Towards the End

Dear blog, 

The UPSR exam was over and finally I got the time to relax and have the time for myself. What a relief. Only that, I am busy with courses, LINUS, and preparing the exam papers for the upcoming final exam.
Meanwhile, I have just finished my EPSA the online courses yesterday. I'm done with all the 12 courses and got the certs already. These online courses are replacing the PTM and induction course which the KPM said that we the new gov servants don't have to attend anymore. 

Tution? well, I'm sick and tired with tuition! I've been teaching extra classes for two years and thinking of to quit doing it. I'm honestly tired! I m very grateful since I got to stop from teaching under IBS tuition centre and I had to go to the client's house to teach their children. I don't mind to teach and share my knowledge with them but unfortunately the parents were too proud to say thank you and had no manners! I don't mind though. The parents can sometimes be so forceful and thought that I was their servants. Now that I'm free from them and don't want to do home tutor anymore!
Some students came to my house for tuition and sometimes I don't feel like doing it. So I have decided to stop. Next year gonna be tough for me and so be it! I will try to focus more on the school and my job. Extra jobs are just killing me softly. I need the time to rest and be happy with my life. 

talk again sooner.

My Convocation Day

Dear blog,

I believe that convocation day means a lot to many people. It is one of the greatest moment in someone's life, right? so as it does to me. 

I was overjoyed with everything that comes to me during 2016. I cant thank you enough to Allah for everything I have now and then. Alhamdulillah. I have successfully completed my degree programme in 2015, and still I cant forget how wonderful the feeling was, when I finally got through the ups and downs before I got my degree in my hands.

I also believe that every cloud has a silver lining. I am grateful with my life. It wasn't easy since I had to go through a lot with life and I pity my mother had to work day and night to earn a living. I don't know how many times I had been crying and those experiences made me more stonger and determined towards my life now. For what ever reasons, I'd never leave my family. To me, this convocation day was not for me, but I was there for my family, who have been there all the time to support and back me up for all these years of life.

The convo was held at the Malaysia Agro Exposition Park Serdang since IPGM don't have their own big hall, so there was it, our convo. Well at least we've got a place to be celebrated at right?? 

Two days earlier, I had to attend the rehearsal before the big day come. So I went there alone. stayed a couple of nights at my friend's. Something was going on at home and it saddened me that my father couldn't be there on my big day. It was sad really. On Tuesday morning I went there with my friend and I had to wait my sister and mother to come in the afternoon. I was really worried about them. By noon, the place was full of people. I can't describe how I felt that time looking at mak and sister came to see me on that day. How can I repay them...they were all the time for me, came all the way for me... and my heart felt so sad coz people always do their best for me... and what can I do for them in return? I pray to God that please grant me with good health so that I can work hard to make a living for them from now on. Let me ease their burden and let me take care of them. I am very lucky to have such wonderful family. May Allah reward them with jannah. Ameen..

There, I got to meet up with my colleagues and other friends from other IPGs too. Actually, we didnt get the chance to spend that much time together as everyone was busy with their families and other stuffs... running here and there... the time was limited for us to meet up. But thats okay, I also were rushing for photograph-takings with my family and waiting to get inside the hall. My mum and sister were not in the hall, they were just waited patiently and watched me through the screen at the lobby. I didnt want to trouble them as the event was too long. We went inside the hall around 2.30pm and finished at 5.45pm. Just imagine they have to arrange everything for 6 days in rows. 

When we had settled everything, we were rushing to go back home. I was really exhausted and pity my sister n her kids had to wait that long till the end. We went straight home after that. Along the way back home was the time I felt this weird feeling. The feeling was different than I thought it should be. No words could describe it. The feeling that was infused with many other kinds of feelings. Maybe because of I was really tired that time. We reached home around 8.30pm and had to prepare for school the next day. I was really lucky to get the posting before the convocation day. Alhamdulillah... 

Everything that happened to me happened with God's will. Once we believe and always being grateful and have patience in ourselves, things will come easy to us.

Reading is My Pleasure

Dear blog, 

Have you ever heard that reading makes a man? I'm sure that everyone of us has been told to read since we were young. The wisdom of it pounded into us by parents and teachers from young to adulthood. I started to make reading as my hobby since I was in secondary school. I am happy as I was surrounded by people who love  to read and reading has becoming the intergral part of our society then and now. Since then, I started to trot to the library and the bookshops. I pick out the books I think I should read. 

During the college years, my passion in reading has becoming greater. I develop some other skills especially on how to 'butch' a story and make a book review more in depth. I took children literature and English Literature as my subjects during the TEsl degree programme. Though I found it difficult at first, finally I got the hang of it.

I would go to the bookstores twice a month to browse though the book shelves to find new interesting titles that might be worth for my reading.
Sometimes I always have this question in mind, 'how do we know we have picked a good book for a good read?' To me, one way of making sure of a good read is to surf the web. I'd surf the web for reviews and critiques of the books I wanted to read. This will help me to decide the value of  the books. Some reviews might be biased but at least it will give you an idea of what the book is about.






Talk again soon.
Happy reading!

Zapin Dance Workshop

Dear blog,

It has been so long since I left this blog. I was too busy with my current life as a newly grad teacher. Alhamdulillah for His blessings and the gratitude He gives me. 

There are so many things I would like to share here but I still dont have the time to write.

Well, that's okay...

Today I want to start off by writing about my current dance lesson which I recently signed in.

I was too overwhelmed by the ads my friend shared with me last month. It was the free traditional Malaysian dance workshop 2017,conducted by the intern students of UPSI in collaboration with Damansara Performing Arts Centre (DPAC). It aims to create greater awareness of performing arts through the Community Outreach Programme so as to preserve and promote Malaysian Traditional Dance forms to next generation.

For years I had been looking forward to taking part in an official dancing lesson. I had signed up for the workshop a month ago with my friend Donald. About 12 people had already signed up by then. The workshop was held at the Damansara Performing Arts Centre (DPAC). The workshop is conducted every Saturdays, 10am to 12pm. 

My first lesson went well and I learned few basic steps such as, taksim, less, kopak and few more. The next week was a little bit hard for me since the variations of the dance were confusing me. It was hard at first, but with the help of the choreographers, I could catch up with the steps and finally I got the hang of it just fine.

We had so much fun together. The dance workshops were exhausting though it was combined with a good feeling of self-satisfaction and companionship. It was truly something memorable to me this year indeed.

See you in the next entry. Bye