I wasn't able to write any post lately because I was sitting for my final examination for the foundation course. We started early, so we ended early. And now we had to wait until the semester holiday since the institute does not allow us to go back to our hometown although there's not much thing we can do here. Well, we have to accept it no matter what because there's no other choice can be made.
Anyway, my post this time is not about that, really. Since the "examination season" is everywhere in the country, I am sure that most of my friends are still struggling to revise the notes and recalling all the knowledge they have gained all this while.
And so, I would like to express my wish which comes truly from my heart to everyone whom I know and who knows me, especially those who are close to my heart, that had seated or are seating or will sit for any type of examination;
ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR EXAMINATION!!
I would love to tag some names here, for they are the people I personally want to dedicate this Good Luck post. I hope those who are not listed will not feel offended. Peace! ~;)
They are:
1. Mohd Syafiq Syahmi 2. Izzati Mat Zin 3. Nur Shahirah Roslan 4. Nadia Ishak 5. Nur Fatin Izzati 6. Siti Aminah 7. Noor Atikah 8. Azlan Ariff 9. Anwar Hadi 10. Christopher Lim
An article that I found very interesting, because it is very related to me! Have a careful read, please. I know it is quite wordy.
Procrastination
“Procrastination is the thief of time.” - Edward Young (1683-1765)
Characteristics
The procrastinator is often remarkably optimistic about his ability to complete a task on a tight deadline; this is usually accompanied by expressions of reassurance that everything is under control. (Therefore, there is no need to start.) For example, he may estimate that a paper will take only five days to write; he has fifteen days; there is plenty of time; no need to start. Lulled by a false sense of security, time passes. At some point, he crosses over an imaginary starting time and suddenly realizes, "Oh no! - I am not in control! There isn't enough time!”
At this point, considerable effort is directed towards completing the task, and work progresses. This sudden spurt of energy is the source of the erroneous feeling that “I only work well under pressure.” Actually, at this point you are making progress only because you haven't any choice. Your back is against the wall and there are no alternatives. Progress is being made, but you have lost your freedom.
Barely completed in time, the paper may actually earn a fairly good grade; whereupon the student experiences mixed feelings: pride of accomplishment (sort-of), scorn for the professor who cannot recognize substandard work, and guilt for getting an undeserved grade. But the net result is reinforcement: the procrastinator is rewarded positively for his poor behavior. (“Look what a decent grade I got after all!”) As a result, the counterproductive behavior is repeated over and over again.
Positive reinforcement for delay (a good grade) is a principal contributor to continued procrastination.
Other Characteristics
Low Self-Confidence - The procrastinator may struggle with feelings of low self-confidence and low self-esteem. He may insist upon a high level of performance even though he may feel inadequate or incapable of actually achieving that level.
I'm Too Busy - Procrastination may be used to call attention to how busy he is. “Obviously I cannot do such and such because my affairs are so complicated and so demanding. That is why I am late, etc.” The procrastinator may even spend considerable time justifying his reasons, time that could be spent doing the work.
Stubbornness - Procrastination may be used as an expression of stubbornness or pride: “Don't think you can push me around. I will do it when I'm good and ready.”
Manipulation - Procrastination may be used to control or manipulate the behavior of others. “They cannot start if I am not there.” Let's face it: deliberate delay drives others crazy.
Coping with Pressures - Procrastination is often truly difficult to eradicate since the delay behavior has become a method of coping with day-to-day pressures and experiences. Obviously if one is cured, others will put new demands and expectations upon you. It's easier to have an excuse, to delay, to put off.
A Frustrated Victim - The procrastinator often feels like a victim: he cannot understand his behavior or why he cannot get work done like others. The whole thing is a frustrating mystery. The reasons for his behavior are hidden from him.
Final Examination : 26th October - 29th October 2009 Subjects : Language Description, Language Development, English Studies and Social Studies.
I'm indeed worried for the problem of critique that exists within myself.
I have done so many assignments so far, but it seems like my writings are still not up to the level I should be right now, well, as an English student. The reason why I am worried, not because of the final examination that's just around the corner, but because I am not critical and I haven't done anything yet to correct the situation. I don't even know what to do!
When Ms Choong Ching Ching, our English Studies lecturer told me that my reflection for The Merchant of Venice dramatization is well-written (no intention to be proud of it) and she liked it, I felt very relieved and happy. But then, as I found out that my total assignment mark is only **.5, I felt so down because I didn't achieve my target.
For your information, I was influenced by my old friend, who always got 90 and above for all her papers during secondary school years, but still, not satisfied at all. It doesn't mean that she wasn't grateful, she just wanted for the best, so getting 99 marks won't make her contented.
The same goes to me to, but not that serious. :)
Frankly, I am totally disappointed with my own self! The reasons? Here I list them:
I am a last minute student. I do everything - almost everything - on the last minutes. To admit the truth, I am a procrastinator.
I am not a hardworking person. People - my friends especially - put me in a framework of high expectation, believing that I am such a thorough person who does and completes her works excellently. I'm not such person.
I am into self-study because I am less effective in group study. That makes me a loner at times, what's more I'll sit for the examination in less than 2 weeks. Procrastinator, remember? You know what, I'll definitely sit in my room and revise by myself, if I don't consider to have group study.
Hurm. No idea what to write for the next reasons. See? So uncritical.
I better stop before they send me to the ICU for this critical disease.
Oh ya, don't forget to leave comments on what I should do to resolve this conflict. Thanks a lot. :)
Tonight is not my night i shouldn't be here, but i already am nothing can be done except longing for the feeling of bliss and happiness.
Never in my mind i would undergo such a feeling, of torment when great tomorrow sounds stale tonight i won't sleep - never - till the eyes of hope wink to mine.
Yes, i want to cry and i am going to but whose shoulder should i cry on? when everyone seems to see only themselves and i, myself - my own shoulder, could i?
Thus let these tears fall unnoticed though the corrosion may tear my heart up and leave it in pieces
Well, that's his Yahoo Messenger ID. He's someone mysterious you might not know. Mystique, right? And I'm learning him, still learning. It's not easy to know and understand someone without deep conversations, isn't it?
Why you write about him?
Oh, the reason? Hm.. It's actually a request I got, a special request, that is by writing this special post about that very person. Special, huh? AND, and, and, and as this post is about him and him only, I hope that nobody would be jealous. Okay? XD
I know all of you are wondering, who's that?
Yea, who's that, TQ?
Okay, let me briefly introduce him. The name of the lucky handsome guy is S.Syahmi (not full name). Will be turning 20 this November 10, he lives in Cheras and currently studying in Universiti Pertahanan Nasional Malaysia (UPNM), Sungai Besi. He loves literature very much I guess, that he wrote so many poems both in Malay and English. I admire his works very much (as much as I admire the writer ;P), as they convey unique messages that come truly from his heart. I'm not joking, really. He even indirectly influences me to write poems. Now I believe that writing is the best way to voice our thoughts and feelings out. The words you write (or type) are actually listening to your heart, and they bring your whatever messages to those who read what you wrote and understand them. Beautiful, isn't is?
Initially, I don't know what should be written in this post. But after a long thought, an idea came across my mind. What if I dedicate one of my favourite video clip of a song to him? Maybe that won't do, but I really do hope you would not mind about that, would you S.Syahmi? :P
This is a song sung by Atilia, Angel. Also from the movie TalenTime. Enjoy the song. :)
As I reread this post, I noticed that a video clip only will never do. Why?
Because he's a poet. :D
And so, I would love to dedicate a poem, written by me, to make this post a special post ever (is that possible?).
Sensationally Amazing
Dawn
Freezing mist glances at the sky
Bluish but not so blue, how are you?
Delayed sun still sleeping,
Holding on the walking time
Yawning, moon blew a good morning kiss
And blankets itself among the stars.
Morning
Good day everyone, says the scintillating sun
Sheen eyes of him sparkles complete zest
Welcoming nature to bask in the light
Picturesquely, hillsides disclose blooming clouds
Twittering canaries sing the song of love
Green voices harmonize the chorus
What a blissfully happy family.
Yes, what a thing!
Why don't dawn stay when morning steps in
Is something I would say, sensationally amazing?
Well, that's it. Er, maybe the poem doesn't really suit what I think this very moment, but again, I hope that it'll be enough to satisfy you, Mr. S.Syahmi. If that won't do, please tell me so that I can improve on it. :)
This song and the lyrics profoundly touch my heart.
Written by Pete Teo and sang by him and also Aizat, this song is the soundtrack of the TalenTime movie. The Malay version is "Pergi", but I prefer the English version 10 times more. Check it out, it may touch yours too. :)
I Go
So long, fare thee well The dancer and the dancing days have taken leave and fell So turn down this bed of stone Quench me with the deadly nightshade from the rose that you belong
chorus:
The long December rain is falling now Running down on streets to nowhere Music is my life You're my sweetest nightingale But I can't hear it here no more
And I go... I go...
Hush now, don't shake or break Words have fallen silent like soldiers to the grave No matter what they do or say Lay me on the sleepy meadows by the tracks upon your face
- Words & Music By Pete Teo. All rights reserved 2008
Just want to be somebody. Need to think more about that. Have been thinking for a long time. Undecided. Being in the middle of surrounding choices.
Time is time. Has nothing to do with that. Feelings are feelings. Convey messages of the heart. Choice is choice. Choose and be stressed. People are people. Don't change much.
My Fujitsu-Siemens old laptop had broken down on 28 August, which was during the school holiday.
I was attempting to send my English Studies assignment - a newspaper front page article that I had just finished that very evening after I spent the whole day sitting in front of the laptop and got nagged by my mum who said that I had been sitting there too long (it was true anyway) - to Dee, my group member when suddenly the laptop stuck and the cursor couldn't move at all. After several minutes looking at the still screen, I decided to press the power button to shut it down. Sometimes it was common for the laptop to be like that and it usually recovered itself - it used to, as what I remembered.
The laptop did shut down this time, but as the power button was pressed for the second time to turn it on, the laptop couldn't start as what I expected it to be.
When several attempts failed, I knew that there's something wrong with the laptop. It had broken down! I was so worried about the article because I hadn't any chance to save it in the pendrive nor send it via email to Dee. (Well, I blame the slow internet connection I at home for that.) It seemed that I had to rewrite the article and I had no notes or drafts on it except for few scribbles. That was "awesome", I thought.
I sms-ed Izzaty, another group member who reminded me to send the article to her that day to tell that my laptop was broken down and I need more time to write a new one. Fortunately she accepted that reason. (She might think that I was making up story to excuse myself.)
I told my mum - unwillingly because she would definitely give me another free lecture for not shutting down the laptop for the whole day and resulting in the damage of it. Of course she did, but it was shorter than I thought it would. I suddenly felt cold and feeling unwell, and told my sisters about it. Shida, 15, said to me: "Ko ni macam dalam citer Pusaran je.. Bile laptop tu rosak, ko pun sakit skali.." I denied it but deep in my heart, I thought it may be true.
So, that day went on with me not knowing what to do, getting so bored plus having feelings that I'm getting a fever. I changed my routine for the next few days before the holiday's over as I keep myself in my room, sleeping for almost the whole day. The laptop stayed where it was because I didn't ask my dad to get me and the lappy to the computer shop.
The second day of the boredom time zone, I wore my cardigan (it was so cold). Half-lying on the bed, I took a pen and a book, and started jotting down words for my critical analysis - another ES assignment. My sisters who were also on the queen-sized bed looked at me and made fun of me. Nisah, 21, said: "Tengok tu, tiqah tengah tulis wasiat.. Die kan sakit..*laughing* Weh Tiqah, jangan lupe masukkan name aku skali tau.." I pulled a face and laughed along with them, and then continued doing my work. Then after a while, I overheard that she wanted to go out to the bazaar. I remembered that Atiyah (Tyra) asked me to bank-in some money from the Project I account for her to be used as modal to buy some scarfs to be sold.
I quickly said to Nisah: "Nisah, nanti ko tolong aku bank-in duit kat Maybank bleh? Nak kene bank-in kat akaun kawan aku."
"Amboi, kat kawan die bagi duit, aku ni die tak bagi pun.. Letakla skali name kau dlam wasiat ko tu.. Hahaha..."
"Ade ke.. Tu bukan duit aku, nak bagi kat ko watpe.."
Then I messaged Ati to ask her her account number. But as she replied that it's OK and asked me to give the money to her after the holiday, I cancelled what I asked my sister earlier.
For the next several days, I changed my interest to my hand phone which I had ignored for such a long time but it didn't work, so I kept myself busy with the homeworks. To finish the works assigned to me, I borrowed my mum's laptop - fortunately she is a teacher and she owns one - and quickly saved my work in a pendrive and kept the laptop back as soon as I did what I need to do with the laptop because my mum had started her lecture as I used it more that 5 hours. She claimed that the laptop would get damaged, but eventually it didn't.
The laptop was sent to a shop not too far from my house and they had to change the damaged hard disk. So all my files in the hard disk couldn't be saved and I cried all day long because of it. Just joking. I won't cry for that.
And then I had to live without laptop and also without internet for a week. I thought I might die, but in the end, I am still alive and still can type this post out.
Last Friday, my parents were so generous to come to Penang and send the laptop to me, without telling me that they're coming. I said that I didn't think that I would be able to do my works at home because my studying mood varies by place and there's a lot of works to be done. They said it's okay and we'd just go for a shopping in Carrefour Seberang Perai. We went there and then I went back to hostel by myself. It sounds simple, but I feel that it wasn't that simple. I have to pay RM220 to my mum for the laptop, but thanks to KRS uniform which I already paid for it, my money won't be enough for me to survive this month if I pay her by then. So, after raya le jawabnye.
Now, this about-6-year-old laptop that was given to me by my eldest brother is still being used. Thank God, I still have a laptop to be used.
Oh ya, you might be saying, "What kind of brand was it? Fujitsu Siemens? I haven't heard about if before."
Of course. It was bought made and bought in Germany.
