WELCOME to my new life, KEE.

It's me. This is not the first blog site that I have created since I get to know what is the true matter of blogging, but the site is really being served upon the sudden impulse to write something, that comes out from my heart. I HAVE NEVER BEEN EXPERIENCING SUCH A WRITING IMPULSE BEFORE IN THE PAST 20 YEARS. Yes, the second day of my 20 year's old days.

Well, the place, SABAH. Unfamiliar. That's all I can describe about the place. Thanks for making me so helpless when I was first arrived, Thanks for forcing me to live so independently in my own stand, Thanks for inducing me a big bunch of crazy, interesting friends, Thanks everything that I am owning now. I still remember that I can't stop grudging when I arrived at the airport, carried a big handful of goodies and luggages, sitting at the chair, waiting for the school-bus ride. And I asked myself, "DO YOU HAVE A CHOICE?" No. Packing up my luggage, packing up my parasiting-life that persists for the half-year long, packing up my "sedentary" life-style, packing up all my bad temper and sucks habits, I AM HERE. 

Two months. I can't imagine that I have been leading my own life, making every decision, spending every cents after full-consideration, doing all kinds of household-chores that I have never tried and do it before for two months. SALUTE TO MYSELF. I bet my parents are going to think the same with me too. HAHA. But the fact is, I STOOD MY LIFE UP. This may be just a peanut for you guys who used to live in their own, but indeed, I am quite impressed with myself (so unshameful to write the sentence,:P), and I am so proud of myself (just leave me alone to be self-high up to the moon,:P). 

Well, I have to admit that actually, I am looking forward to every single day, every dawn to come, not because of taking all awaiting challenges, but, to fly back home. HAHA. Useless bum. You may use the word to describe me. Indeed, I am. The pressure of assignments, culture shock, and nostalgia, FACTORS THAT ARE CONTRIBUTING TO MAKE ME URGE TO FLY BACK HOME. I always been some sort like Counsellor towards my friends, those are telling me hoe enormous are the pressures they are facing, how badly they have cried for the mark-loss in examinations, and what I've done was just told them off, and aparting all my destressing skills towards them. NOW ONLY I KNOW HOW'S THE FEELING UNDER ENORMOUS PRESSURE AND TENSION. They are killing actually. Can I manage them well? Can I escape from being attacked by this invisible demon that are surronding me? I am learning, I AM LEARNING.


The philosophy that I have created when I was idling in my room, in front of my stacks of books,
"YOU WON'T BE DEFEATED, IF THE WORD 'GIVE UP' NEVER EXISTS IN YOUR DICTIORNARY."
Stupid, isn't it? But this is the fact. That's why all of us are surviving, because we are never taught to give up.
Sometimes I will hesitate. DO I MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE TO BE A PURSUER OF MY RECENT LIFE? Do I really make the right choice for stepping on this land and fulfil my 4 years of life here? (Especially when endless assignments, tutorials, and lectures stuffed my life up) HESITATE NO MORE. Stop dreaming and start studying. FOR THE SAKE OF MYSELF.


Ok, spouting all the craps along, I have to let my mind to be ease, and starts to rush my assignments and prepare for my mid-term tests. GOOD LUCK AND ALL THE BEST, TO YOU, TO ME.