am sorry that i don't share modules here.
TSL modules?

but you can e-mail me, i will share the modules but assignments. :)

Saturday, December 29, 2012

43rd : let this be the ending entry...

the ending entry for 2012. :)


we got our exam result before we enter the new semester. :)

alhamdulillah. it was the first time i cried looking at my exam result ever. yes. as far as i remember, i never cry over my exam result in my life. maybe if i cried, it's few months or years later.


the sweet.

the sour.

the bitter.

i pray that next semester, the very semester 5, will educate me. will train me. will lead me towards being a better person. a better daughter. a better trainee. a better junior. a better senior. a better roommate. a better sister, younger or elder. a better student. a better friend. a better mate. the most important is a better servant of Him.

i just realised i whined and sighed a lot thru the two semesters in 2012. :']

so, this is how am going to end the post for 2012 in this blog.

i don't want to wish for happier moments nor unstressful times because thru this 2012 i felt those and without i realise those that made me strong inside and widen my heart capacity. :) those made me mature at thinking i guess. what is more, those taught me to keep my faith in Allah. because there was no place i could hold for a long period other than Him. He's forever.

so, i wish you, whoever you are reading this entry to have better year of making yourself a better person ahead! :)

may 2012 had brought us closer to Allah.
may 2012 had made us grateful.
may 2012 had taught us to be wiser. 
may 2013 have better unknown promises for us;
         that will make us turning back to it at the end of the year
         smiling =)

welcome myself to new room! -_-"

Monday, December 3, 2012

42nd : idl.

idl. i don't like. haha.

breathe in. breathe out. repeat three times. then say, alhamdulillah. :)

three years and half has passed. i am suddenly feel scared. afraid. hu-hu.

two years left. two years to go. 4 semesters.

there're few things about this type of campus life. or as written on the blue and black shirts sold, IPG life.

the first thing i would like to avoid when meeting people is to talk about parents. specifically about parents' jobs. ha-ha. because, it's normally, when people asked me or already knew me studying in IPG, when they found that my parents are in education sector of this country too, they expected-ly responded, "ikut mak ayah la ni..." (follow parents' steps...) and you yourself reading this entry would be saying that, aite?
i just be more annoyed when people know about my father, they would respond, "no wonder..." (patutlah...) i just don't like it.

i have my own reasons for being annoyed.

number one. my parents NEVER offer me studying in IPG. it's my own effort. yeah. i just knew about IPG that time through my friends. thanks to them. i also got to know about IPG via my sweet sisters (not biological sister) after SPM that time (2009). to have the courage applying for it was my own decision. yes. am telling you, my parents never force me. they know what was my ambition that time. my father even offered me something for me to further in the ambition i wanted to. it's my decision. after all.

number two. i did write in the application forms about my parents working in the education sector. it's just to give flavours into the  essay, i would say. no. i don't choose to be here because my parents are working in the sector. no. i was even afraid to be in this sector (now i'm even annoyed) because i was afraid about people stereotyping about children-parents thingy. when the parents are accountant, people tend to expect the children will inherit the business or the accounting brain of their parents.

number three. i have my dream. beautiful dream for choosing this road not taken by people around me. yeah. ^_^

next, about the IPG name. when people ask me, "where are you studying?"

definitely my short answer is, "IPG."

they usually reply me the words below,

"oo.. maktab..." (did i say that? -.-")

"what?" (ok. people don't know about us...)

and yes. am annoyed. ha-ha.

when they reply me "what?" i just have to reply these,

generally: "IPG stands for Institut Pendidikan Guru.."

specifically: "IPG Kampus Tuanku Bainun..."

hearing my specific answer, i usually get this answer, 

"oo.. kat Perak eh?"

i will just have to quickly correct them, "no. in Bukit Mertajam, Pulau Pinang... (adding: not the one in island)"

adoi. complicated.

why i feel annoyed about people replying me "maktab" answer?

that would be because we are now IPG. no M behind G. no maktab maktab anymore. most of our lecturers, especially them who're in Research and Innovation Department too very annoyed when people keep mentioning our college as "maktab". hu-hu. it's all about developing the education system in this country. if you know. so, i'm supporting and to show appreciation to them and myself, i use IPG. but, somehow, i just have to use that word to make it short for people to know me. huk3.

this issue just made my brain got this thought: people don't know about us. the education system.

but, they know (are aware) we got allowance. sigh.