The List is Getting Longer

2 weeks left for my End of Semester 2 exam @ the clearing exam.

After 2 weeks, i'll be as free as a bird, though there are few bad things gonna happen during this hols and i prefer not to talk abt it.
And as usual, i started writing my to-do-list for this hols.
And the list IS getting longer.
I might disclose some of it later, after my exam.
Oh my...
Life is so tempting.


-AkMaR-
http://akmarr90.blogspot.com

A Little Help In Life

Assalammualaikum.

As i was driving back home from IMU just now (it was around 7.40pm), i noticed a small Perodua Kancil, a blue one. Somehow this Kancil caught my attention, because of the colour, and the style of driving. Then i noticed that the car did not switch the lights on, and it's already dark. I thought of giving the driver a beam of my highlight so that he/she will be aware of it. But decided not to because am afraid it might make him/her angry as in a heavy traffic like where we were in, small road congested with cars and everybody trying to get home as fast as they could, a simple highlight like that will be easily misinterpreted.

The Kancil then zoomed to the front, leaving me behind (i mentioned the unique way of driving before).
Before long, there was a fly-over and i can't see the Kancil anymore.
Then, the queue of cars stopped.
And the cars in front me start giving right signal and took the right part of the one lane road.
I then see the problem, which blocked the whole row of cars (including mine) on the fly-over.

The blue Kancil broke down right in the middle of the road, trying to "climb" the fly-over.
And as i passed by the car, i noticed that the driver is a girl.
Duh! Pity her!
I can't imagine myself in her shoes, i dont want to.
I had enough bad experience with cars, and both did not involve rows of car behind me, it will just make my adrenaline pump in a higher concentration.

To recall, last two Fridays, my car "broke down" in IMU hill carpark.
It was 8.40pm and i cant seem to start my car.
I sent an SOS call to my dad and he rushed to my aid, leaving his work from KL.
And i reached home abt 10+ that night.
One month before, my car tyre (or wheel?) burst.
And i sent an SOS to my dad, he came in 15mins time with my 2 brothers to change the tyre for me.
So yes, i sent two SOS-es and neither was disappointed.
I am so glad that I have my dad around, willing to come to my aid anytime i need him.

And that made me realise, we can't live alone in this world.
We need family, we need companions, we need friends, and we need neighbours.
Not to say that without all these we'll die, cos even if u have the whole world knows u (thinking of Obama and Beyonce), u'll still die.
But life will just be imperfect if these important aspects of life are missing.

Over breakfast the next morning after my car "broke down", my dad taught me how to jump start a car.
And my mum snapped him, forbidding him to teach me how to jumpstart a car.
My mum said "She might just get the car burnt or make the condition worse!"
And my dad's counter argument was "She shd know what to do in case of an emergency again! At least she'll not be helpless"
Whoever won that argument, not important. =P
But i know that same colour of the wire shd go to same colour of the port, i think.
Well, isn't that basic electronic (or electricity) we learnt in Kemahiran Hidup (Living Skills) subject in Form 3?

Anyway, as i drove pass the girl in blue Kancil just now, i really hoped she'll get someone to come to her aid. Anyone, that is trustable.

-AkMaR-
http://akmarr90.blogspot.com

Wow!! I Won!! =P

Assalammualaikum.

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Ahahahaha!!!
I don't know why these kind of spam are always sent to me.
I don't even hv any idea how they got my email address.
And i'm pretty sure there are lotsa lotsa my friends out there getting similar emails.
Am i right?
=)

-AkMaR-
http://akmarr90.blogspot.com

A Wanted Child

Assalammualaikum wrt wbt.

I am now in IMU library, cracking my brain to absorb all the Pathology facts i should be memorising.
And i decided to write something to divert my attention for a while. Well, can't be reading textbooks all the time right?

Last Monday, on Oct 12th, Prof Yadav gave a lecture on Maternal Health.
And one of the facts he gave was 40% of the births in the world are unwanted or mistimed.
That literally means, out of 10 of my readers, 4 are unwanted in this world.
Sad, isn't it?
So automatically (i think all my batchmates are thinking the same), i wondered if my birth was wanted.
Was my birth mistimed?
Did my parents planned to get me?
But i decided not to ask them.
Part of it because i'm scared of the answer (what if i wasn't wanted???)
And part of it because i knew even if i wasnt planned, my parents do not reject me.
They still accept me, as a gift from God.
So, there is no point of me asking.

But last night, i went to my parents and told them,

"Do u know that 40% of the births in this world are not wanted or mistimed?"

And they agreed.
My father said some of his friends even complained to him when their wives get pregnant, blaming the wife for the pregnancy.
And for me that is stupid.
As if they do not contribute to the pregnancy.
As if the wife went for a walk in the park, or went shopping in a market, and come back pregnant.
They should never complain that their wives are pregnant!

Ok ok, back to my story.
While discussing the topic, my parents assured me that i WASN'T UNWANTED.
My mum wanted me desperately at that time.
She had miscarriageS before me and so she even went to the extent of getting a jab( i don't know what jab) to prevent me from slipping off her uterus at that time.
I had no idea i was that wanted.
Haha...

And why am i writing this?
Well, it cherished my day.
To know that i was badly wanted in this life.
So yes, it's a booster for me to perform well in my exam so that i won't frustrate those who love me. =)


-AkMaR-
http://akmarr90.blogspot.com

Surviving day by day...

Assalammualaikum.

I think lately i have been posting emo shout-outs and posts in both my blog and facebook wall.

But i'm getting better now.

I'm learning to adapt myself to the situations, no matter what happens.

Haha.. I don't want to make this post an emo one too.

So let's just stop here.

But i am still surviving and alive.

Life is a test.

-AkMaR-
http://akmarr90.blogspot.com

Lol!! Lol!! Lol!!

Assalammualaikum.

Can i grunt here?
Can i grunt, and scold and curse and express my frustration here?

Can i babble here?

Can i rant here?

I wrote a lot of opinion posts, summary posts and news extract and comments posts.

If i rant and grumble and express my personal emotions here, will this blog change?

Will this blog suddenly turn immature?

I don't know, some may think that way. Some may not.

And i don't think i shd care much abt it.

It will only hinder me from writing in my own blog.

So yes, now i want to rant and grunt.

Why did u do that?

How could u do that?

What did i do that i deserve that?

Cis cis cis cis cis.....

Cis cis cis cis cis.....

Cis cis cis cis cis.....

I dont think i wanna curse here, i dont even curse in real life.

But i'm frustrated, and i'm being patient.

Yes, i'm patient.

And i'm tolerating.

And i am me.

That's all.

-The End-

Night.

4 weeks left

Assalammualaikum.

Yes, 4 weeks left, before a lot of things happen.

4 weeks left, before my End of Semester exam.

4 weeks left for me to revise my 1 year study.

4 weeks left for me to value the time left.

4 weeks left for me to live heartache life.

4 weeks left....

After 4 weeks?

Only Allah knows....

Holiday, for sure.

I don't think i wanna find a part time job this holiday, though i usually have the intention to, just not in the mood this time.

The rest?

I don't know.

How abt next sem?

I don't know.

Only Allah knows, and He decided what will happen to me, even before I was born.

What i'm supposed to do know is to go thru it, and make the best out of it.

Uhuh... Sounds very easy.

But it definitely is not.

4 weeks left................