to stand up and I can proudly say that I am a much better person now and I am mentally, spirituallly and emotionally stronger. So girls, if your love life doesn’t work out well, don’t cry and dwell over the past. It doesn’t only smudges your mascara, it also tortures your sensitive soul and makes you feel like a useless old broom. So why should we go through all that? Our tears are too precious to be wasted on break ups. Thanks to the experience that I’ve gone through, I am much more mature now and I made a vow to myself that I will never get into another relationship till it is really time for me to meet my ‘shining knight in armour’. Haha.. Now that is funny. I thought those words only existed in fairytales.
Here is a little something that I wish to share with all of you honeybuns who have been so sweet so as to view my entry this time.
Remember to keep your thoughts positive, for your thoughts become your words,
Remember to keep your words positive, for your words become your actions,
Remember to keep your actions positive, for your actions become your habits,
And remember to keep your habits positive, for your habits become your destiny...
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
My One And Only Idol
No other person in this world deserve to be crowned as my idol other than my beloved mother. Now that is true because since the day I was born, I believe that my mother is the one who have made the most sacrifice in my life. I was not born in a bed of roses or born with a a silver spoon in my mouth. Since small, my parents worked really hard to feed the 5 of us. No doubt my father made a lot of sacrifice too but since this time I only have to choose one idol, I choose my mother because she is a very strong lady, be it emotionally, spiritually or mentally. There is definitely no doubt about that.
Being a normal lady with a soft heart, my lovely mother breaks down sometimes when she feels that life is a bit too much for her to handle. But she believes that everyone falls and she always remind me that it does not matter how many times you fall, but what matters the most is you picking yourself up after you fall. For me, the greatest sacrifice that my mother did was risking her life to give birth to me. When I first found out how the procedure of giving birth is, I felt really touched and without me realizing it, tears wellled up in my eyes. I am kind of ‘emo’ when it comes to things like this.
Other reasons why my mother is my idol is because of her beautiful heart. She always say that it is okay if people badmouth us or do really malicious things to us, but we must never do the same things back to those kind of people and we should just leave everything up to God. When she does her business, she does not really care about her profits and it is a miracle that she does not go brankrupt. Hehehe.. It is because she always put a low price to everything!! She believes that God is there and if she do good to people, there will be more than enough to feed her kids. Even when we went through hard times, she does not care if there is not much for her to eat as long as her kids are able to go to bed with their tummy full. When we were in Singapore, she took up baking classes at night at the Singapore Baking Industry Centre to support my father as she was afraid my father might lose his job during the economic crisis. She managed to balance her time as a housewife, a wonderful mother and a dedicated student. Even when I am typing now, I feel a strong yearning to give my mother a big warm hug and thank her for all her sacrifices.
So people, while your parents are still alive, do all you can to make them proud and fill their life with happiness and laughter, which is the elixir of life. My mother is the jewel of my heart, the gem of my soul and of course, the diamond of my life. Same goes to my handsome father too!
No other person in this world deserve to be crowned as my idol other than my beloved mother. Now that is true because since the day I was born, I believe that my mother is the one who have made the most sacrifice in my life. I was not born in a bed of roses or born with a a silver spoon in my mouth. Since small, my parents worked really hard to feed the 5 of us. No doubt my father made a lot of sacrifice too but since this time I only have to choose one idol, I choose my mother because she is a very strong lady, be it emotionally, spiritually or mentally. There is definitely no doubt about that.
Being a normal lady with a soft heart, my lovely mother breaks down sometimes when she feels that life is a bit too much for her to handle. But she believes that everyone falls and she always remind me that it does not matter how many times you fall, but what matters the most is you picking yourself up after you fall. For me, the greatest sacrifice that my mother did was risking her life to give birth to me. When I first found out how the procedure of giving birth is, I felt really touched and without me realizing it, tears wellled up in my eyes. I am kind of ‘emo’ when it comes to things like this.
Other reasons why my mother is my idol is because of her beautiful heart. She always say that it is okay if people badmouth us or do really malicious things to us, but we must never do the same things back to those kind of people and we should just leave everything up to God. When she does her business, she does not really care about her profits and it is a miracle that she does not go brankrupt. Hehehe.. It is because she always put a low price to everything!! She believes that God is there and if she do good to people, there will be more than enough to feed her kids. Even when we went through hard times, she does not care if there is not much for her to eat as long as her kids are able to go to bed with their tummy full. When we were in Singapore, she took up baking classes at night at the Singapore Baking Industry Centre to support my father as she was afraid my father might lose his job during the economic crisis. She managed to balance her time as a housewife, a wonderful mother and a dedicated student. Even when I am typing now, I feel a strong yearning to give my mother a big warm hug and thank her for all her sacrifices.
So people, while your parents are still alive, do all you can to make them proud and fill their life with happiness and laughter, which is the elixir of life. My mother is the jewel of my heart, the gem of my soul and of course, the diamond of my life. Same goes to my handsome father too!
I want to go home!!!
This is the best topic ever…!!! haha.. The past half of 365 days here have been a really tough time for me. Serious!! Non stop lectures, tutorial classes.. Not forgetting the ‘Mount Everest’ high homework that we have to do right after every class.. Gosh…. It has been a REALLY stressful time for me. If I am not mistaken, I mentioned before this that this is the first time I am away from my parents. The fact that I don’t have my parents to turn to at the end of the day after class made things worse for me. I even considered quitting this blogging thingy because I am just too stressed up with the hectic schedule here. Hehe.. A thousand apologies Mdm Faridah!! I am a PRD member also so I am sure you know how busy PRD members are right?? But thanks to our sweet Ms Nazreen, after she talked to me, I decided to continue being a blogger. haha.. Well… I really can’t wait to go home and just RELAX!!! My idea of relaxing is simple!! Just being with my beloved family, watching a movie together or just going out for lunch or dinner together.. All that is enough to make me feel relaxed.. For once, I will be able to not lay my hands on any book far a week!! Yippeeee!! Or like what Mr Flintstone always say, ‘Yubedabedddooo!!!’ I can’t wait to hang out at Starbucks and just chill with my favourite iced mocha while I read something from Sidney Sheldon.. Wow… I really can’t wait for all that.. I have a list of friends waiting for me to come back and get all wild and crazy with them.. haha.. I am sure this is the time all matriculation students are waiting for.. Hmm.. Before I forget, I would like to share this with all my friends.. To take the first step is a frightening thing. To face the unknown. The uncertainty it brings. But like the child who is tired of crawling, the first step is the most important of all. It expands your horizon, you can see a new light. The joy of discovery is like taking flight. The first step you take, will open all doors. To see yourself, as you have never seen before. And like the child, who gives his all. Sometimes he falters, he will teeter and fall. But strong arms are there to catch him and then, they stand him back up to start walking again. The longest journey, takes one step at a time. Once you get going, you’ll do just fine. Take my hand, friend. I’ll help you along. I’ll be beside you, as two we’ll be strong. Yes, that first step is a big one, the most important of all, I’ll be there to catch you, should you teeter and fall. We’ll set our sights forward, grit our teeth and walk on, when we see that road ending, together we’ll break into a run. I’ll help you, all the way through. But to take that first step, well, that is up to you.
This is the best topic ever…!!! haha.. The past half of 365 days here have been a really tough time for me. Serious!! Non stop lectures, tutorial classes.. Not forgetting the ‘Mount Everest’ high homework that we have to do right after every class.. Gosh…. It has been a REALLY stressful time for me. If I am not mistaken, I mentioned before this that this is the first time I am away from my parents. The fact that I don’t have my parents to turn to at the end of the day after class made things worse for me. I even considered quitting this blogging thingy because I am just too stressed up with the hectic schedule here. Hehe.. A thousand apologies Mdm Faridah!! I am a PRD member also so I am sure you know how busy PRD members are right?? But thanks to our sweet Ms Nazreen, after she talked to me, I decided to continue being a blogger. haha.. Well… I really can’t wait to go home and just RELAX!!! My idea of relaxing is simple!! Just being with my beloved family, watching a movie together or just going out for lunch or dinner together.. All that is enough to make me feel relaxed.. For once, I will be able to not lay my hands on any book far a week!! Yippeeee!! Or like what Mr Flintstone always say, ‘Yubedabedddooo!!!’ I can’t wait to hang out at Starbucks and just chill with my favourite iced mocha while I read something from Sidney Sheldon.. Wow… I really can’t wait for all that.. I have a list of friends waiting for me to come back and get all wild and crazy with them.. haha.. I am sure this is the time all matriculation students are waiting for.. Hmm.. Before I forget, I would like to share this with all my friends.. To take the first step is a frightening thing. To face the unknown. The uncertainty it brings. But like the child who is tired of crawling, the first step is the most important of all. It expands your horizon, you can see a new light. The joy of discovery is like taking flight. The first step you take, will open all doors. To see yourself, as you have never seen before. And like the child, who gives his all. Sometimes he falters, he will teeter and fall. But strong arms are there to catch him and then, they stand him back up to start walking again. The longest journey, takes one step at a time. Once you get going, you’ll do just fine. Take my hand, friend. I’ll help you along. I’ll be beside you, as two we’ll be strong. Yes, that first step is a big one, the most important of all, I’ll be there to catch you, should you teeter and fall. We’ll set our sights forward, grit our teeth and walk on, when we see that road ending, together we’ll break into a run. I’ll help you, all the way through. But to take that first step, well, that is up to you.
my late book review…
I was supposed to post this entry like ages ago bit I just didn’t know how to do a book review as I never did 1 before. So here it is, the first book review of my life. Hehe..
Well, the book that I read is Chicken Soup For The Soul; Living Your Dreams by Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen. The book is full of inspirational stories, powerful principles and practical techniques to make your dreams come true. In this tenth anniversary edition, Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen share time tested strategies that will help create the life that you want, be it attaining financial freedom, enjoying more fulfilling relationships, spending more time with your family or living as a healthier lifestyle.
One particular story in this fabulous book attracted me. The title is, ‘Never too old to live your dream’. It is about an 87 year old charming old lady named Rose who never had a chance to graduate till that ‘young’ innocent age. Over the course of the school year, Rose became a campus icon and evryone loved her. This is the dialogue that she said which I wil never forget. ‘We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only 4 secrets to staying young, being happy and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humour each and every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. There are so many people walking around who are dead and they don’t even know it! There is a giant difference between growing older and growing up. If you are 19 but you stay in bed for a whole year and do nothing, you will turn 20. If I am 87 and do the same thing, I will turn 88. Anyone can grow older. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity to change. Lastly, have no regrets. The elderly usually have no regrets. Only the people whe fear death have regrets.’
At year’s end, Rose finished her degree she had begun all those years ago and she died peacefully in her sleep a week after graduation day. So remember dear friends, it’s never too late to be all you can possibly be. This book taught me a lot of lessons of life and it is indeed a great help to me whenever I am feeling down or feel as if the world is crumbling around me because the powerful motivational stories in this fabulous book is definitely an eye opener and is always able to give me the strength to stand back up on my own feet with only the sky as my limit.
I was supposed to post this entry like ages ago bit I just didn’t know how to do a book review as I never did 1 before. So here it is, the first book review of my life. Hehe..
Well, the book that I read is Chicken Soup For The Soul; Living Your Dreams by Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen. The book is full of inspirational stories, powerful principles and practical techniques to make your dreams come true. In this tenth anniversary edition, Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen share time tested strategies that will help create the life that you want, be it attaining financial freedom, enjoying more fulfilling relationships, spending more time with your family or living as a healthier lifestyle.
One particular story in this fabulous book attracted me. The title is, ‘Never too old to live your dream’. It is about an 87 year old charming old lady named Rose who never had a chance to graduate till that ‘young’ innocent age. Over the course of the school year, Rose became a campus icon and evryone loved her. This is the dialogue that she said which I wil never forget. ‘We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only 4 secrets to staying young, being happy and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humour each and every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. There are so many people walking around who are dead and they don’t even know it! There is a giant difference between growing older and growing up. If you are 19 but you stay in bed for a whole year and do nothing, you will turn 20. If I am 87 and do the same thing, I will turn 88. Anyone can grow older. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity to change. Lastly, have no regrets. The elderly usually have no regrets. Only the people whe fear death have regrets.’
At year’s end, Rose finished her degree she had begun all those years ago and she died peacefully in her sleep a week after graduation day. So remember dear friends, it’s never too late to be all you can possibly be. This book taught me a lot of lessons of life and it is indeed a great help to me whenever I am feeling down or feel as if the world is crumbling around me because the powerful motivational stories in this fabulous book is definitely an eye opener and is always able to give me the strength to stand back up on my own feet with only the sky as my limit.
what’s hot on the streets now???
Well well well.. I guess most of you peeps out there are very much aware of the fact now that our Ministry Of Education is considering to change back the subjects science and maths to malay. What do all of you think?? Is it the right thing to do?? Different people might have different perceptions about this sensitive topic and I feel that there is no harm in just giving our own personal opinion on this. As for me, I think it is crystal clear that I absolutely undoubtedly disagree if science and maths were to be taught in malay. Why?? Now that is the million dollar question. To anyone who is reading this entry of mine, especially to the bloggers, feel free to give your comments about this HOT topic all right?? The answer is simple. If we are not going to train our fellow Malaysians to speak in english NOW, then when are we going to see Malaysia at par with well developed countries like Singapore, United States, Hong Kong and the list goes on…….I am sure all of you would want to see our beloved country at the same level with those countries right?? Today, wherever you go, the ability to speak in english is of utmost importance. It is a prerequisite to get whatever job that you are pursuing for. Some of you may not be aware of this, but this is what you call, THE NAKED TRUTH. hahaha.. Okay back to business. It may be hard for those staying in rural areas to learn to speak in english but that is what we call life. Nothing is easy at first. We have to take one step at a time. Sometimes we even have to crawl. Face all the pain and anguish. Before we finally get the sweet taste of victory. Believe me, nothing is impossible. If we were to keep trying, even the impossible would seem possible. I would like to share a story with all of you. There is this couple I know. Few years back, they lived a very hard life. The wife had nothing much to feed her family. She was only able to mix groceries well enough just to be able to scare hunger away from her man and her kids. There was even a time when they had no money to pay the bills and they had to live in darkness. Life was indeed hard and miserable for them. When I was a kid, I went out with their kids once and their parents could only afford to give coins to their childrn to spend. It was really sad. But today, due to their hardwork and dilligence, they are living a pretty much comfortable life and they even own a Chrysler car now. Impressive right? I hope that true story is enough to wake all of us up and believe that the word ‘impossible’ does not exist in the dictionary of mankind…… Always believe in yourself. Always…
Well well well.. I guess most of you peeps out there are very much aware of the fact now that our Ministry Of Education is considering to change back the subjects science and maths to malay. What do all of you think?? Is it the right thing to do?? Different people might have different perceptions about this sensitive topic and I feel that there is no harm in just giving our own personal opinion on this. As for me, I think it is crystal clear that I absolutely undoubtedly disagree if science and maths were to be taught in malay. Why?? Now that is the million dollar question. To anyone who is reading this entry of mine, especially to the bloggers, feel free to give your comments about this HOT topic all right?? The answer is simple. If we are not going to train our fellow Malaysians to speak in english NOW, then when are we going to see Malaysia at par with well developed countries like Singapore, United States, Hong Kong and the list goes on…….I am sure all of you would want to see our beloved country at the same level with those countries right?? Today, wherever you go, the ability to speak in english is of utmost importance. It is a prerequisite to get whatever job that you are pursuing for. Some of you may not be aware of this, but this is what you call, THE NAKED TRUTH. hahaha.. Okay back to business. It may be hard for those staying in rural areas to learn to speak in english but that is what we call life. Nothing is easy at first. We have to take one step at a time. Sometimes we even have to crawl. Face all the pain and anguish. Before we finally get the sweet taste of victory. Believe me, nothing is impossible. If we were to keep trying, even the impossible would seem possible. I would like to share a story with all of you. There is this couple I know. Few years back, they lived a very hard life. The wife had nothing much to feed her family. She was only able to mix groceries well enough just to be able to scare hunger away from her man and her kids. There was even a time when they had no money to pay the bills and they had to live in darkness. Life was indeed hard and miserable for them. When I was a kid, I went out with their kids once and their parents could only afford to give coins to their childrn to spend. It was really sad. But today, due to their hardwork and dilligence, they are living a pretty much comfortable life and they even own a Chrysler car now. Impressive right? I hope that true story is enough to wake all of us up and believe that the word ‘impossible’ does not exist in the dictionary of mankind…… Always believe in yourself. Always…
Sunday, September 14, 2008
My love for fencing...
Since I was a kid, I had always been fascinated by fencing. The way fencers play with their swords really quelled the storm in me. I had a secret during my childhood time. I promised myself that one day, I will own my own sword and fence, just like the fencers I watched on television.
And guess what?? My dream came true!! Fencing was one of the sports in my secondary school so of course I went for it!! I would have gone mad if I didn’t take it up. Seriously even though I had to train really hard, I had a lot of fun going for training for 5x a week. At least it prevented me from gaining too much weight because I love eating. Don’t blame me, blame my mum, she is simply the best cook in the world. What else are you supposed to do if you stay under the same roof with a chef?? Get my point there? Well peeps, back to fencing, there are 3 main swords that we use in fencing, which are Epee, Sabre and Foil. I am an epee player. Girls will usually play epee and foil but for the ones who love a bit of challenge in their life to spice things up, they will play sabre. Well simply because if you are a sabre player, your moves must be swift and quick and the moves when you play sabre is a bit rough for girls as compared to epee and foil. When you fence, there is this white uniform that you have to wear which covers the whole upper part of your body and your legs. There is also a special kind of shoes for fencers, that have a super strong rubber grip so that you won’t slip or get yourself injured while fencing. On top of that, this is the best part, hehehe... There is this super cool mask that you have to wear before you fence, and I feel like Zorro when I wear it!!
Why I recommend fencing for all of you out there?? Simply because, it is so much fun!! You can trust me on this. Because I am not a sports lover kind of person and only fencing is able to thrill me to the max. And it makes you feel liko zorro. Only you and your opponent, fighting one on one, with nobody else to assist you and nobody else to help your opponent. Imagine targeting on the specific spots before you attack. Just like an eagle eyeing on its prey before it swoops down and kill it. And when you succeed, the taste of victory is seriously......... sweet.
Since I was a kid, I had always been fascinated by fencing. The way fencers play with their swords really quelled the storm in me. I had a secret during my childhood time. I promised myself that one day, I will own my own sword and fence, just like the fencers I watched on television.
And guess what?? My dream came true!! Fencing was one of the sports in my secondary school so of course I went for it!! I would have gone mad if I didn’t take it up. Seriously even though I had to train really hard, I had a lot of fun going for training for 5x a week. At least it prevented me from gaining too much weight because I love eating. Don’t blame me, blame my mum, she is simply the best cook in the world. What else are you supposed to do if you stay under the same roof with a chef?? Get my point there? Well peeps, back to fencing, there are 3 main swords that we use in fencing, which are Epee, Sabre and Foil. I am an epee player. Girls will usually play epee and foil but for the ones who love a bit of challenge in their life to spice things up, they will play sabre. Well simply because if you are a sabre player, your moves must be swift and quick and the moves when you play sabre is a bit rough for girls as compared to epee and foil. When you fence, there is this white uniform that you have to wear which covers the whole upper part of your body and your legs. There is also a special kind of shoes for fencers, that have a super strong rubber grip so that you won’t slip or get yourself injured while fencing. On top of that, this is the best part, hehehe... There is this super cool mask that you have to wear before you fence, and I feel like Zorro when I wear it!!
Why I recommend fencing for all of you out there?? Simply because, it is so much fun!! You can trust me on this. Because I am not a sports lover kind of person and only fencing is able to thrill me to the max. And it makes you feel liko zorro. Only you and your opponent, fighting one on one, with nobody else to assist you and nobody else to help your opponent. Imagine targeting on the specific spots before you attack. Just like an eagle eyeing on its prey before it swoops down and kill it. And when you succeed, the taste of victory is seriously......... sweet.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
...Fashion Frenzy...
…FASHION FRENZY…
Fashion… It is a word that everyone living on Earth knows. Even small kids will nod their heads when they hear that delicious word. It is a norm in today’s modern world to see kids on the streets sporting designer labels such as Gucci, Prada, Bonia, Levi’s, DKNY, Guess, Louis Vuitton, Gap, Roxy, Versace, Esprit and of course the list goes on and on and on…………………. It is never ending. Full stop. But the true question is, what do you actually know about fashion?
Well, everyone has their own perception about fashion. For me, personally, I feel that we don’t actually have to sport designer labels to be fashionable. Sometimes, by just being yourself, you are already fashionable in your own unique way. Uniqueness is a gift from God, so be proud to have it. Fashion victims such as the rich and famous Paris Hilton who thinks of fashion as the elixir of life, spend a fortune just far the sake of being fashionable. Her hairstyle, her clothes, her shoes and her bags are a ‘must have’ for teenagers who really adore her. Fashion victims will in turn follow exactly what their fashion idol wear and then right after that we will hear parents, who love to make mountains out of molehills, *hehehe…* nagging about something which they consider as a worldwide astronomical catastrophe, which is the rising prices of petrol and other problems related to the magic word which keeps mankind alive and hungry for more entertainment, MONEY.
This is the problem. ‘Shopaholics’ don’t usually care about the financial status of their family when it comes to quenching their shopping thirst . I don’t think it is wise if your family is facing a major financial problem but you still insist on getting that new outrageously gorgeous top that you have just seen from Guess. Or even that new pashmina shawl which feels as soft as the blue clouds on your hands which you have just touched from Gap. But that is the reality which is happening now. Fashion victims will do all they can, either by hook or by crook, in order to be able to dress up like their fashion idols. Just in order to be so called fashionable in their own way, they will eventually hurt their wallets and they might be even leading themselves to bankruptcy. Now, the million dollar question is, is that wise? I will now leave that question unanswered….
Fashion… It is a word that everyone living on Earth knows. Even small kids will nod their heads when they hear that delicious word. It is a norm in today’s modern world to see kids on the streets sporting designer labels such as Gucci, Prada, Bonia, Levi’s, DKNY, Guess, Louis Vuitton, Gap, Roxy, Versace, Esprit and of course the list goes on and on and on…………………. It is never ending. Full stop. But the true question is, what do you actually know about fashion?
Well, everyone has their own perception about fashion. For me, personally, I feel that we don’t actually have to sport designer labels to be fashionable. Sometimes, by just being yourself, you are already fashionable in your own unique way. Uniqueness is a gift from God, so be proud to have it. Fashion victims such as the rich and famous Paris Hilton who thinks of fashion as the elixir of life, spend a fortune just far the sake of being fashionable. Her hairstyle, her clothes, her shoes and her bags are a ‘must have’ for teenagers who really adore her. Fashion victims will in turn follow exactly what their fashion idol wear and then right after that we will hear parents, who love to make mountains out of molehills, *hehehe…* nagging about something which they consider as a worldwide astronomical catastrophe, which is the rising prices of petrol and other problems related to the magic word which keeps mankind alive and hungry for more entertainment, MONEY.
This is the problem. ‘Shopaholics’ don’t usually care about the financial status of their family when it comes to quenching their shopping thirst . I don’t think it is wise if your family is facing a major financial problem but you still insist on getting that new outrageously gorgeous top that you have just seen from Guess. Or even that new pashmina shawl which feels as soft as the blue clouds on your hands which you have just touched from Gap. But that is the reality which is happening now. Fashion victims will do all they can, either by hook or by crook, in order to be able to dress up like their fashion idols. Just in order to be so called fashionable in their own way, they will eventually hurt their wallets and they might be even leading themselves to bankruptcy. Now, the million dollar question is, is that wise? I will now leave that question unanswered….
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Experiences Are Spices Of Life…
When I first stepped into this college, my small heart was filled with mixed emotions. I still remember how I gripped my mum’s hands when my car passed through the guard post. I know this might sound silly but that was what I actually did…!! Yea… I was really scared and for a split second, I did think of running all the way back home, on my feet!! But of course that was impossible unless I have some sort of magic power or something like doraemon with me. I was unsure whether this was the right choice, whether this was what I really wanted and whether this was really what God have set for me ever since the first day I laid my eyes on this magnificent world. But now, I can gladly say that I am indeed very happy to be here….!!
Well well well… Lets start it off with all the bitter sweet moments that I have been through here. I have never stayed in a hostel before and this is my first time being away from my beloved parents. Even though I stay in melaka itself , *LOLZ!!!!* I still consider myself really1000x far from my parents. It was really hard for me at first, everything was new and I had to do everything on my own. The painful fact of not having my parents to cry to here and the fact that my mum is no longer by my side to hug and console me when I need her really took the smile away from my face during my first few weeks here. I found it absolutely hard at first to cope with all the stress here. The packed timetable, the never ending tutorials and quizzes and the long classes was stressful and tough for me. Guess what is the worst part????? THE FOOD AT THE CAFETERIA, DUHHH……. Hehehe.. I am sure a lot of students here will agree with me. Sometimes the price of the food is not reasonable and sometimes it does not taste nice. But despite all that, we must be thankful that at least we do have something to eat and our life here is much better as compared to those poor kids in the ‘third world countries’. Other than that, the style of teaching is here is different from secondary school. Everything is really fast and express, even faster than POSLAJU…!! But I thank God because even though the teachers here teache fast, they try their best and made sure that we do understand exactly what they are teaching. As for me, I am very happy with all the lecturers who teach my class.
Despite all the hardships that I have went through here, I am happy to be here. It is because I know that from this very place, I will start off with the journey of my life, on the right track. I know that all the tears that I have cried and all the sweat that I have shed will eventually pay off, Insya Allah… Whenever I feel like breaking down when it is all too much for me to take, I will remind myself of what my parents have constantly told me, which is, take things positively and look at life at the better side and you will find that nothing is actually hard in this world and everything is possible, if only you believe in yourself and let yourself reach for the STARS….
And that is what I always do now, which is always thinking positive and putting full trust in myself that I can go through everything that life has for me here. I can do it. YES I CAN!!!!!
Well well well… Lets start it off with all the bitter sweet moments that I have been through here. I have never stayed in a hostel before and this is my first time being away from my beloved parents. Even though I stay in melaka itself , *LOLZ!!!!* I still consider myself really1000x far from my parents. It was really hard for me at first, everything was new and I had to do everything on my own. The painful fact of not having my parents to cry to here and the fact that my mum is no longer by my side to hug and console me when I need her really took the smile away from my face during my first few weeks here. I found it absolutely hard at first to cope with all the stress here. The packed timetable, the never ending tutorials and quizzes and the long classes was stressful and tough for me. Guess what is the worst part????? THE FOOD AT THE CAFETERIA, DUHHH……. Hehehe.. I am sure a lot of students here will agree with me. Sometimes the price of the food is not reasonable and sometimes it does not taste nice. But despite all that, we must be thankful that at least we do have something to eat and our life here is much better as compared to those poor kids in the ‘third world countries’. Other than that, the style of teaching is here is different from secondary school. Everything is really fast and express, even faster than POSLAJU…!! But I thank God because even though the teachers here teache fast, they try their best and made sure that we do understand exactly what they are teaching. As for me, I am very happy with all the lecturers who teach my class.
Despite all the hardships that I have went through here, I am happy to be here. It is because I know that from this very place, I will start off with the journey of my life, on the right track. I know that all the tears that I have cried and all the sweat that I have shed will eventually pay off, Insya Allah… Whenever I feel like breaking down when it is all too much for me to take, I will remind myself of what my parents have constantly told me, which is, take things positively and look at life at the better side and you will find that nothing is actually hard in this world and everything is possible, if only you believe in yourself and let yourself reach for the STARS….
And that is what I always do now, which is always thinking positive and putting full trust in myself that I can go through everything that life has for me here. I can do it. YES I CAN!!!!!
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