old and new

Hye again..

Frankly speaking, I really don't know what to write on this week. I'm bloody empty with ideas. pity me. so, I went online and ting! I got an idea. Why not, I write something about picture. Ok, I'm not fond of writing a review( I'm totally bad at it), but that's the best I can come out with!

I found this picture on Devian Art. I forgot to look at the name of the photographer and I'm so lazy to google again. Sorry, mr/miss photographer.

what I can see from this picture is the difference in thought. Modern and Classic which are reflected by the building and the woman. The castle(I guess) is showing how strong it can stand in this new world which is full of technology and pollution everywhere these feet would carry. It's not even feel awkward when surrounded by this new air, instead it looks better and has it's own charisma that we can't say in words. I found that old building is something that should not be forgotten. Some people can't see the beauty that lie beneath the rock and the 100 years old woods. Speaking about appreaciating the old one, from the woman perspective, I can see that there's still someone out there who has the same thought as I am. Never neglect the old, keep, care and love them as the new one. She is enjoying the fresh environment. Sitting near the castle giving her a new life. She can smile even though there are so many issues in today's world.

My objective of writing this opinion is to evoke my thought and to appreciate art. It's kind of fun doing this.

That's all for now..

THANK YOU..

P/S: art is a reflection of life..

the best

I still remember the first day I walked in the cold new land. Alone. I didn’t with whom I can dependent on after all my strengths had gone to their own world. They were far away from my horizon. For some times, I had been thinking whether I can survive in this place. A hand grabbed me one day, gave me her beautiful smile and shared everything in the world with me since then.

we were just finished CHEMISTRY PAPER(SPM '07)

We walked together in every way we took and never forgot about each other, more than a lover. She never let me cry alone and always give me strength to stand up again. Yes, she’s my strength now. Everyone in the school can see how close we were and always labelled us as the lesbians. That made us closer each second, each minute, each hour, each day, each month, and each year.

Gossips on boys, seniors and teachers were our normal hobbies. Watching the cute seniors from the class windows was our routines. Talking on the phone for 1 hour until the bills rose up to RM100++ even though we didn’t actually have the specific idea what to talk on.

on our graduation day

How I miss all the moments with her. Funny moments. Cute moments. And not to forget, the bad ones.

Now, we are so far apart. Still the light is there because I know she will always be there for me if I need her. So, do I. I still need her shoulder when I weak. I still want to share every little thing with her. I miss her so much. And today(10th April), it’s her birthday. I can’t celebrate it with her like we used to do. I miss her so much. I feel like going to her place this second. I MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY!!!

Last Wednesday, she sent me these two cute messages to tell me how much she misses me right now. I MISS YOU TOO,GURLFREN! I think she’s a bit stress this week because she’s going to have her final exam next week. This reminds of the time when we were having our PMR and SPM during our school years. We studied together and I always scolded her because she’s so stubborn. That’s the way of me showing my love ,babe. Thank God, both of us are now in a good track and I always pray for the best for her.

HAPPY BITHDAY, GURLFREN. I WISH YOU WILL HAVE A GOOD RESULT FOR YOUR FINAL EXAM AND CAN BE THE BEST MARINE BIOLOGIST ONE DAY. INSYAALLAH. DON’T EVER DARE TO FORGET ABOUT ME, OK? MAY ALLAH GIVE HIS BLESS TO YOU IN EVERYTHING THAT YOU WANT TO DO. I LOVE YOU,FOREVER.=)

p/s I MISS MY PARENTS AND CATS TOO

ACA-nomics

I don't actually good at writing an academic journal which full of those pretentious words, I think. Here goes the role of my beloved thesaurus. I think I'm not going to write fully 'academic'. I try..

My journal for this week will be examined on education. To be precise, it's about someone who had cherished my Economics world. To be honest, I never liked Economics last year. I H-A-T-E IT!!! In fact, Economics WAS the NESCAFE time not only for me, but for the whole class. To addapt with the new subject was not a pleasent experience for me and I feel sorry for the lecturer because he/she tried so hard to make us understand. Result, a failure.

This year, we were hoping for a new, fresh lecturer who can knock our head with all the theories of Economics. On the first class, we met her. She had shown a good signal when she started the class with activities that made us enjoyed applying our Economics knowledge( even though it's not so much compared to what we should know). From that time, we don't need any NESCAFE and felt so fresh during the class. She just knew how to tackle her students and made everything simple and easy. Economics text are not two or three lines but pages and pages. To make it worse, the languages are not English at all( not literally).

Three months of pleasure have passed and we still imagined ourselves in the class with her. On one fine sunny day, she told us that she is no longer going to be teaching us Economics. She has been promoted by the National Bank. We can hear the thunder in our hearts. We are already in a good track, and now she's leaving us. In fact, she's already gone.

You don't how much we appreciate you, miss. You made me love the bussines cycles, the principles, the head cracking graphs and datas. Now, you are gone. Thank you so much for everything. THANK YOU, MISS JESRINA.

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P/S: THANK YOU TO YOU TOO,MR DERICK