Post A levels
Its been a really, really long absence from writing mostly because I dont have the time. Time is scarce and essential. Time is the most priceless thing you can ever think off and at times like this, we wish a day could be 48 hours. Looking at the surprisingly overwhelming number of pageviews to my blog the past three weeks, I am deeply sorry to all of you that are expecting a blog post anytime soon and you have my respect for waiting patiently (I hope) for this one.
Life goes on as everyone says. After results day, frankly I was a little disappointed with mine. Honestly thought I could snag easily a scholarship to ease my parent's financial load but at least Alhamdulillah, my grades are enough to enter most courses in all the local universities. My GP teacher left me with a powerful message, her last famous words, "I know you could have done even better but also remember, you could have done a lot, lot worst. Remember where you came from first". No one actually knows how I did for my preliminary examinations, its kind of sad really. I'll bet most of my TJ friends would think I had done well better than my peers or at least the average. I've kept this inside, the pain of seeing my own preliminary results: mostly Us and Ss. Even my family thinks I was doing well. No one actually bothered to know... but that is the past. I had over 50 points grade improvement, and praise be to our Lord, I truly enjoyed mugging leisurely in school. With ample time to pray (with sunat hajats), unlimited amount of food bought from across, great company popping by every once in a awhile and the refreshing break of walking around the school emptying my mind. You'll never get something like this anymore ever.
I could talk all I wanted about NS, the 2 year mandatory conscription to serve our nation in the army, police or SCDF but I've been around people long enough to know that most people who have yet or wont be enlisting would feel very left out. Nevertheless, I'd sum it up in 3 words, "Be A Man". This is where most boys mature and emerge as independent capable human beings. This is where we appreciate the value of life.
My university applications have been a torrid. I've been trying to apply for as much scholarships but the problem is that I didn't want to bother any teachers to write up my appraisals. Hopefully, one of them might hit jackpot. I should by right be eligible for the double degree programmes in NTU but my passion lies in international policy-making and management. Nevertheless, what matters more is getting the right courses in the short amount of time given. To those out there unsure of what to choose, trust me, the course you take leads differently to the job you would be having. May your passion bring you to greater heights. Man jadda waJada. Dont Give up in your dreams.
Life goes on as everyone says. After results day, frankly I was a little disappointed with mine. Honestly thought I could snag easily a scholarship to ease my parent's financial load but at least Alhamdulillah, my grades are enough to enter most courses in all the local universities. My GP teacher left me with a powerful message, her last famous words, "I know you could have done even better but also remember, you could have done a lot, lot worst. Remember where you came from first". No one actually knows how I did for my preliminary examinations, its kind of sad really. I'll bet most of my TJ friends would think I had done well better than my peers or at least the average. I've kept this inside, the pain of seeing my own preliminary results: mostly Us and Ss. Even my family thinks I was doing well. No one actually bothered to know... but that is the past. I had over 50 points grade improvement, and praise be to our Lord, I truly enjoyed mugging leisurely in school. With ample time to pray (with sunat hajats), unlimited amount of food bought from across, great company popping by every once in a awhile and the refreshing break of walking around the school emptying my mind. You'll never get something like this anymore ever.
I could talk all I wanted about NS, the 2 year mandatory conscription to serve our nation in the army, police or SCDF but I've been around people long enough to know that most people who have yet or wont be enlisting would feel very left out. Nevertheless, I'd sum it up in 3 words, "Be A Man". This is where most boys mature and emerge as independent capable human beings. This is where we appreciate the value of life.
My university applications have been a torrid. I've been trying to apply for as much scholarships but the problem is that I didn't want to bother any teachers to write up my appraisals. Hopefully, one of them might hit jackpot. I should by right be eligible for the double degree programmes in NTU but my passion lies in international policy-making and management. Nevertheless, what matters more is getting the right courses in the short amount of time given. To those out there unsure of what to choose, trust me, the course you take leads differently to the job you would be having. May your passion bring you to greater heights. Man jadda waJada. Dont Give up in your dreams.
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