my memory : leaving 25 ... (p6)
I had a good week. Leaving KL for few days, spending my time in Kerteh for meetings, then transfer leaves, meeting friends etc. have really rejuvenated me back from hectic and tiring period of house hunting previously.
As I came back to my new house, my bro invited me to join him and shahrul to stay at Ritz Carlton. They were so lucky as their rooms were upgraded to a penthouse at the Ritz residence. Lucky guys, and I had good time spending my few days back with them. All, I mean the stay at such a huge penthouse, then hang out to sg Wang and low yatt, watching movies etc. Thank you so much guys.
USM
I went to read science matriculation for 2 weeks in USM Penang before moved to KMYS. At first place, it was not my decision to move as I was kind of happy with what USM offered me – friends, environment etc. , but as received the offer to read A-Level in KMYS, my parents encouraged me to accept the it as it was the only chance for me to go oversea. This is to consider the fact that due to the economic recession our country had that year and before, caused a lot of program been cut back and quite a number of students had to come back etc. It was kind of a hard decision to make, as I felt that comfortable being there in USM. Even I had to solat istikarah for that matter.
Pioneers
KMYS, my college years probably the lowest point in my life. It was where for the first time ever, I felt like I couldn’t fit in, regretting every single thing that I had done, wishing for a better for me each day that hard. I don’t know why, but there was a lot of pressure there that burden my mind and heart.
The first challenge was the English medium used. Sort of a very tough barrier for me to cope in with my study, my communication there etc. I still remember my first English class was such an embarrassment. May be because we had this thick face Mr.Burton who loves to make fun etc.
Everything didn’t turn out well for me there. Study, life …everything. Seeing my life such that gave me such a fear on what would the future be for me. I felt like carried such a burden as from my family and friends side, they were expecting me able to further my study abroad, while in reality, I was no more than a junk there. My study was very bad and each semester, I got a long comments and lot of red marks in my exam reports etc.
Adjusting myself to fit and then survive the environment there really burnt me out. I mean I had to try to be something or somebody that I didn’t and couldn’t be there. It wasn’t wonder years for me there, but still left me some rooms for good memories about the place.
Yup…the bangsawan night thing, the garnet house parties, the inter-sponsor sports competition, the budak kampong events, the trip to tanjung malim and KLCC, also trip to Istana Budaya etc. Staying at the hobbit-size chalet with Syed, Nan and Remmy as chalet mates, singing the college song, the choir competition, the cafeteria, the evening walk with Adli and Nazri up to the hill etc.
As I came back to my new house, my bro invited me to join him and shahrul to stay at Ritz Carlton. They were so lucky as their rooms were upgraded to a penthouse at the Ritz residence. Lucky guys, and I had good time spending my few days back with them. All, I mean the stay at such a huge penthouse, then hang out to sg Wang and low yatt, watching movies etc. Thank you so much guys.
USM
I went to read science matriculation for 2 weeks in USM Penang before moved to KMYS. At first place, it was not my decision to move as I was kind of happy with what USM offered me – friends, environment etc. , but as received the offer to read A-Level in KMYS, my parents encouraged me to accept the it as it was the only chance for me to go oversea. This is to consider the fact that due to the economic recession our country had that year and before, caused a lot of program been cut back and quite a number of students had to come back etc. It was kind of a hard decision to make, as I felt that comfortable being there in USM. Even I had to solat istikarah for that matter.
Pioneers
KMYS, my college years probably the lowest point in my life. It was where for the first time ever, I felt like I couldn’t fit in, regretting every single thing that I had done, wishing for a better for me each day that hard. I don’t know why, but there was a lot of pressure there that burden my mind and heart.
The first challenge was the English medium used. Sort of a very tough barrier for me to cope in with my study, my communication there etc. I still remember my first English class was such an embarrassment. May be because we had this thick face Mr.Burton who loves to make fun etc.
Everything didn’t turn out well for me there. Study, life …everything. Seeing my life such that gave me such a fear on what would the future be for me. I felt like carried such a burden as from my family and friends side, they were expecting me able to further my study abroad, while in reality, I was no more than a junk there. My study was very bad and each semester, I got a long comments and lot of red marks in my exam reports etc.
Adjusting myself to fit and then survive the environment there really burnt me out. I mean I had to try to be something or somebody that I didn’t and couldn’t be there. It wasn’t wonder years for me there, but still left me some rooms for good memories about the place.
Yup…the bangsawan night thing, the garnet house parties, the inter-sponsor sports competition, the budak kampong events, the trip to tanjung malim and KLCC, also trip to Istana Budaya etc. Staying at the hobbit-size chalet with Syed, Nan and Remmy as chalet mates, singing the college song, the choir competition, the cafeteria, the evening walk with Adli and Nazri up to the hill etc.
Hmm…there were lot of good memories actually, but I don’t know why I tend to avoid and deny my life back in the college.
98 – 00 … shall we skip the chapter?
98 – 00 … shall we skip the chapter?