Category Archives: Rant
- March 12, 2011
- Mists are only pretty in prose and poetry– also posted in Life Experience, Myself, Teaching Life, Travel
Once upon a time, one of the best medicines for me was writing. When I was sad, the pages of my diary would be filled from left to right, top to bottom. When I started blogging in 2000, I began to keep electronic diaries. Some were stored in the form of HTML pages, which I [...]
- November 18, 2010
- Of Teaching, Placement & Bureaucracy– also posted in Education, Life Experience, Myself
WARNING: Proceed reading this rant only if you’re matured, aware of some socio-political issues in Malaysia, and non-judgemental. Reading this with closed minds will get you nowhere. Comments like ‘Sabar, sabar’ and anything political will be disregarded
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My degree years are finally, finally, over. It was a long journey, but I made it. I’m 23, and I’m done [...]
- May 8, 2010
- A Crack in the Wood & A Splash in the Sand– also posted in Education, Life Experience, Musing, Myself, Random
A couple of weeks ago, I submitted my last assignment. Just a few days ago, I sat for my final exam. The next semester? It’s all practicum. I’ll be going to SMK Seri Saujana (info, anyone?) with Hanin and Mira, but this post isn’t about practicum. Not yet. It’s not that I’m not ready to [...]
- April 8, 2010
- To the people of the Department of Idiotic Idiosyncrasy– also posted in Life Experience
So I’ve taken an insanely long break from serious blogging not because I’ve lost interest in writing, but because I couldn’t get my fingers to type on the keyboard as smoothly as I once did anymore. I keep telling myself that it’s fine, it’s okay, it’s not like I have people who’d miss me, etc [...]
- October 10, 2009
- The manifestation of Fear in Dreams. Or nightmares.– also posted in Life Experience, Musing, Myself
I’ve always known that I have some kind of fear of failures, but I didn’t think it would haunt me in my dream. Despite my dislike of writing about dreams, I find myself compelled to write this one for memory’s sake. In most of the dreams that I could remember, I was always in school [...]
