Wednesday, November 27, 2013

When a single word can hurt you.

 

I thought I was doing something good. I thought I was just doing what a friend ought to do. What I didn't know was that my words and actions can be construed as ones that are suffocating.

So much for being concerned.

Rimas. This was the first time I'm being called as such and somehow, it doesn't feel good.

Monday, November 25, 2013

Just say it out.

 

Life has been pretty okay so far for the past week. Not sure whether is it because of the end-of-year period or what, but the workload seems to be getting heavier though. Not the best of circumstances. But it's okay, I'll just try to do the best I can. I guess the honeymoon period is now, truly over. And I'm still waiting for that news to come. Somehow, the wait is beginning to kill me. On the other hand, I'm relieved and happy for every additional day that I get to spend at this place. Even if I know this won't last for long..

Met up with my batchmates yesterday for a BBQ. Spent some valuable time to catch up and of course, rounding it off with a few games of saboteur! For me, that's the best part of the evening! Finally managed to use my tricks, after more than a year of not playing. Sorry guys. Lol

Looked through my photo album in the lappy the other day when I was bored. Chanced upon the pictures and  screenshots taken during my poly and uni days. Oh, how I miss studying! Somehow, I miss attending lectures and taking down notes when the lecturers are teaching. Oh well.

I also came across the pics of my commencement ceremony which took place last year and I felt proud of myself. When I was in secondary school, I was always interested in these two words: mahasiswa and menara gading. I would often like to construct sentences that have these two words/phrases in them in the malay compositions, especially. I would also picture myself being an undergraduate and study till uni, as what the two words/phrases meant. And about a decade later, I'm proud that I was able to achieve this, with all the support from the people around me. 

I was never born a smart person. It was through sheer hardwork that I was able to be where I am now. I don't care what other people say but I'm delighted that I was able to lanjutkan pelajaran hingga ke menara gading, making my family proud. I don't care if people initially had doubts about my ability, due to my poly background, my race or that I come from an average family in terms of wealth, I have proven them wrong and I've done it and, pardon my language, I'm fuckin' proud of this!


Life is short and I'm not getting any younger. So, I have decided that whatever I wanted to say to the people around me, I would just say it. Whatever request or feelings (good or bad), I would just say it out. I'd rather know the answer/rejection/reaction than spending the rest of my life filled with "what ifs" and  full of regrets.

Ciao!

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Same same, but different.

 

The same jetty. The same place. But somehow, it feels different. It feels that something is missing. Indeed.

I really miss the good old times. But I guess sometimes, time changes everything. Even the promises that have been made. Well, I can't control others' decisions. I suppose there is a reason to this. Still, how I wish I could go back to how we once were.

I yearn to hear the voice again.