The water is wide

The water is wide, I can't cross over, and neither have I wings to fly. Build me a boat, I can carry two, and both shall row, my love and I. There is a ship, and it sails the sea. It's loaded deep, as deep can be. But not so deep, as the love I'm in, I know not how, I sink or swim. Oh love is handsome, and love is kind. And love is flower, when first is new. But love grows old, and the wax is cold, and it fades away, like morning dew.

Life is wonderful?

Being an adult is no longer an easy thing to handle. One needs to have more thoughts before any action is taken. One needs to be more considerable on every single incident that walks past one's life. One has to undergo the pain and misery along the path to success. Be it wanted or unwanted. I'm just an ordinary person, At times, I could be mentally distraught too. Being tough is never one of my possesions. If I have to shed my tears, I'll certainly do so without any feeling of guilt or shame. Controlled over by my emotions, I do not know how much longer I could withstand all those hardships. When it comes to an unbearable stage, I'm afraid I might not have the courage to face myself anymore. Life is just a game. It's a matter how you make it look and sound more wonderful. I'm a failure in creating wonders, as what I have been doing to myself. Wan2 stop lying to myself. If you don't want to go on with this, why not just quit the game? But, what would life be if the most important chapter has ended, by force perhaps? What is tomorrow? Do I have a say in my tomorrow? I'm scared to close my eyes, cause I wouldn't know what tomorrow would bring. However, I'm dreadful to close my eyes too, as it could be forever. How much longer can I still convince myself that life is miraculous? Life, in whatever means, still has to go on if one witnesses a new sunrise again. Where could I get a shed of light? It's still pitch dark over here, deep inside my heart.......

What a day!

Boring boring boring!
Slept the whole evening, felt extra guilty the moment I got up.
Why? It was close to seven.
Shouldn't I do something more meaningful?
I'm going to skip my precious sleeping hours tonight, jz 2 catch up wth some work.
I wana tell my students, all of them, from my class to others, how much I love them.
I wan2 b a good teacher, at least that's my will to keep on living on earth.
I guess, if I ever failed as a teacher, I would end my life next.
A teacher who is not welcomed can be a disaster to students. I feel sorry for them as I might have not given my very best to them. This is my job, my responsibility, it's become the most important thing in my life the moment I stepped into this profession. Please, God. Guide me and show me the way to be a good teacher, being more understanding, at least.
I pray to you, beg for your forgiveness.
Students, if you ever hated me, please accept my apology cause I really didn't mean to hurt anyone of you. My biggest concern is only to give you a happy and joyous learning environment. Something to remember when you leave school, not a nightmare!
Love you all and I'll always be.
I'm improving my teaching skills every now and then, study more, do more research, being more observant.....
Don't wan2 dissapoint you guys anymore. Give me more time to adjust myself from a teacher who was so used to teaching small kids in the past.

Terrible Terengganu!

I'm in Terengganu now. The weather here is terrible. The rain has not stopped since the first day of my arrival. The hostel that I put up is equally terrible. It sucks! Imagine having to share the bathroom with so many people and there is no place for you to do your laundry. The dormitory is another thing that I can never stop complaining. There are 18 double-decker beds in the dorm, which is equivalent to 36 beds altogether.
Ahhhh...... I'll rather be dead!

Life isn't that terrible!

I was very disturbed recently. Kind of like losing myself. There were times when I was filled with uncertainties. I knew somehow I had to make it through as I have plenty of responsibilities ahead of me. Lost for a few days, and yesterday was one of those days that I couldn't seem to regain my 'consciousness'. I must have been 'dead' for several hours. Wandered around aimlessly, couldn't find a shoulder to lean on. Life was pitch dark, filled with fear and failure.

My day wasn't giving me any hint on my coming fate. I took a glance at my well treasured article. If the route which everyone has to go through is approaching, and I am totally helpless when the day comes, shouldn't I treasure my present more? Life may sound complicated at times, but it isn't that bad after all.

Eiffel Tower

Magnificent view of Paris

I took this pic from the 2nd level of Eiffel Tower. I miss Paris a lot. I guess if someone were to tell me that my life is ending, I would spend my last moments in Paris.