As much as my friends can't wait to start their semester this upcoming september , I'm also can't wait to have them back here in this old-sorts-of-empty-house.
Syakir sent each one of us a raya card which is quite a suprised and it made my day after one exhausted working day.
I love working in my company and so far everything seems to turn out well, just the travelling part from Shah Alam to KLCC & KLCC to Shah Alam is a never ending battle for the past 2 months plus this month plus the next 4 months plus maybe if my manager would agree to extend my so called low cost services ( for me the amount is wow enough, though the $$$ is never enough to fulfill all your shopping desires) another 1 or 2 months kot, senang cerita selagi class tak start.
My senior or so called my not-so-official supervisor is cool, though I rarely open my mouth to speak but that just a matter of time. I just need more time. He's quite inspiring and he inspired me to be a better person which I'm currently trying to be. Don't you ever tell him I wrote this he just gonna be more riak nanti.
My manager & official supervisor plus the other staffs are all very nice person. I'm very lucky to have them.
My current goal is to do my best for my internship, my next goal is to complete my degree with a better CGPA & my next next goal is to further my studies in MBA at LSBF, ( the course still in considerations, but I know very well that I always interested in management rather than accounting). Money is always the problem, but will try to find some. Insyaallah.
I can't wait to go back & bukak puasa with my mom & shopping raya stuff with her, and taste her raya cookies. Never forgot abah, but he's just not into shopping, he'd prefer to drive us only and since now I can drive well he's definitely just stay at home sleeping or cleaning our house and wait for us to see what are the things that me & my mom bought for him. Senang, apa dibeli dia redha. So never in my whole life my mom & my dad had a discussions on the theme colour for our baju raya.
Thats all the updates now. Tunggu la sebulan dua lagi kot baru nak update. Thank you & Happy Fasting Month.
Not to forget, my #nowplaying:
Have a great weekend.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
The Road Between The Road Not Taken & Has Been Taken
Hi.
Along long time ago there was a kid who always wanted that he can grow so fast so that he can do what adults can do. He thinks being an adult is cool. He can't even wait to grow his moustache because he thinks that is one of the features to be more mature. He thinks having & driving a car with his girlfriend in the ride could be the coolest scene ever.
But now, he hates it. He hates it when after he reached his puberty the problems keep on coming one after another. It started with all sorts of personality issues and if yesterday he was a brave boy moving fast without any hesitations, now he tends to be afraid to make a move. He have to think a lot, of every consequences that he might have to get through for every decision he's gonna make, for every words that will coming out of his mouth and for every actions he undertakes in his daily life. He became so shy that he could not even speak a word out of his tiny mouth when he's among the people which he just met. He just monologue everything in his limited space of mind and not so big enough heart where if only one day he need to be operated, the doctor would see the scars and wounds that hurt him so much till' he don't believe in hope.
Although everytime when he needs to pull a strength he'd always hope for a miracle to be happen but at the same time he knows there will be nothing, nothing can't stop things from happening and he wondered why all sorts of good things is never longer than bad things. Plus minus the recovery process, where the parts he keep on motivating himself will all crappy monologue trying to not let him from falling apart.
At the end of the day all that he wants is just to play safe, he took a road where his heart will always on the safe side, the road where he can just go straight while looking through the glass walls right and left, and all that he could see are the things which he will never get the chance to feel nor taste it, and he could see all the choices and options he'd never dare to choose, while at the same time he dream of things that he always wanted to happen, a miracle, just like the people in the glass walls, for someday might be for him.
He realized he's hoping, again.
Along long time ago there was a kid who always wanted that he can grow so fast so that he can do what adults can do. He thinks being an adult is cool. He can't even wait to grow his moustache because he thinks that is one of the features to be more mature. He thinks having & driving a car with his girlfriend in the ride could be the coolest scene ever.
But now, he hates it. He hates it when after he reached his puberty the problems keep on coming one after another. It started with all sorts of personality issues and if yesterday he was a brave boy moving fast without any hesitations, now he tends to be afraid to make a move. He have to think a lot, of every consequences that he might have to get through for every decision he's gonna make, for every words that will coming out of his mouth and for every actions he undertakes in his daily life. He became so shy that he could not even speak a word out of his tiny mouth when he's among the people which he just met. He just monologue everything in his limited space of mind and not so big enough heart where if only one day he need to be operated, the doctor would see the scars and wounds that hurt him so much till' he don't believe in hope.
Although everytime when he needs to pull a strength he'd always hope for a miracle to be happen but at the same time he knows there will be nothing, nothing can't stop things from happening and he wondered why all sorts of good things is never longer than bad things. Plus minus the recovery process, where the parts he keep on motivating himself will all crappy monologue trying to not let him from falling apart.
At the end of the day all that he wants is just to play safe, he took a road where his heart will always on the safe side, the road where he can just go straight while looking through the glass walls right and left, and all that he could see are the things which he will never get the chance to feel nor taste it, and he could see all the choices and options he'd never dare to choose, while at the same time he dream of things that he always wanted to happen, a miracle, just like the people in the glass walls, for someday might be for him.
He realized he's hoping, again.
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