Thursday, November 2, 2017

I'm back! I'm back! I'm back!

Oh my, I am so in shock right now.

Last entry post was at 29th August 2016??!
August 2016?!!
1 year already exceeded by that date, and I did not even realise it!

This is so hilarious, that I am so MAD at myself right now.
Let's take a moment.
And laugh. LAUGH all you wanted.
like someone is even reading this dull, plain, gloomy blog anyway....


OK fine!
I have to admit one thing.
I do remember about this blog. My blog.
But, I totally making myself 'hiatus' without even mentioning anything here,
in this platform,
where you should inform anything that you wanted and needed to.

Annnd I am totally breaking that rules.
Great. Just great.

So, officially, I'm on 'SEMI-HIATUS',
if that is satisfying enough to be told here.
I will return back to this blog.
But, no promises of the time, the year, the century < ok this one totally just a bluff.

To anyone still reading and enjoying this blog,

So, until the day for me to come back again,
Adios people!

*p/s: oh how I miss this tiny-corner-at-the-end-of-the-entry huhuhuuuuu*
*I'm doing just well, if you're wondering now*
*And! very sorry about the TESL Journey that got hung awkwardly at my Second Year...yeah, I still have to do the Last Year. I'll do it....later...someday...*

Monday, August 29, 2016

[Cont. 2] Journey to Diploma; Second Year in KPTM KL

Hey, hey, hey! I'm back!
Yeayyyyyy okay sorry for taking such a long time m(_ _)m

So, I just go on with the continuation of this journey thingy~


Semester 3!
And I was a senior at the time as there were new-cute-little-juniors just came in as we entered the third semester.

  << smug face here~

Hahaha just kidding~
It doesn't feel like that at all.
Everyone just look the same...well, except for some nerd-ness here and there.
Normal thing.

Oh ya! I became the class representative on this semester.
The reason? I've no idea. Could it be because I can be 'relied' on? Mehhhh.....
I bet it just an escape for the others to be out of the 'copying papers for the whole class' job.
Some really did pay, some paid tooo late.
Still, I asked for money for the copying and that's all I care.
I'll be rude when you are rude to me. That's it.

This semester also, I met many amazing lecturers that should have been teaching us since the 2nd semester! Well, fate sometimes makes you be a patient person.
It worth everything.

Third semester was the start of my meeting with this particular person that makes me question a lot about trust, evaluation and judgement.
Everything actually goes on my way....or not.

Some REALLY did avoid that person, and some could even care less.
Well, for me, being a professional  means that you can ACT according to the correct TPO.
Time, Place and Occasion.
I think I did a good job on that.
All human beings have their own switch; ON and OFF. That is professionalism.

Some of my classmates ; they're suck in that. I agree 100%.

Don't be in that kind of group, please!
Don't judge people too much that you actually put yourself in their life.
Don't be too 'emotional' in expressing your hatred-ness, allergy-ness or whatsoever.
Don't make up STUPID stories so that you get people to follow you.

No one actually respect someone for stomping on another person's life.
Please, just DON'T !

Semester 3 taught me more on choosing which to filter, which to throw away, which to be accepted, and which to be trusted.
You'll realize that someone can actually bring so different kind of lives they had before.
And learn something from that.

Some bonus incident that happened in my 3rd semester!
I had to meet the Director of Education; asking for a signature to allow me to change the name of my subject that I accidentally clicked on different name (It was the same subject, just in different language).
Guess what? He was a nice person.
He 'accidentally' taught me one new thing.

The college system....not that trust-able. *snicker sound here*


So! Here's the fourth semester!!!
Yasss! Just another year! Lalalalala~

Oh my goodness.., it was first-grade of doom-ness.

We had two; TWO subjects that need to be evaluated based on the result of the happening day.
Business stall.

Oh myyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!

For the drama, we had, like about 3 or 4 classes to learn a bit about drama stuff, and did some mini-drama, then we're off to evening/night drama project.
The drama was decided on 11th of April, from 6pm.
We really work our butts off for 2 months plus!

The props we did on evening/night was so hard, with some troubles and all,
for me, it was on transportation.
I was going back-forth from my house to college using the public transport...
so on some days, I had to ask for permission from the Head Props to go home early.
Of course, I never skipped from the works, even a day.
It just I worked whether from evening to night (as I don't want to waste my time to go back home first and then had to come back blueghhh nooo!), or I just stayed until evening time.
Usually, it was because I had no transport for the night that I stayed the evening but not the night time.
Fortunately, I knew the Head Props since 2nd semester, and I was not being rude as to skip or late for the meeting whatsoever, I usually got smooth green light for my cannot-be-help-absent.

Sadly, some actually dared to do some action that so not  acceptable in students' life, but they still did it.
And it was horrible to see the frustrated faces of the higher board members (as the Director, Assistant Director, Head Props, Head Make-up/Costumes, etc) when some did such things to the Drama Production Group.

With all the waves, tidal, storm, tears, sweat, and blood,
we managed to perform our best for our drama.

It was amazing!
It was satisfying!
It was superb!
It was relieving!

We did all the best, and we were proud of all of it.

Few audiences said that our story had no humor in it.
Well, that's not our fault. We never said it was a humor one.

Few audiences said our story was so boring.
Well, they cannot handle our 'powerful English' terms maybe.

Few audiences said our story was complicated for our age, but we performed it very well.
Well, some audiences, like our lecturers were very intelligent and smart that we just laughed shyly with some grateful tears-accepting the wise comment.

For the business stall; or should I say Entrepreneurship subject (I always spell that word wrong!),
we were so not into it.
We have no interest in it at all!
Mainly the reason,
we HATE counting numbers! (No offense to Math lovers! Please~!)

Most of us don't have a good memory with numbers, so no one actually motivated to do the real stall.
We had to sell things! Real things!!

We started from learning certain business terms, doing the proposal to sell this and this product, searching for places to open our stall, bla bla bla...
Of course, all this were just creation. We don't really have to open up a REAL store for that.
It just like a one-day-simulation-for-doing-business-stall. Something like that.
And, that's our marks got evaluated from.

Of course, we enjoyed doing our business!
It felt like 'I am businesswoman now!' and got busy with the other 'business' members.
Haha, what a memory!


It was very hard.
So hard...
Sighhhh....So glad it's all done.

Again, I learnt a looooooooooooooooooooooooooot of things.
So many things that I actually wish to delete some of it too huhuuuu

We experience a new feelings of completing something with projects.
Drama project, Business project.
We also met a new kind of behaviour from unexpected person we knew will never do,
and we heard too much gossip on the way to the end of our second year.

All went well, though...
I guess..


So, that was Second Year's stories.
It was tough, rough, hard, rock...all that goes with it.
We were so glad we did our 4th and 5th semesters very well.
We hoped that our batch- or should I just narrowed it down - our class would not be something bad to be remembered with.
A couple of person might be, but still.

So long, 2nd year~
I've been too much in your care huhu

Dani deshita~

All of the cute emoticons are not mine. I do not own any of it.
Thanks to for the cute and amazing emoticons! They're amazing!!

*I am now registering for degree.*
*Waku waku suru neee~~*

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

[Cont. 1] Journey to Diploma; First Year in KPMT KL

Yo! It has been a long time~

The last entry was about my hippy-happy myself with the "I am done with my diploma" bla bla..
Yeah...just 'done' with it, not truly over with it.

Here, I will share just a little bit of here and there that happened all along my first year in KPTM KL; for my Diploma in TESL.


First semester,
as I recalled it back in my mind,
it was tough.
Very tough. And a bit mind-consuming, I think.

After all, the first semester there, I have to stay in dorms provided by the college.
First time ever I slept outside of my place in my room at home for a long time.
*whisper * Yes, FIRST TIME!

And, not because of homesick or such thing like that,
but because of lack of fridge, oven and Wi-Fi,
I rather go back home EVERY weekend for the whole first semester rather than staying back at dorm.
*flips shawl* Yas, I am proud to say my house is near the college, satisfied enough?

Being in other 'environment' that I never been before; you know like staying in dorm- that has more than 10 rooms, each room with more than 10 new people- I met a lot of different people.
Initially, yeah I know people are all different. Each of us are.
But staying in very foreign place- and yeah I'm a freak that never leaves her place before- it proves more than enough about each people are all different.

"You're lucky that you can go back home all the time"
"Why you like to go back home all the time?"
"When are you going to take me to visit your house?"
and etc.

I admit.
I am a more positive than I am being negative.

Why the hate with me going back home every weekend?
Does it offence you that much?
Why you think that I like to go back home every weekend?
Do you think it is fun enough to stay back at the dorm with NOTHING to do?

I always keep this thought to myself, every single moment.

"If you are the receiver of all lucks you can have, embrace them gratefully.Some other time, you might not have the luck even a bit" 

Dah memang rumah dekat kan..? Kenapa tak nak balik?
Bosan sangat ke dekat rumah?

Who knows,
one day I might be so far away that I could not even go home even once a week or a month.
so why should I waste it now?
No one will ever know the future, except for HIM.
so never bet your life on it.

Friendly reminder ( I hope it does stay friendly) to those who face the same problem with me:
Just go with your heart, not others' voices.

Basically for my first semester,
that was the main thing that I faced a lot.
The subjects were all fun and informative, so no worry,
Other that having to find time and space for you to know your new classmates, your new housemates/dormmates, your new amazing lecturers, your new place,
do not worry that much about whether you can go on with the semester or not.
As long as you have the will to stay on alive, you'll be just fine.
Believe me dears.

Move on to second semester,
you will realize one thing.
This is the start of your diploma life.
(Does not mean that your first one is a playtime period, OK!)

The subjects were mostly related to the first semester,
so if you fail certain subjects, you have to repeat it in your second semester and it keep on going like that, so study smart, stay alive.
You want to take note on this. You'll regret once you start repeating things.

In second semester, I realized another thing.
(because starting from second semester, I ran away from the dorm and going back-forth from my house to the college),
my classmates wanted to practice like everything that involves group work.
Yes, I like the idea of trying to be the best and all. I really like it!
But, because I was the only one that does not belong to the dorm community anymore, I should come early to the college. Hm? For what?
Practising by myself, you mean?

It started to get real.

I am being ostracized by my 'own' group.

Well, thinking that it might be my fault on the first place for 'running' away from dorm,
I accept the term of 'you have to come early' so that I can practise by my own.
They can come later because they already practised at the dorm within themselves.
Great. Excellent. Amazing.

Yeah, righhht. Like they think I can accept that very unfair condition.

So, I did something.
Something I never think I would do,
but I did.

And I never regret it.

I 'ditched' them for one day.
Being a pity 'actress', saying that I woke up late that day.
Lying is a sin, I know.
But having to stabilized myself for one day,
Just one day out of 2 months. I think that is far better, right?

As you can guess it,
I was treated like a ghost whenever I was with them after that.
I am not judging them- I admit that to you!
But to be answered with silence a few times whenever I asked something,
I tell you that my eyes still can properly see everything happening.
They laughed, and got silence when I was there.

If this was their game, then I knew who was the winner.

I was the winner! Peace yo~  

So from second semester, I already know who is friend, and who is not friend.
Classmate, yes.
But not friend for sure.

I just save myself from a big, big, big TROUBLE.
Muah! *kiss myself in the cheek*

After that I still meet them of course.
But a human needs to know a quality of something, right? *raises eyebrows*
Be cool, be peaceful, and be a good performer.
Not to be a gossiper though. Mind you!

By June 2014, I finished my first year. Not with that flying colors, but I got to say I enjoyed it.
I learned a lot from the first year.
I experienced a lot of 'first time' from the first year.
I reflected a lot from the first year.

and I am grateful for my first year.

So, got to put the pen down. *not real pen though huhu*
I'll continue later for another two years' stories.

Wait for the next story-morry ya~

So, that was Dani,

All of the cute emoticons are not mine. I do not own any of it.
Thanks for the cute and amazing emoticons!

*"You like to do philosophic, right Dani?" said my English teacher once.*
*Now I know what does she meant by that. Hehe..*