Showing posts with label campus life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label campus life. Show all posts
Thursday, November 3, 2011
cuz life is busy and writing in blog takes time so i'll just pop up some random thoughts
ever felt like you're being appreciated for your real ability instead of your additional talents? for example, just cuz you're good with computers, people want you to be in their research group solely cuz you're expected to handle computer stuffs, when what you really want to do is linguistics analysis. these recent few weeks, i feel truly appreciated, for what i can do and much much more than that. my lecturer knows what i am good at, and sure sometimes the task seems impossible at times, but she hasn't stop encouraging ever since.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
It's been er...
A month already? A full month since my last post? Wow...well, what can I say. To try to write as much as I can is as hard as to try to eat as little as I can. Ha ha ha. See? They're both troubles to me. Eating and writing. But those trouble I adore, and adore will I be unto them.
Lots of things changed this month. No, between 9th July and 10th August. Firstly, I moved to a place closer to campus. I left my old house with a scar as big as the scratch on my fridge that those two movers did while lifting it. Damn I love my white fridge! Oh, sorry, I digress. Sometimes.
Secondly, living closer to the campus (or may I say, smacked right in the middle of KL city chaos), I feel a little different. Ok. No. Big major Big Ben Clock Tower different. THAT big, ok? Mostly, the azan sounds a bit farther in the distance here, even though we have two mosques. One attached to UM, the other one near TNB building.
I have to say this. The first thing that I look for when I move in to a new place is whether the call of prayer (azzan) is audible. Why? I hate having to turn on my laptop whenever I want to hear the muezzin calling us all to pray. So far, I have to like, really really pay attention, then only I will hear the azzan clearly. Never mind, at least it's audible.
What I like the most about this new place is that I can reach the campus in 15mins. 10 mins if I can find the taxi waiting in front of the building!
Whatever it is, I feel glad that I am now just a stone's throw from campus. Compared to the house in Kota Damansara, it takes exactly 1 hour to get to the campus, minus waiting time!
So yeah, I'm glad. And today I went to the faculty office with a heavy heart, only to return with giddy feelings! First of all, I manage to get a letter which is really important for my study leave. Next, the nice Kak Suri at the office gladly printed my PSD* form of which I thought I could never get it settled today! Then, while the Deputy Dean of Research Dr Jawakhir signing my form, she suddenly called out from her office (I was at a settee near her office door) "You're really good aren't you? You took three hardcore papers, and you managed to get As on all of them". I feel it's quite rude to speak without facing her, so I went to her office.
Me: Yes Dr?
DJ: I said your exam result is very good. Why don't you join us?
Me: Join you, Dr? But I'm bounded by the government scholarship.
DJ: That's what I'm saying. Why don't you leave the scholarship and come work with us. We could use a good generation of staffs like you.
Me: Well, to tell you the truth I have this oath I made a few years back, to give my service to UniSZA for 4-5 years, as a gift for changing my life when I did my diploma.
DJ: Well, I'm saying that you have a choice here. You can come and join us.
Now what do you say to that kind of offer? ME? I feel great. GREAT. I feel appreciated. I feel like those times I studied while having dizzy head because of the medication I ha d to swallow paid it all. I feel the effort of my mother spending a week sleeping on the floor of the UM Medical Centre was not wasted. I feel...calm.
I don't know where I get the will, but I do know that all the hardships will pay off someday. About the offer, well, I am still undecided. I want to stay loyal to my oath. Let's see. After 4 years paying off my duty for 2 years of study leave, I will take a leap, to see the world outside. To stay true to my profession.
Wish me well, dear friends.
* an academic performance form you must fill in for the purpose of tracking your performance while study leave, to be submitted to the Ministry of Higher Education
Lots of things changed this month. No, between 9th July and 10th August. Firstly, I moved to a place closer to campus. I left my old house with a scar as big as the scratch on my fridge that those two movers did while lifting it. Damn I love my white fridge! Oh, sorry, I digress. Sometimes.
Secondly, living closer to the campus (or may I say, smacked right in the middle of KL city chaos), I feel a little different. Ok. No. Big major Big Ben Clock Tower different. THAT big, ok? Mostly, the azan sounds a bit farther in the distance here, even though we have two mosques. One attached to UM, the other one near TNB building.
I have to say this. The first thing that I look for when I move in to a new place is whether the call of prayer (azzan) is audible. Why? I hate having to turn on my laptop whenever I want to hear the muezzin calling us all to pray. So far, I have to like, really really pay attention, then only I will hear the azzan clearly. Never mind, at least it's audible.
What I like the most about this new place is that I can reach the campus in 15mins. 10 mins if I can find the taxi waiting in front of the building!
Whatever it is, I feel glad that I am now just a stone's throw from campus. Compared to the house in Kota Damansara, it takes exactly 1 hour to get to the campus, minus waiting time!
So yeah, I'm glad. And today I went to the faculty office with a heavy heart, only to return with giddy feelings! First of all, I manage to get a letter which is really important for my study leave. Next, the nice Kak Suri at the office gladly printed my PSD* form of which I thought I could never get it settled today! Then, while the Deputy Dean of Research Dr Jawakhir signing my form, she suddenly called out from her office (I was at a settee near her office door) "You're really good aren't you? You took three hardcore papers, and you managed to get As on all of them". I feel it's quite rude to speak without facing her, so I went to her office.
Me: Yes Dr?
DJ: I said your exam result is very good. Why don't you join us?
Me: Join you, Dr? But I'm bounded by the government scholarship.
DJ: That's what I'm saying. Why don't you leave the scholarship and come work with us. We could use a good generation of staffs like you.
Me: Well, to tell you the truth I have this oath I made a few years back, to give my service to UniSZA for 4-5 years, as a gift for changing my life when I did my diploma.
DJ: Well, I'm saying that you have a choice here. You can come and join us.
Now what do you say to that kind of offer? ME? I feel great. GREAT. I feel appreciated. I feel like those times I studied while having dizzy head because of the medication I ha d to swallow paid it all. I feel the effort of my mother spending a week sleeping on the floor of the UM Medical Centre was not wasted. I feel...calm.
I don't know where I get the will, but I do know that all the hardships will pay off someday. About the offer, well, I am still undecided. I want to stay loyal to my oath. Let's see. After 4 years paying off my duty for 2 years of study leave, I will take a leap, to see the world outside. To stay true to my profession.
Wish me well, dear friends.
* an academic performance form you must fill in for the purpose of tracking your performance while study leave, to be submitted to the Ministry of Higher Education
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