Allah huAkbar, Allah huAkbar Allah huAkbar
How time flies and how people change with it.
Ok. Let’s cut this down. Perhaps I should first summarize
Few events that took place couple of weeks ago ----->
One night proposal
----> hehh, my abah said it’s all about time management.
Ya, I can only agree with that.
Minding others’ businesses and forgetting mine :)
I was supposed to submit my masters’ proposal
And I was so ‘berbaik sangka’ that there’s no deadline for
Research-based programme (which I’m about to apply).
Lucky me that Lya texted me and reminded me of that.
‘Mangsa keadaan’ ? heee my abah of course.
He was so all over the place hunting for the BSN pin number
Because I’d less than 24 hour for completing the form and
One night to finish with my proposal and submit it to the
With God’s will, I managed to get them done :)
(I’ll explain more on this iA)
(Remember, this is supposed to be a summary, not a long story)
When I was there, in Shah Alam to submit the document by hand,
I was surprised by Dr.O. (the respected programme coordinator)
“You don’t actually need to do this. We’ve sent you the offer letter”
-------------------------> Heaven! <----------------------
Lesson 1: plan your work and work your plan
Lesson 2: work smart. Double check the details of your businesses or
Else, your ignorance would cost you more.
Lesson 3: grow up. Stop bullying your abah.
Credit 1: wowwa and along for the genre analysis guide
Credit 2: Lya for counting me in
Picture tells thousands of words.
Barakallah hu-lakuma :)
From Shah Alam, I went to Bangsar- to find some goods and
Of course, to meet Kak Anis.
It was a long journey.
Ipoh -> Shah Alam -> Bangsar -> Subang -> Ijok -> Kuantan
From Kuantan I ought to take a bus at 6 pm to Ipoh
And at 5.55, Lya and I was still at the main exit (and entrance) of ECM
--------------------------> NGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA <----------------------
I was deadly nervous.
I hate being left behind. Told ya.
After all, I’ve promised my mother to help her for a small
Kenduri doa selamat back home on the next day
And I didn’t want to break that.
Thank God, the very bus that I would ride on wasn’t there yet.
(hey, this time, it’s true. It hasn’t departure yet)
The best part? The trip was delayed for about 2 hours
(after a 300m marathon from Lya’s car to the terminal. Great.)
(and I’m all alone for the 7 hours journey plus
2 hours of waiting in a lonely terminal)
---------------------------------------> Heaven! <----------------------------------------------
Lesson 1: time management. Expect for the worst to come.
Lesson 2: ‘bertenang terlebih’ could safe your soul.
Credit 1: Along and her new hubby for the tix hehee :)
Credit 2: Lya for jalan2 cari makan (or shall I say fasal? Hehee). It’s cool though :)
Credit 3: Kak Anis and family for the stay and ride :)
I was so depressed, linking my neurons and
reactivate all of the synapses to generate
More ideas for merapik-ing in my proposal before I received
A phone call which changed my life (current) and
Brought me here,
at the very place where I found my heart true love
Ok. Seriously, I love this place
(I shall share the reasons being iA. Soon.)
Puan Ros: Muna Liyana (Bukan nama sebenar) ea?
Me: Ermn.. ya.
Puan Ros: Puan Ros ni, SRAH, SRAH (before I could even ask)
Me: Ohhh… ya. Ada apa ya?
Puan Ros: Tak buat apa kan? Boleh datang SRAH tak?
Puan Ros: jadi cikgu ganti.
Me: Cikgu ganti…? (beneran? (Bahasa Indonesia- yg benar ni?))
Puan Ros: Alah, boleh la.
Me: Erks… ermn. Ok kot. Bila ni?
Puan Ros: Esok.
Puan Ros: (silent. Expected respond may be)
Me: ermn, esok kena pergi Shah Alam, ke faculty.
------> Muallimah Krisisiah backing Puan Ros’ points from back ---->
Puan Ros @ mh. Krisisah: Bila free ni?
Me: ermn, Selasa depan, boleh?
Puan Ros: oh, okey. Ingat. Datang sekolah daftar pukul 7.30!
Me: heee okey inshaAllah. (7.30? seriously?) nak ajar apa ea?
Puan Ros @ mh. Krisisiah: Syariah
Me: Syariah? (my degree’s on English for Professional Communication)
Puan Ros: Alah, boleh la.
Me; Ermn, okey inshaAllah.
The GREAT NEWS is?
It’s not syariah. But English, Science and Math!
MATH guyssss….! ( I hate numbers)
What a sweet ‘law of Attraction’ thingy.
(This is interesting. I’d love to elaborate on that iA)
Lesson 1: hatred is love.
Lesson 2: tbc (to be confirmed)
Credit: any of muallimahs who saved my number and remember me
[ what a LOOOOOOOOOOOONNNGGGG summary ]
So, let’s experience life! Hahh-ha. Until today, at this very moment, I still can’t believe it – that I’m doing this ---------> ‘messing up’ with school children and teach math. OMG~
(when I myself still being childish. Heaven!)
While waiting for the right time for the right things to fall into their places, let’s just grab the chance to learn and explore life.
You’ll be amazed of the surprises and funny experiences that lie ahead. Take the challenge and surprise yourself.
Stepping out of your comfy zone might not be that interesting yet; good opportunity doesn’t always come twice.
We’re not in the very right position to determine what is good and bad for us because only Allah knows all (and that’s why He decides our destiny).
It’s just a matter of perception, after all. Love what we have and be positive about life.
We’ve gotta take the good with the bad. Smile with the sad and remember what we had.
let’s experience life! and take the trouble to learn and discover what Allah wanna teach us :)
Everybody looks, but only few can see.
Everybody listens, but only few can hear.
Everybody seek, but only few can find…
Let’s think and reflect.