♥ Memories Of Childhood Of Mine ♥

Look what i found~hehe...really memorable...thinking back when every this hour(evening) a indian man riding a motorcycle with a big box beside him & alot of bags containing various snacks hanging around the box leaving one side without covering showing inside putting bread which also he sells it. Me & my sister will run out & call the uncle to stop by to buy junks^^, later go back home & look for toys inside it...haha...miss it so much

Toys!! LOL

New friend, lucky me

Well, first day registration in Utar met some friends, not much but was lucky. First friend in U was a girl, met in front of block b hall. Everything starts from discussing attend orientation for the whole week. Nice girl, starts topic among us, Ktar graduated, taking account in degree & live in peneng. She likes to talk about her peneng live to us telling us what happened in her places & whats the attitude of people around, feel safe when she can gets around with her hometown friend; smart girl, will do survey before rent a room in kampar.

Second friend i met was in Utar's canteen, it was a guy, a singh; my senior in same faulty but different course. Of course he was good looking & most importantly he is good to talk to. Likes to go around make some new friends especially freshmens(girls) as what he told us...Lol...open minded, talks alot about himself o sharing with us his experiences in school or even relationships. Soft-hearted too but on certain things, gentlemen & kind.

Is just the beginning of everything...hoping that the friendship with them can be last long^^

Start a New Life

Finally, im willing to update my blog & also post my blog site at Facebook =^^= ~W3lcom3 R3@ders~

Now im sitting in a new place, a new life that brings me back to study life but yet a total different study life that i had lived in the pass...maybe now someone is reading my blog finding out so many grammars mistake, please forgive me, im still poor in english & still working on it to get it better just for the course that i taken^^.

From now on i have to work hard on my studies & my living. I have moved out from my home to kampar, staying here for the rest of 3 years to finish my course. The course im taking was Public Relation. Kinda surprise to myself & some of my friends. Before that i study in science stream, thought that in the future i will be like my dad working in the lab or in this field, total opposite to PR course because pr are required to interact with social but not science like u only have to explain whats your creation o result to people or even stay in the lab interact with the substance. Until my stpm result came out showing that i cant get into local U, i feel despair, going for appeal for the paper that i fail, fail; going for appeal to get in ipta, fail. That I feel even hopeless & i cry.....i wanted to go study & try the life in U desperately at that moment & i tell to my dad what i feel.

My dad, giving me the 2nd chance to study again & i come over here to apply courses...During fill up course choices in form, i put PR as the first choice & the rest is science related subject. Of course, Utar gave me my first choice but i started to regret what i have chosen. I was worried whether i can cope with it & finish this course to get an degree cert. So, i asking opinions around from friends that taking this course, they all telling me that english language must be very good (That why im writing in english on my blog, training!training!...keke) & have to communicate with people.....i was thinking...what the....how am i gonna do it?! Have to give presentation in front all of people only makes my body non-stop shaking & talking just like i am standing in cold water...><...

Thinking of quit too. Maybe it was my life style has been change rather work than study that will not earn money and also the wrong choice that i think was made.....Still, i choose to study....what to do...my dad had paid all the fee & now my study mood starts coming back....have to study now....Here now in the room just only me (i rent single room) felt alone after my dear drop me & when back to singapore to work...have to living with stranger...suspicious mind becoming sensitive when 1 guy laugh after he saw me...my mind keep thinking is it they use me as their jokes during dinner or i look silly when i intro myself to one of them? Really hope that they are not playing fools...

Arrrggghhh....GOD!!! Please help!!!