To Melbourne, With ♥

It's simple.

I miss Melbourne.

I love Melbourne.

The minute I stepped in that place, I knew.

I want the next part of my life to be there.

Screw the racism.

There's racism everywhere anyway.

Subconsciously, we're all racist.

We say we're not, but really, who would admit it?

It's odd how I really, truly missed Melbourne suddenly last night.

The urge to just buy a ticket to fly there was so strong.

It didn't help either when I looked through my Melbourne pictures.

I really, really, really miss that place so much.

The freshness of the air, the coolness of the wind in my face.

The different people and skin colours on the streets.

The friendly customer service throughout despite my hijab.

I knew then that the racism falls in the minor category.

I told myself I'd save up for my whole family to go Umrah together.

After that, I'm bringing them all to Australia, whichever city it may be.

Insyallah. :)

I realize I miss Melbourne only when I'm feeling stressed out.

Everything there is so calm and relaxed.

Life in Singapore is so fast paced.

I'm starting to struggle with my assignments.

& soon I'm starting my teaching practicum.

I love what I'm doing, no doubt about it.

But for me, everything's happening a lil too fast.

Ya Allah, please give me strength and guide me.

:(

So I went out with him yesterday to watch Wirda's Silat competition. We met earlier and just arrived at Lot 1, when he said, "Oh ya, I got something to give you." I was thinking maybe it's another one of his Bandung trip's gifts. I just didn't expected this:

I'd wanted this particular wallet for months. From the FYI time till just this Friday when I went out with Faleela. I almost bought the brown one, but decided to wait till my pay comes in on Wednesday. & he gave this to me yesterday. I was soooooo touched. I can't even describe the feeling. There were a few times when I was at the shop itself and admiring it and he actually offered to buy it for me but I turned him down. BUT HE BOUGHT IT FOR ME STILL, WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE. I was so surprised and touched, I actually teared up.

He's sucha sweet darling. :')

You And I

He has finally gotten his enlistment date. He sounded so grim when he texted me during class, "Kad jemputan da sampai bi." I actually sighed with relief when I read the message. I was starting to think the nation didn't want him. Hehe. But well, he got Home Team Academy and will be going in on 11 September. Yes, indeed, the countdown begins, but we have to be optimistic. Here is another test for us. & InsyAllah, we'll breeze through it just like we always have. Because I believe in us. :)

Right now, I'm going through all my assignment essays. So far, so good. My brain seems to function better at night, and if you ask me, that's bad news because I need more sleep now. I sleep like a pig in the train on the way to classes. & even during class, I'll start to nod off. Plus, I was fasting today and I felt so weak and unsteady at times. & I'll be fasting again tomorrow. Really need to get used to fasting again before Ramadhan comes. When tomorrow ends, it will be exactly 2 more weeks before I enter the centre as a trainee teacher. I'm half excited, and half nervous. I've learnt so much the past 3 weeks and even then, I feel like it's not enough to prepare me. But like they say, "Just because you know everything about children, it won't make you a good teacher unless you have the passion." :D

I shall leave now but before that, here is something I found from Le Love. :):3

To everyone else: If you love him, don't let him go. Time is precious. Let the little things go and enjoy the time you have. If he makes you feel loved each and everyday, if you can be yourself when you're with him, if he can make you laugh, if he is your best friend. Don't give up, in the end it's worth it all. Believe.

:)

I know I am not alone

I am not the only one who is broken

And I know I'll never let you go

I could watch the world pass by

Just as long as it's you and I

You and I

Everytime I do my prayers, I thank Allah.

For the blessings that He has given me lately.

Everyday that I wake up for school, I thank Allah.

For giving me the very thing that I wanted for so long.

I thank Allah for parents who always support me in whatever I do.

I pray for their safety, their health and their well-being.

I pray for success in what I am pursuing right now.

I pray that my parents are there every step of the way.

I am so lucky, sometimes it makes me cry.

Happy tears.

It has been 2 weeks, and what I've already known has been confirmed:

This is really what I want.

I'm so thankful for this.

:)

On a side note, my maid is on holiday back at her hometown.

It's gonna be a crazy 2 and a half months without her.

:(

Old School

Hello. Yes, I haven't update since I graduated but a lot happened over the last couple of weeks that I never really found time to blog. Ohwells.

Anyway, after graduation was over, I was suddenly very busy with Gamelan since GNK was involved in Singapore Arts Festival. The show was awesome, but I felt like it was too short. Like, it ended too soon. I saw the video of Rampak and our drummers were just spectacular. & cute! Ahmad and me gave Syafiq a surprise gift too. Heh. Shhh!

Remember I said I would talk about AIC and Seed Institute? Well, here goes. I finally got accepted in a sponsorship programme in AIC aka Asian International College for a Diploma in Early Childhood Care & Education - Teaching. It's a place and train mode, in conjunction with PAP Community Foundation, and I'm attached to Kampong Chai Chee Blk 135. My principal is really nice and I'm so thankful for that. So anyway, the course started on 28 May, and so far, I'm loving it more than the course in RP, like duh of course! The lecturers so far are really nice and engaging. I won't be interacting with children until the second month of the course, which is in July. Some of my classmates who got attached to childcare centres already started and they sometimes shared their own experiences and dilemmas that they faced with the children. It makes me so excited for my experience later but nervous as well. :/

As for Seed Institute, apparently when I submitted my application for it the week before graduation, they told me that they will have to check with higher authorities to see if my diploma can be accepted with my 3 O level credits. Then, on Ahmad's graduation day, they called and told me that I'm accepted in the course and will receive the acceptance letter sometime in June. So I guess I will have to reject the offer when I receive the package. But still, I was just trying my luck and I got it, both! I combined my diploma and O level as well when I applied for the AIC course. Besides, it's sponsored and I get monthly salaries. Isn't that a plus?

I have Allah to thank for this really huge stroke of luck. I just feel like, I'm so lucky, ya know? To finally get what I want after years of waiting and a couple of failed attempts. :)

So I went to the BBQ gathering today and surprisingly, really really surprising for me, I enjoyed it. Honestly, I really did. Mdm Norul was there too, and gosh, it's like, we're all at this age when we can really be more open with her as compared to our secondary school days. Marriage even came up. But it wasn't me who brought it up. Hassan was the one afraid he would marry at a late age cause by the time he finishes NS and his degree, he'd be like, 28 or something. & he was afraid that he won't be able to save up enough money to support a marriage. I was like, oh my god the guys actually plan ahead!!! & Mdm Norul was giving her opinions and stuff, and I even chipped in a bit. I mean, for me, it's alright if guys marry late. Not that I would marry an old guy la but, ya know what I mean. 

Anyway, I ate a lot of the satay, omg so nice. & they all loved the fruit pizza I brought. & we played Charades afterwards. So funnyyyy!!! Sigh. It actually made me miss secondary school days. When we were reminiscing earlier, I actually missed those days. Somehow, the class I was in always made the teachers very emotional. Like, when Mr Yap was so upset when someone threw wads of wet tissue on his sports car roof. & when Mrs Chee actually cried when someone destroyed the pictures she put up on her side of the class's noticeboard. & when Mdm Norul cried 'cause... I don't remember. There was a lot of catching up and updating on the others who didn't turn up. Lots of conversation and Danial's stupid lame inputs. Same old people. And Syed... Seemed like the same old person to me but the others didn't think so. Well, people change, even if it happens overnight.

But my point is, I enjoyed the gathering when I thought I wouldn't. I didn't want to go at first, but realized that, who knows one day I wouldn't see them again. I wish I could turn back time somehow and relive my best secondary school days. I actually really miss being the school's event photographer. Oh wells, I guess in life, you can't just stay in the past, you have to move on.

It was a nice Saturday for me, and quite a nice, fun way to end it. :)

See you in my next post, Insyallah. Meanwhile, always be in the best of health. :3

So why don't you meet me, down behind the old school

We'll waste away the weekend, with perfect regard for how

Cavalier we used to be, that beautiful insanity

The apathy's surrounding me

Don't close your eyes or we'll fade away