my teachers, our teachers.

This is a message I copied from here. A message from a teacher that I love so much. that had taught me not only physics, but life. and I just knew that she has moved to a different school. I’m sure, SBP Integrasi Gombak is missing her. Such a dedicated and loving teacher, no one can ever forget her. So here it is,
Assalamualaikum w.b. t.
My dear students…
I know, this sudden transfer may come as a shock to all of you
Please, do forgive me for not telling you beforehand
Even without exchanging goodbyes
I am sure that this will not be the end of the road for us
It hurts my heart to leave you, it really does
Just when we were having so much fun together
But nothing, nothing happens without a reason
I may be teaching in another school
I may be mingling with other students
But my heart will always be you
INTEGOMB will stay with me forever…
Do not consider my new school  as an enemy for you to beat
Consider it as a booster for you
To put up your efforts  even harder
And stay on top above others
Take it up as a challenge
I look forward  to see the outcome…
Best of luck to all of you
Even if I have never taught you Physics
I hope that I did teach you one thing
INTEGOMB is a school for CHAMPIONS
Your seniors have proved  it
And so shall you…
Keep it up!
Do not give up
There is still time
But do not waste it
Believe in your teachers
As they believe in you
I have my utmost faith
In all the teachers
I am sure they will lead you to even greater success
I left
Knowing that they are there
To guide you
And to protect you
So long
Till we meet again…
Puan Nor Saidah Che Hassan ( Your Former Teacher )

I shed my tears because I missed her. I missed my school. Oh by the way, another beloved teacher, cikgu Salleh also has moved. My two most favorite teachers are no longer there. But I’m sure, they will always be in the heart of the integombians (or ex-integombians). and I am very sure, SBP Integrasi Gombak will forever remain in their heart. I love you both, teachers. thank you for your kindness, thank you for being such a wonderful and amazing teachers. thank you. thank you. thank you. May Allah bless you, always.

24th March, 2011.

I want to run, far away so that no one can catch me.
I want to fly, as high as possible, to see the world from up there.
I want to sleep, and dream of my dream, that only dream can make it true.
I want to eat, as many as I can, without having to worry about weight.
I want to learn, as much as I can, but learn something that I love.

and I just want to do things that I love, with passion, with love, things that I will put my best efforts, put my heart into it.

spring break: part 1

March 11, 2011
We began our journey with du’a. praying to Allah for a safe journey for all of us in three cars. Alhamdulillah, the journey took about three and half hours and we arrived at Wisconsin at almost 12 midnight. Wisconsin was a beautiful city. Did I mentioned that I rejected the offer last year? Okay I felt a bit regret at a moment but life goes on, right? I love Iowa City better. by the way, we went to Wisconsin for a program called Islamic Spring Retreat (ISR). Well, the program was brilliant. The speakers were inspiring! the theme of the program was “Future of Islam: Are we the actors or the audience?”. Want to know more about WISR? you can click this. you can know all the informations about the speakers and a bit about the program.

March 13, 2011
We headed back to Iowa City around 4pm, before the program was over. The journey back to Iowa City was tiring. around 7.30 pm, alhamdulillah, we safely arrived at Iowa City. But some us had to rush packing stuff and cleaning ourselves to go to Des Moines, a city in Iowa. and about 8.20 pm, we started our journey to Des Moines. the journey took about 2 hours. Des Moines? no comment. I still love Iowa City.

March 14, 2011
the game began. ‘Temasya Jagoh Malaya’ was fun. I played soccer. We formed the team the night before game, before we went to bed. funny, huh? But we won first place! It was a pleasant to play with them. It was fun. I had fun. It had been two years (i guess?) since the last time I played soccer. The game that I love to watch most must be volleyball! We went to final. and the final really fight. we were against Minnesota. But no luck, we lose, just by one point. But Iowa team played excellent! The players were upset, of course. looking at their reactions and faces, it reminds me of Kasukma Kuala Nerang, when KMB lose to KMS. but they still win in our heart. The event ended at about 8pm and we headed back right after the even ended.

my spring break did not finish there. I had a one-day Chicago trip but will find a day to talk about that later. Iowa City-Madison, Wisconsin-Iowa City-Des Moines-Iowa City was a great trip. The events taught me a lot of things. there’s a malay quote, “Jauh perjalanan, luas pemandangan.”  It is totally true.

spring break, summer and mama

it’s 9pm and it’s raining outside. Forecast, the rain will not stop until tomorrow night. Oh looks like I will get wet tomorrow. Using umbrella is not my forte by the way.

oh anyways, last night I called home. As usual, talked to mama, and updated her on what’s happening around me and what will I do these days and coming spring break. and I told her about my NO PLAN during summer, before the class begins. and suddenly she said this, “balik lah.” and I was like, “mama!” haish I know my mama is missing me. haish I am missing Malaysia too. very much. so so much. and my cousin is getting married next year. not being able to attend her wedding is really frustrating. If only US-Malaysia is like Indonesia-Malaysia. Oh I wish.

By the way, I’m thinking of getting a job here. oh I mean, job after graduation. Work here for maybe 5 years before going back to my hometown. reason? I don’t know. It’s just a plan. maybe after I have my own assets, then I’ll go back home. I don’t know. again, just a thought.

oh spring break is coming. besides going to Wisconsin for an Islamic program, and volleyball at Ames, I don’t have any other plan. But sure thing, I will have to finish up my project paper and programming. dear spring, please really come. I want to see real flowers blooming beautifully. and real green trees.