Huh~~ after a long two weeks of struggling and burning my midnight oil, all my assignments are finally done !!!!!! Today--Monday is the day that I announced myself free from assignments and presentation, muahahahaha ~~~
I got up around 8.15am this morning and was going to meet my group members to final up our last assignments--human resource. Made myself a cup of milo and some bread for bfast and off I went to school library. Editing the assignment is the hardest job in assignment part, but luckily raymond is doing it this time, hehe XD
I've done the editing job for our sales and marketing report. IT'S SUFFERING !!! I have no idea how many brains cells had died in my head trying to figure out and completing the whole report thing. From preparing the cover sheet, changing the fonts, editing useless parts until checking the grammar mistakes. =.=ll, am I becoming the english teacher already??
Well, I suppose they look high at me because they trust my english level, but hey guys, my languange is not that good that you guys thought. Havent I told you that I'm not the best in my class in high school??
Hmmm, anyway all the hard jobs are over now. It's time to reward us now^^
Hurray !!!! holiday time !!!!!
MALAYSIA, I'M COMING !!!!!!
I've been longing to go back Ipoh for ages. Miss the food, miss the place and most importantly miss the people there~~ My friends and family are all there waiting for me to go back, hehe =]
At first I thought I wouldnt have miss home so much because I'm consider kinda out going back there. But after a few months, Im starting to miss everything~~ even my bed and room... But the weirdest part is now I'm use to everything already. I've controlled and turned my miss towards everything that happens here. It's sort of a kind of release and freedom to me.
I've adapted the lifes here and I want to move forward. I can start to feel what is life about. The things you're involved, the people you meet and the way you manage your own everyday life. Thats part of growing up. I dont want to stay in the same spot and just keep looking back how good the past times are. Until last year I have my parents beside me to make all the decisions. I dont have to worry anything like a child who sleeps soundly in the baby cot. I start to feel like it's time to change, I'm growing up here and have to learn to be independent in which is the main reason my parents sent me here.
If you ask me do I still want to come back if I had the second chance. I would answer no doubt: 'I will.' The reason is simple.
I want to move on.
I got up around 8.15am this morning and was going to meet my group members to final up our last assignments--human resource. Made myself a cup of milo and some bread for bfast and off I went to school library. Editing the assignment is the hardest job in assignment part, but luckily raymond is doing it this time, hehe XD
I've done the editing job for our sales and marketing report. IT'S SUFFERING !!! I have no idea how many brains cells had died in my head trying to figure out and completing the whole report thing. From preparing the cover sheet, changing the fonts, editing useless parts until checking the grammar mistakes. =.=ll, am I becoming the english teacher already??
Well, I suppose they look high at me because they trust my english level, but hey guys, my languange is not that good that you guys thought. Havent I told you that I'm not the best in my class in high school??
Hmmm, anyway all the hard jobs are over now. It's time to reward us now^^
Hurray !!!! holiday time !!!!!
MALAYSIA, I'M COMING !!!!!!
I've been longing to go back Ipoh for ages. Miss the food, miss the place and most importantly miss the people there~~ My friends and family are all there waiting for me to go back, hehe =]
At first I thought I wouldnt have miss home so much because I'm consider kinda out going back there. But after a few months, Im starting to miss everything~~ even my bed and room... But the weirdest part is now I'm use to everything already. I've controlled and turned my miss towards everything that happens here. It's sort of a kind of release and freedom to me.
I've adapted the lifes here and I want to move forward. I can start to feel what is life about. The things you're involved, the people you meet and the way you manage your own everyday life. Thats part of growing up. I dont want to stay in the same spot and just keep looking back how good the past times are. Until last year I have my parents beside me to make all the decisions. I dont have to worry anything like a child who sleeps soundly in the baby cot. I start to feel like it's time to change, I'm growing up here and have to learn to be independent in which is the main reason my parents sent me here.
If you ask me do I still want to come back if I had the second chance. I would answer no doubt: 'I will.' The reason is simple.
I want to move on.
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