A Teacher & A Diver

after so long, I am writing this because I need to talk... I need to talk to somebody, but I dont want to worry anyone or make other feels the same way. So if you are reading this, thank you for reading/ listening to my inner voice... it has been 4 months since my first posting to an island in Klang called Pulau Ketam. Life has been wonderful and bad at the same time... I enjoyed my life very much over here. to the extend that I think I could stay here for a few more years... but things started to change lately, not that I dont like here anymore.. I just wish I could stay near him... nearer to him to take care of him... who is that he or him right? just somebody I love. so what happened was he got into an accident. This is not a joke, it's a bike accident. the thing I prayed so hard to never see again was him getting into any accident especially bike... after my friend's accident long long time ago... I warned him everyday to be extra careful on roads. a...

As I grow older, I start to accept death as the destiny of my life.  Therefore, I decided to write this post, just in case I die during this holiday.  Oh ya, its school holiday. Happy Holiday everyone! at least for a week. Back to why I wanted to write this post.... A lot of shits happened these few weeks...and I couldn't make a lot of clarification and explanation before I left the college this evening.  Or, in simpler words, I have lots of undone business in college... I would like to clarify everything before I left, but something happened and I did not get to do so...Then the holiday started...Maybe I should do it after the break...(i think) But, just in case I die, maybe people can find the clarification they need from me through this post... So let me give you some brief description of what happened (from my point of view) fyi: I did not view myself as a victim...I just felt disappointed with u people that I treated as friends secara ikhlas....

when I was younger,  I thought that my family was rich as I never had problems when it came to buying the things I wanted... and the fact that my mom works for my uncles who own a few shops, I assumed that its family business and we were rich... and Of coz I thought I would have the chance to achieve all my dreams like studying abroad... Then when I got into upper secondary school, I started to understand the real situation... we were not rich at all... and we might be poor...why? the family business that I thought is ours (every family members) is not ours... and my dad's business wasn't going well.. my mom works for the salary, and we are lucky cuz she gets a lot of benefits from the job... then i started praying to become super rich... especially when I wasnt allowed to study abroad as we did not have the money.. and I was asked to go into a teacher training institute to reduce financial burden... and saw my brother going into a private college as he did not ...

Hello December... It's the last month of the year, finally... And it feels really good to have a long break after this semester.. I really hope that with this break, I could prepare myself for my final year in this programme.  Gosh... I am freaking nervous... not ready at all for the final year... And when I found out that my seniors are attending the SPP interview dy, I feel more nervous and lost.. Will mine come right after the exam as well? I hope...so....maybe this will help to maintain my level of motivation and passion for this career before the long break begins... Seriously, I dont know what to talk about now because the break has not been very fun and interesting.   I guess I will continue tomorrow. Bye and good night. 

messsss... I am a mess... When I am supposed to study and get my self ready for exam, Here I am, trying to do all sort of things but studying... so here's the story that I couldnt think of a title... guess the reason for this problem is that its a true story. so for the sake of that good friend,  I am not going to expose her name forever. but I couldnt hold myself from writing the story cuz its sad.. i couldnt find ways to help her... and I am not in any position to help her or ask her to do anything... once upon a time, a friend of mine knew a boy during her secondary school time.. they knew each other online and agreed to go on a date.. soon they fell in love.. but thats not the end of the story. the boy stopped going to school and started working. personally, the occupation doesnt sound like a good one.. so not going to share about it but thats not the main point, the guy was and is much older than my friend.. as a man (literally - age) he had sexual needs.....

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