20th November 2010

20th November 2010, it was the day where all my hard work for three years paid off. Recalling the three years of life where everyone was trying to survive themselves, regardless genders and religious, helping hand can be seen everywhere, anytime. I instantly felt the sourness on my nose. That day was my

Degree Convocation!!!

Around 12.30pm, my parents sent Amy (my buddy throughout my Uni life) and I to UNiSEL which was already crowded with people. Both of us then registered ourselves at the graduate counter. That was the place where all the graduates gathered before entering the hall.

Walking heavily with palpitating heart, there was nothing much appeared on my mind but not to embarrass myself in public. That was my only wish. When my name was called, I was not aware how did I head to the Pro-Chancellor, I could not remember how did I bow and I could hardly remember anything until I walked myself back to my seat. Till then, I was awaken and thank God for the smooth ceremony. Joyous smile appeared~ ^^

Exiting the hall...

Class photo...

Amy and I

The biggest joy was the photography session when everyone share my joyful moment. Again, a very big appreciation to my parents for their support, thank to all of my lecturers for the valuable knowledge given, thank you all of my classmates for being with me for the past three years, thank you Miss Amy for the moments of being together and last but never the least, my beloved Dear for his undrained support and love all the while. Thank you my dear for being there with me regardless when I was in all sorts of mood. I love you!

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MY DEAR AND I

I'm back!

Wow, it has been real long ever since my last post! I miss my blog really as it is my only way to express my feelings and thought when the world shuts its ears and eyes on me. Some how, the burdens and sorrows will never fail to lead me into this small yet unique chamber in order for me to vomit out my dissatisfaction.

I do not know what stimulated me in writing this post today but some how I have started it so might as well to record whatever feelings that hidden beneath me now. How am I supposed to describe my feelings today? My heart is as heavy as stones! Why?? Unsure... Most probably it is due to things happening these few days... Many things have been happening in my life and I self noticed that I am not a good person: I'm not a good Christian, I'm not a good daughter for my parents, I am not a good sister for my both brothers, I am not a good cousin, I am not a good friend, I am not a good girl friend, I am not a good lover, I am not a good whatever you can list... What made me this me? Yea, my past. I take myself as a community invaluable rubbish. Year after year, time past and yet i'm still valueless...

In a blink of eyes, I've finished with my practical in SMK Ideal Heights for almost two months. In such, it too means that I've done with everything in UNISEL. Thank's to UNISEL in giving me such an opportunity in training me as an educator. Many complains made wherever one study of course, even one is put into the world best university but one thing will never die: complaint. Of course, within the three years of study in UNISEL, I made more than 'some' complains too! But today, I think back what a friend of mine said: "UNISEL takes in all the rubbish!" I was saddened when I first heard that. Yes, UNISEL took in rubbish! I do have to agree that! BUT UNISEL made these pieces of rubbish into - NOT GOLD YET OF COURSE but something valuable and contributing! It safes those barely surviving which rejected by local universities and provide them a chance in contributing to the country. And, I am one of them! Thank's to UNISEL for unconditioned nurturing! Even though it gave me another heart attack before I graduate! But it is challenging!!!

Currently, teaching isn't obstruct me that much~ A non stop teaching made me go stronger and my experience go wider. I never regret to sacrifice my holiday in teaching. What I am sad of is I failed to provide someone special in my heart the life he wanted. Sorry for the failure in a