; Getting on the track .

Salam people.

At least I am in the class now, searching over and over about my TOK subject. "Does emotions bring you the knowledge?" Well, in every aspect, I presumed, it is a definite yes. Lets forget about what TOK is for a minute.

Blending myself again into the study mode and overall, the starting atmosphere seems to be okay - just okay. Looking forward to a new excitement. Somehow, day by day, I feel the irrelevant world I am in. The people becoming more boring and yeah, typical things happen. It's a routine, when you can out of your bed, you put pit your ass on the chair, listen, discover. Then you get back, you study again. And I bet, you don't want to read any litany of my complains.

I talk a lot, I know, I don't care. I can be really quiet in some circle of social. In any tolerance, seriously (mind if I use a bit of bad words here?) I don't give a shit of any some of the casual conversation. As a matter of fact, I am not being rude or what you are labelling a person as a ignorant or worse. However, I get bored too easily, and distracted with just one pinch of stories. Get that? Okay, irrelevant much. Forget it.

Okay, the bad side of me is revealing. I do realize in that. Why should I be hypocrite in front of them. I am in the process of learning. I am giving out my opinions, I get truly get bored and seriously pissed off, when, the teachers (especially TOK, and English) asked a rhetorical question. They have the chance to speak out, to stand on their own point, but in a way, they just keep it silent. And I am becoming one of them. And that was what happened during the TOK class yesterday. I had my point, but, sheesh, the class awkwardness just brings me the "AM I SAYING THE RIGHT THINGS" Because, in TOK, there is NO right or wrong. You decide why, and you tell how.

Whatever. I was dumbfounded.

One more issue to come out soon. I love USRAH. That is my track :)

Deeb is superLADY!

; Start new. Forget the past.

I'm an adventurer, looking for treasure

Salam,

I never realized that I have the ability to change something. Even the matter is kind of hard at first, it's never impossible. I tried, I failed. BUT, proudly say, I NEVER GIVE UP. I stand back, look upon myself, and reflect.

Perhaps, yes, I was too afraid to lose the hope. And being psycho-ed by my environment in which it was a foolish step. They were just around me acting by their own actions. They are the constant variable that could not give any impact in me. Semester 1 had taught me, about my own personal legend. What is my legend that I have to build up in a way to achieve what I am destined to. Well, its not about just life you are heading towards. More than that.

Stepping into 2010, really amuse me. There are lot more to come. Semester 2, the placement semester. I want UK so much. I know, it is hard. Never say its easy. IB is really messing up with me, and know one thing. I hate mess. So, what I am going to do is clean up this mess, and put it in my charge. Say anything. You rather be sorry.

I am a fighter. A real tough fighter. What makes the other better than me? Ah, maybe because they have their own personal legend. They have their point of turning the life to something more thoughtful. I see the world, in my own image. Not one which everyone could see it. I realized one thing. Sometimes, we are afraid, too afraid of losing something in our life. However, we never realize that loss may be the one the path that prepared by Allah for us to follow.

Guess, I need not list what my 2010 resolutions. Let it be my inner ink. For sure. I'll do it .

InsyaAllah.

Kakak Zaimah kata "Kata TAK BOLEH pada cinta seorang lelaki, bukan JANGAN"

Thanks, it actually hit me.

Semangat baru, takkan pudar. Deeb :)