Sighting...

I was at Senai Airport again today, and I saw Tn Hj Aminolhuda Hassan on his way to London. No pictures (of him). That is all.

EDIT: I found out on Teacher's Day that while I saw Tn Hj Aminolhuda, Tn Hj Zulkipli saw me! Heh.

Exam Journal: Week 1 - When it rains.

It was raining that morning. It was still early, and we were so young. This is a race. But we're going no where. I am so nervous. I sit and listen to the sound that was coming from the eastern front.

I might not come back. So I decided to write this journal in the hope that people can see this as I see it from my own eyes.

Day 1: EST 1 & 2
The frontline was dispatched. It was easy. It seemed easy. Just too easy.

Day 2: B.CINA 1 & 2/ B.INDIA 1 & 2
Some of us stayed back a bit. But we prayed for our brothers in arms as we watch them fade.

Day 3: B.MELAYU 1 & 2
Those that were despatched during the first day were called back. We were regrouped. We sit and listen, waiting for the clock to strike 0740 for that is the time we are expecting a strike. We're out of time.

Day 4: B.I. I & II
I see some familiar tired yet determined faces of my brothers around me. We got up early again today, way before the sunrise. We would just wish we could drown our sorrow and see a new tomorrow. I find it hard to write this journal.



I never saw it coming. A simple trial, yet so exhausting.

The holiest event of our time.

A cluster of schools. We're a part of it.

CHOKED!!

Finally, after a long wait, we found out that the mid-year exam will be held on the 12th of May 2009. That's less than a week away.

Don't forget to pray.

Deliverance

I've been waiting for this day.
Today.
The day of reckoning.

In cold sweat

It has finally caught up with me. Sickness, I mean.

After more than a year of health (I've been coming to school and having perfect attendance since the 2nd term of 2007), I've finally fallen sick.

I woke up two days ago with cold sweat running down my back in the middle of the night. I can't breathe. Something was blocking my breathing passage. My throat was hurting like hell. I can't even swallow. I feel nauseous and light-headed. Drowsy. I was even hallucinating, for God sake. I experienced fear. My body was heating up. It was the fear in certain death. But it's normal for a person to hallucinate while having a cold. But the last time that happened to me was when I was six or so.

This went on for two days.

It was a complete waste of time. I wish I hadn't been sick. I can't focus. I can't even sit upright. I can't read or do revision. And I just found out that the mid-year is on the 13th or 14th of May. That's a week away.

But still, my health is much more important than that. I mean, if I was sick, how am I supposed to take the exam? I rather be healthy and failed the exam than be sick and feel like I'm being tortured.

Anyway, I finally went to the clinic. The doctor prescribed me some very strong medication. It will last for about a month. The doctor said, either I take that for a month or I could go for a surgery to take out whatever that’s blocking my breathing passage.

I will gladly take the medication.

And this pretty much explain why I haven't gone to school in May yet and why there are no post during the 2nd to the 4th of May.

I know I'm not ready for the mid-year exam yet, but one thing's for sure, I feel a lot better now.

All I can say is COME WHAT MAY.

Keep the faith.

1st of May

*sigh*

April came and went just like that. We're one step closer to PMR/SPM/STPM. One month older. Time is definitely not on our sides. That also means that I have less than a week to go. But let's not take the fun away just yet.

Because here comes the day that I'm sure most, if not all, of the teachers had been waiting for. It's more special than Teacher's Day and all around much more special than their own birthdays. Because, for once every year, they don't have to be where they usually are today -- that is, working!

Happy Labour Day, you all!