My first ever REAL TRUE POST^^ Banzai! Banzai!

I went on a class trip (actually there was actually half of us, kinda sad but its understandable) I put a picture of us before we went to a waterfall somewhere in Perak. I had an amazing and great time! I'm sure going to miss them. ^^ I love all of u.

I wrote something regarding my overall experiences being a senior for Diploma in TESL sem 5B. Enjoy and please share with me your similar experiences. I do love to hear about that.


Last Semester as a Senior
I took a finally breathe as I came down from the bus onto a familiar surface ground, UNISE also, known as Universiti Selangor. I carry my heavy luggage all the way down from PKP ( a small hall near our cafe) all the way to the boys hostel area. It was awkward as this is my first time walking in a boys ‘territory’. I convinced myself, just tolerate and do your own thing. I paced up steps into a girls area block D. It was quite and so new to me. Then, my classmate Nini Pattana came down and greeted me. She also mentioned this block will be her staying this semester. Phew! Boy I was relieved. I thought I was the only one. Looks like they’re will be plenty more to come.
I walked up to my house which is first floor second house. My parents helped me to carry all of my stuff and things. The house was as usual dusty and in need of a lot of cleaning! Something which I had always been good at! I was the first one to arrive there. Then, comes the difficult part I had to say goodbye to by family. A parting from my family is a good thing for me. It’s a chance for me to grow and be independent both inside and outside. Moreover, those times I realized how I appreciate my family even more. There’s more pro’s than con’s towards living far away from your family. Thinking about practicum, I’m going to live all by myself, there’s no guardsman no security, basically it’s like living by your self. I know that because I’m actually writing this while waiting to go to practicum. It’s already 13th of March. And mine will be on 3rd May. A few more days left before I will venture into teaching practicum. I found out, it was basically hard and difficult in terms of keeping motivated and strong, I needed to have that certain endurance to keep up with this semester subjects. Before, this I had a lot of negativity towards getting bad grades for my last semester. I realized during the process of bringing myself up, God wants to test you; moreover, life is not a smooth sailing. We need to be reminded that sometimes we can’t always go up and up but sometimes we have to venture into going down. That’s where you have to learn to handle it, keep growing, reflecting on yourself and learn from your mistakes. I did went through all of that. It hurts me like hell. It doesn’t traumatize me but next time when I do fall down, I now learn how to let go of that bitter feelings and slowly get back to motivation; ready to face the world again. My parents were my biggest supporter and still do. They accepted my results and as I was expected it was a parenting thing job to do. I was happy that they took it well. I thought I was going to die.
I thought I went through all classes smoothly. Even though they were some flinches and annoyances at the start but I managed to come through swept clean and nice. I had a lot of pressure between those times. Those pressures were from parents, classmates, lectures and from my own friends. Yeah, it was all about learning to handle them was the challenge to me. I didn’t know how strong I was at that time. Mind you, it is my final semester, I had to give my all for it. I felt to myself, I could do better for the next day and the day after that. I went full steamed a head not caring in the world about the bad feeling that kept coming sometimes when it had too! Pulling off with my test, assignments and teaching presentation with studying and boy, I was pretty tired at the end of each day.
It was the hardest days of my entire life, when I had to say goodbye for the longest time ever, I might be seeing them or I might not be seeing them. One of my weaknesses are probably aparting from my friends whom had been with me since we all met. We went through everything together. Now, we were all going to miss each other so badly. Besides that, I have now considered them as my best friends. I cried uncontrollably three times when the days are drawing near and nearer to our going apart. It was pretty sad. When I say sad, I mean truly really sad. You should had seen the look on my face when I cried. It was horrendous. On the contrary, I didn’t want to shed a single tear in front of my friends. I’m a type that doesn’t cry in front of others that easily. I decided to carve all of my wonderful joyful good memories I had with my best friends in my heart forever and ever. Now, when I look back, it has become one of my sources of joy. I COULD NEVER CRY ABOUT THAT. They are truly one of my great friends and one of my great study-buds! I’m happy to have them in my life. I am thankful to God, for allowing me to meet and becoming good friends with them.