I need to start writing for the sake of my PhD. Reviewing all the entries I had written before have made me realize how unimportant knowledge is to me. Here I am 2 and half years later, craving for knowledge yet again. This time it is not Germany (sob..). I don't understand why I felt a little bit sad knowing that I'd be spending 4 years in Auckland and not in Germany. Probably the attachment is still there.
There are a lot of things to take care of, the research proposal, the expression of interest, the IELTS exam, the application form to KPT, the approval from Dean, the visa, the umrah visa, the PSM meeting, replacement class and the list can go on till Middle East and I'm still not done.
Is it because life is so uncertain, I tend to take it one thing at a time? My body is weak, my feet still aching, and I kept thinking that something is seriously wrong with me. I am afraid to figure it out.
But anyway life has to go on..
Salam manis,
There are a lot of things to take care of, the research proposal, the expression of interest, the IELTS exam, the application form to KPT, the approval from Dean, the visa, the umrah visa, the PSM meeting, replacement class and the list can go on till Middle East and I'm still not done.
Is it because life is so uncertain, I tend to take it one thing at a time? My body is weak, my feet still aching, and I kept thinking that something is seriously wrong with me. I am afraid to figure it out.
But anyway life has to go on..
Salam manis,
