Farahim Daud

great escape.

My brain was congested with lot of ideas for this post last time, before holiday starts and even before examination ends, but now when the holiday is taking over, I don’t think I would be as productive as I pictured before for this very post. You know, many things happening during this second sem. Life was at fast pace, so to speak.

I’m truly happy and grateful I passed this second semester, alive. Hell, there’s too many things happening in sem two if I were to narrate it back.

Anyhow, can I please tell you what I feel about last examination?? Just to relieve my very soul please???? Like I care if you answer it with a yes or with a no, I still gonna tell you how it feels when you feel so in the dark, erm no, not the correct word. in the red, I shall say.

To me, this semester’s exam was truly the period where I experience the real meaning of stress. Never was I pictured myself being sandwiched to those kind of feelings. It happens when you were in the situation of revising and reviving your own intelligence and to your ‘delight’ the others making you stress indirectly by portraying their knowledge to you, assuming you have done with your revision. Waaa. It was a sweet nightmare after all. Though I had the chance to grab some input of which I will be never have the time to read it on my own, I still have the feeling that I should complete my own revision before any discussion can be made. That’s my study strategy. I will tend to feel so low and so small, even so Stupid if I were to go into discussion without my brain feeling fresh with the knowledge I have. Haih. I know my study strategy wasn’t good like yours. Yeah. Plus what make me feeling stress than ever maybe because of the word placement. Hurm, which means a lot. I don’t know, it shouldn’t be meaning a lot actually it just a bloody placement. But it occurs to me to have the feeling of fear, worries and what more I can’t explain. But at the end of the day, I leave it to Allah.

Yeah by the way, I am terrifically grateful for one miracle God has shown to me. and if you were to view back to my post entitled ‘Our dearest Maths Teacher ‘ there’s a quote on ‘Goal is reached only when the distance is travelled’. It was captured from the bookmark my first maths teacher in KMB gave, she is so nice and sweet. And to answer with a yes, the quote really happens as a real life situation. Just that the real goal has not reached yet. The pre-goal has successfully conquered. Okay, quick shot – in this 2nd semester my class was the only class which got Teacher Siti which was the head dept of Maths and I shall say she was very strict when teaching us. And thanks to her, I did a lot of exercise due to my fear of her if she check my works (I did skip some of the practice somehow. hehe). And to our surprise she marked our paper very fast and we did already know our band for Maths this sem just after the last paper end. See how efficient the head of department of Maths is. And yes, I’m feeling good and again grateful to God for my Maths band mark even though 7 is not the number, but the improvement I portray through the paper, it makes me feel good and have the feel to try to fall in love again with the word Mathematics. Yes not to mention, I brought along Maths textbook home. Yeah, no real holiday for me. Nevermind.

However, there is still one thing bugging my head. My ITGS Paper 1. Like seriously, I never felt this scared for IT. It was my bad for not really alert of the correction made on the board. It was stupid careless mistake and so to say, I’m ready to bear all the consequences of yesterdays and the only thing I can do is pray. Hurm. May Allah ease my journey.

Done about exam, now move on to TOK presentation! hurm, nope, let us move to things that are not related to academic yet. Just not yet kot.

Moving on, I was in Cambodia last midsem break! It was hard time preparing the funds and proposals and what not but working as a team, everything ease all way long. I was in a team with Ateng, Papa Jerry, Melo, Mao, Apek, Dash, Shan, Faizaah, Zaza, Te’ah, Mieja, Teh and Dayah. Luckily there were just fourteen of us in the team and thus everything move smoothly. I should thank them heart to heart for the effort they put in but I’m kinda shy. Heheh.

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It was great to have the opportunity to be part of this humanitarian project, I stand the chance to see how they live their life, how they appear to stay happy with what they have. It also widen my horizon (okay, stop it, we’re not doing CAS reflection over here). To sum it up, haih, speechless it was like years ago and to put it into words, it requires time. And I’m like sparing my time for my tons of assignments during this holiday. Want me to list it down? Yea sure :

1. Extended Essay 2. Internal Assessment 3. World Literature 4. Ranjau Sepanjang Jalan

5. Mathematics Paper – Correction 6. Laureate thing (yea, I wasn’t productive this sem) 7. ToK reading

8. Maths Practice 9. A Gift of Fire

Though it seems like just 9 to do list, the process will take a long run. But still, I have time for facebook and such. I lost my productivity since I was in facebook. Shall I say that? Yes, I did like everybody else, stalking people. And I think I should put an end for that. And for the sake of my assignments maybe I should shut down for at least one week, to curb my desire of being online for nothing. I should online for something instead.

Right. Ditch that realization part. Now we move on to what happen during the second semester.

We begin with what English Department have done to us, the year one. Hewhewhew. We had this Literature Week, where my class need to participate in both book reading and poster competition. I took part in book reading where two narrator are needed to narrate a scene based on a novel we had gone through in our classes and my class did that Flowers For Algernon. There were also three others in the book reading to act anything that is related to the scene and I was one of them, to be holding the main character of the story. I don’t know why but my English teacher seems so excited with my act, even my friends say I did a good job on playing the role as Charlie. Did I went so into Charlie that moment? Did I look really Charlie-the-retard-boy in the novel? Oh, I took it as credit after all. Anyhow I enjoyed the play so much. I went to dress like I don’t know what, with borrowed shirt from Sae and my pyjama pants which was not in the plan. I was forced by Nawal and Afiqah. They were so mean! And I shall seek revenge. Nawal was sweet with skirt and the paperclips-made necklace. Afiqah and Zalikha was with their white contra black baju kurung and Radin was so Matt, Charlie’s father.

Next for the poster Najah did her good job again, designing for the poster of FFA and the product, was awesome! Printed on A3 size the poster was put on the board. Summing up both book reading and poster, our class only managed to get the second place which however was epic. English Department gave us cake for the whole class and we celebrated the victory as a class should have <3

Now, that was not the only thing English Department did to us. In order to enhance our writing skills in English, we had our penpal writing thingy which was, hurm, exciting?worrying?boring?epic?bertepuksebelahtangan? disappointing?happening?? I describe mine as hurm, exciting for the guessing game to know who your penpal really strikes your nerves. Oh ya, mentioning about penpal, for you who don’t know, it is not that the penpal from the overseas. We were ‘penpalled’ to our own collage mate, where the teacher crosses every engine students with the opposite sex, but some medic students(the unlucky ones) were crossed with the same gender (okay, I sound too Mendel’s First Law now). We were given a code for example, 178A and the penpal will have 178B and were to write letters anonymously at least once weekly, and even can write more than once weekly. There’s even a parking lot, to give a note to penpal so that they know if you have something else to say and what not. Penpals were really sweet at some time, they might melt your heart, some gave their penpal chocolates, creative letters, huge ones with a poem, so romantic what not, clue for a quest, origami flowers even a carved ring to the penpal! Oh so so kind hearted stranger! And then the revelation day came, it was awkward somehow. Haha. Mine was a guy, Muiz his name if I didn’t wrong-spelled it, I don’t know how many grammar errors and spelling mistakes I did throughout the letters I sent but nevermind he should understand my problem. I was happy writing to him, the letters though was kind of plain without decoration but was full with stories and I kinda like it much. I gave him this dried flower which was in my ITGS textbook along with the letter. HAHA. In return, I got a chocolate for which still remain uneaten. Eh no, I got that bookmark lah. Haih. Short term memory (blame this). Then it was more but let it be between me and those who know. Let us don’t spread all things happen in life into the world of internet right. We learned ITGS and we shall know what’s the consequences right? Anyhow, 178A was nice, and charming maybe. We did say hi when we meet, well, that’s the best we can do, it’s still awkward you know.

Now let us turn into something else. Urm no. Let us stop here now. I’m starting to feel dizzy. And my ‘Ranjau Sepanjang Jalan’ is calling. I guess I’ll just update later. There’s so much to tell. About classmates, whatever mate mate mate. Anyhow, to sum it up, Semester Two was packed, hectic and full of excitement.

Time flies really fast, it was like you were in 2nd January then you closed your eyes and open it again, it’s already 2nd March. That’s how we, IB on-the-way-survivor felt, mostly.

Okay. Thats all for now.