Time.

As week just passed,
it seems so long,
not the distance nor the pass,
but the duration along.

The weekends was fun,
it was fulfilling and benign,
the days of three seems short,
but the seconds of the day spent,
is priceless, timeless and free.

It was raining,
taken as a blessing,
you shine through the weather,
and was warm and welcoming.

So, learn to know not, the 'what',
but learn to know, the 'how'.

Because,
as time flows without a pause,
the 'what' is present is fixed at cost,
but the 'how' is yet to be defined by cause.

APU@TPM : Orientation

Day 2 :

~~ The day after Day 1. Wednesday.

As if the pressure of yesterday was not enough, Day 2 orientation starts bloody early. Well, it starts early minus any bloodshed. Apart from that guy that had a paper-cut from his Student Welcome Pack.

The day starts like it continued from where it left off on Day 1. So I sank back in into my seat and watch as time flies... very...very...VERY.....slowly. Ugh! But soon as the first half of the day had passed I manage to get to know a guy from my state of birth. From SABAH!! bah~ Kihhee... this guy keeps to himself at first but then, as it turns out, he has a million stories to share. Which makes me all curious to hear as it involves SABAH!!!  XD

 " Boleh bah kalau kau !!! "

Love that phrase from back home, as in back in Sabah. By the start of the second half of the day the thick atmosphere seems to be more " normal ". I think its because I managed to get to know someone and my nerves of nervousness and excitement is back in my control. "Stay calm~~ stay calm MEA~~ 3 more years to go.". Yeah~ not really a great encouragement there.

This guy is friendly that it makes talking to him easy. When we reach the 'ice-breaking' part, thank you Allah for the 'ice-breaking' session, I was fortunate enough to be in the same group as him. As if that wasn't a blessing enough, I also had the pleasure of getting to know many a amazing people in this group. It turns out we just needed a little push to break our cocoon, to get out of our comfort zone, to get to know each other. Yeah, Sarvin and Fara~~ Dip 'n Dip!!! Let's hit that joint!!

 mmmm....mmm...mmm...Lush~~~~

As the 'ice-breaking' session reaches its end, we all did what every Malaysian did during their early stages of education when they first started school. We each stood up and went...
Each of us: "Hii~~ guys!!"
Guys n' Gals: 'Hii~~'
Us: "My name is - - - -. And I'm from  - - -.  - - years old. Planning to do the - - - course." *sits back down*
Well~~ We each did THAT apart from this guys that invites all of us to his home town. Which is a lovely gesture, and it'd be a pleasure to do so, but duuude~~. There approx. 200 other intakes wanting to introduce themselves after your massive speech plus invitation. XD
Thank you though~

Duit yang jeles.

Ramai yang tak tahu...hubungan antara duit satu ringgit dgn duit yang besaq2, seperti 50 ringgit au 20 ringgit, niee~
Mereka selalu jeles.
Kenapa~

Keluh RM1 kpd RM50:
"Aku jeles laa ngan hang. Tuan hang bawak hang pi merata. Dia bawak hang pi jalan, dia bawak hang pi ronda2, dia bawak hang pi shopping. Pi bowling pon dia bawak hang juga. Aku?? Tuan aku!?? hrmm... dpt kluaq pi kedai runcit pown dah kira bernasib baik...
Bkn stkt tu. Hang dpt duduk dlm wallet mahal2. Elok2 jer dier letak hang. Bila hang di kluarkan dari wallet itu, smooth-smooth lagi badan hang. Aku?? Tuan aku!?? hrmmm... dia selit2 jer aku tang mana dia senang... kalau dapat duduk dlm wallet pown... bila di keluar kan, badan aku x pernah smooth-smooth...mesti comot2, konyot2, kengkadang dah nak terkoyak dah...*geleng* *mengeluh* ".

Kata RM50 kpd RM1:
"Tapi~~ Aku pulak jeles ngan kau. Walau badan aku smooth-smooth... aku x pernah di bawa ke surau-surau atau ke masjid-masjid... kalau di bawa pown... aku x pernah di keluarkan...duduklah aku di dlm wallet itu.
Selalu kalau kau ada dlm wallet dgn aku... mesti engkau sahaja yang di keluarkan dn di masuk kan ke dlm tabung masjid-surau. Sebak dada ku kadang2 tu. Tp yang selalu... aku hanya bermasaman di dlm wallet yang mahal tu. Sbb bila tiba tuan aku pergi ke surau-masjid dia tinggal kan sahaja aku..di simpan sahaja wallet nya itu dlm laci... yer la kan... dia pergi pakai kain... wallet mahal mana pulak nak di muat kan.. engkau juga yang bernasib baik... dia selit kau kat celah lipatan... dia bawa kau... dia jaga kau sampai dia mendapat peluang untuk memasukkan kau ke dlm tabung masjid-surau~~ Aku memang!! jeles dgn kau!

Kihhee~~
XD
Nothing is ever sufficient and endlessly pleasing...
..as humans we longed for more; often for the something that we don't have.
Be thankful~~
Alhamdulillah... we each have a written path for us...
Let's just strive to walk down the path without getting lost.

Pencil & Pen

Pencils and Pens.
The change of usage from a pencil to a pen was a big deal back when I was in Standard 6, kinda like Year 6 if you're in the UK.
It was basically a sign and a symbol of progress amongst peers.
Those whom were allowed to use pens for homework and notes etcetera are, well, they are somewhat respected. Notice the fact that we would need PERMISSION from teachers of a particular subject to utilise pens in their subject. I didn't have that neat of a writing back then, and so were a few of my friends, so we weren't allowed to switch from pencil to pen. We thought we were destined to be doctors you know.
We already got the writing style that only we understood. kihheee~~
XD

Oh well, one time we decided to ignore permissions, and whatnot, and just jot down our notes in pens. A friend of mine had his whole notes multicoloured and I thought that was interesting. Still, only we could understand our writings.Not just that, since we were so accustomed to using pencils, when using pens, we couldn't rub out, or erase, the mistakes that we had written. So, this, plus our awesome hand writing, equals to one messy page. We could still understand it, barely, but still able nonetheless.

And so come the time where the teachers would collect in our books for checking. Just to ensure that we did the work required of us. [In Standard 6 we had an exam called UPSR which is somewhat IMPORTANT as it determines which high school we would attend in the future so these notes and homework are serious back then.] Then that day passes and the day we get our books back came. The teacher asks the class monitor to pass out the books he had marked. However, me and a few other friends didnt get our books back. Instead, the teacher held with him on his desk. After everyone had received their books he called our names out and
he displayed our books in front of us then he held it high and display it for the rest of the class to see.

So, the messy page was a wee bit embarrassing but oh well, care was not taken back then so long as I understood the how and what of the exam subject. Thus a messy note here and there was...meh. Then he scolded us for not asking permission and so on...and so on... and so on... It was like a lecture, and I zoned out. But one phrase still linger in my mind till now; "Tulisan tak lawa ada hati nak pakai pen."
Way to down your students teach. Congrats.~~~
[¬ _¬]

That was then and all has gone to pass. Thinking about it now only brings laughter~~~so all good.

Things taken from such experience;
~~~ Pens, as awesome as it is, doesn't permit the user to fix their mistakes. Using correction fluid is all well and good but still doesn't leave the paper neat and clean.
~~~ Pencils, on the other hand, has that eraser at the end. So you can write all you want with confidence as you are ensured that mistakes can be mended. Plus, the paper is left neat and tidy. ***OCD much~~
~~~ Owh and teach... I had no comment on your method of teaching. Perhaps its your way of showing care or was it just a sneer in anger and spite. But, all I can say is, thank you. Alhamdulillah, my writing has improved. Though I may no longer be a doctor [since I've lost the writing~~ =P ] but I now have a writing that can be understood. You lose and gain right?  =D


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#  : You're reminiscing aren't you??
me : Yups. Kinda. A bit.
#  : And procrastinating~
me: yeaaah.... D=

I am only human.

I am only human.
I stumble, I mumble and I make mistakes.
I have imaginations, I have ambitions.
I dream, and I too, get nightmares.

I am only human,
making choices day by day.
Deciding, concluding,
whether it's right or wrong,
Not knowing the future,
fearing the unknown.

Presented with curiosity.
An unavoidable need to know.
Along with it, comes the excitement,
and the satisfaction that discoveries presents.
But unbeknownst to me, curiosity is like
the thorns of the roses.
Each step you take, will always have
the potential for you to be pricked.

Right or wrong.
To live or to die.
Where my choices would take me,
we shall see.
Because, if it has been written to be,
than it shall be.
But for now, be kind to me.
For I am only human.


~~~ A v1tusphoenix original ~~~~

Fear.

"  We do not fear what is coming.
   We do not fear the future.
   We fear the uncertainty in the unknown which lies ahead.
   May we have faith in the plans that has been written for each of our chosen paths.
   Be it good or bad, let us be strong enough to face it head-on and headstrong.
Aaamiin..
 

   Inn syaa Allah.

   ~    ~    ~

Safe.

Alhamdulillah...~~

Today we attended the "Jom Masuk University 2013" [ Attend Universities for Further Studies 2013 ] carnival at MiTC, the Malacca International Trade Centre. All was good and fun and well and full of useful info and such. Spent 2 or so hours in there; rowing around, chatting and digging-up all of the precious, priceless and necessary info for further studies.

Upon returning from said event, I first went Alor Gajah to drop off my friend, as he was kind enough to accompany me I thought I'd return the favour.
All the way I was maintaining the stated max. speed of 90km/h and all was well.
Then all of a sudden the car in front of me suddenly brake to a stop.
I guessed that that driver was also stunned by the car that was front of him/her and so does the car that was in front of said driver and so on.
But on my case, I did not notice the sudden "stop" because I hadn't came up on the bend. Soon as I clear the bend I saw the car break lights light up signalling that it is breaking to a stop.
With my current speed I could not brake safely in line of the car and I know that even if I had tried to, I would've kissed the back of that MyVi. So, I hit the brakes hard then I found that the lane to my left had an extra space of two cars or so. So, I tried to switch lanes in order to increase my stopping distance.
But, unbeknownst to me, the fact the I've hit the brakes as hard and as sudden, it caused my SAGA to skid.
Even as I have successfully switched lanes, I have not enough traction to stop even with sufficient stopping distance.
As a result, as if by instinct, I break hard-left and ripped my e-break. As my car felt like it was slowing down further, I feel the weight of my car heavily on my side. I thought my SAGA is gonna do a barrel role like the one in the FastN'Furious 4. The apparent sudden resistive force of the e-break and the change of direction had decreased my momentum enough that the initially calculated stopping distance was sufficient. The e-break did cause me my tyres. The smell of burnt rubber entered my SAGA. Probably cause of the small opening at my window.
When my car had safely stopped, I'd realised that I was no longer vertically facing front but am facing the side of the road. Then I tilt my head left to check on my friend and all was fine, alhamdulillah. After that, my eye caught a glimpsed of what is approaching us from the passenger window. It was a lorry. A big massive one, with one-EPIC-sized trailer that it was carrying. It felt like a fast approaching train was gonna hit us. The lorry driver had probably faced the mistakes that a reckless P-driver like me had probably made. The driver, who I noticed was a Malaysian-Indian, appears to calmly lowering his gears until his lorry slowed down to a perfect stop with just a couple of feet from my SAGA. And then, it was as if time had stopped for a second. My heart had stopped beating. My mind had stopped thinking. And all there were, was a sigh of utter relief from my friend and cars honking breaking the silence. That one moment, that one second, was the fastest and longest second in my life. It felt like all that had happened had happened in a blink of an eye. It also felt like everything that is possible to occur at that moment was occurring at the same time, it caught my eye and curiousity one after the other. I was correct in my assumption that I would've kissed the MyVi. I was correct in my calculation of the extra stopping distanced in the left lane. I was glad of the fact that my car had stopped. I was glad that there were no cars speeding. I was glad that the lorry was a "berkhemah" driver, or at least had hoped that he was. I noticed the worryful state of my friend. I noticed a handful of people out from the shops looking for the screeching sound my skidding car had made. Finally, I was glad of whatever had taken over me had done because we had stopped safely with minimal collateral damage.

As ' these ' were occurring, all that was racing through my mind was that " Have I served my parents enough to cause them to bury their son in an unfortunate state?? ", " Would I be forgiven?? ", " What effect have I caused to the other families if a pile up was to occur?? ".
But what was racing through my heart on that one moment, when a pile-up had not occurred because of me, was utter-relief, nervousness, fear, great-excitement, unshaking-decision making thought process, courage and thankfulness. Heck, everything in between utter-relief and thankfulness was probably the adrenaline. However, that moment would never ever leave my mind for the rest of my life. Such an EPIC memory.


***AlhamdulillahI guess all the is to it is to;
- Appreciate the loan of life given unto you.
- Live today as you'd die tomorrow cause you'd never know when you'd die.
- Care for the people around you, those that love you and those that care for you.
- Take each that occurs, one at a time, a little bit at one time.
- DO NOT SPEED!!!
- Ensure safe stopping distances. [ If there were no spaces on the left lane, I would have surely not be writing this today. ].
- Enjoy the moment that you have. You'll never know if it will be available again.