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Human being would never like distressing things happen on them. A bad day, a doom’s day, a black star shining. Whatever people may call. It comes in different forms. An unendurable critic, a groundless allegation, a betrayal, a lie, a jealousy, a disappointment in relationship, a loss of trust, and the list goes on.

Responses to all these emotional setbacks? Oh, countless. It ranges from crying, complaining, giving up to committing suicide, perhaps. Different people with different personality portray different reactions.

Can we avoid it? I don’t think so. Having intelligence and emotions differ us from animals. Emotions and feelings. Apart from money, I believe those constitute the roots of evil as well, in our daily lives. No human being can escape from this. I’ve come across an article remarking even George Washington was once denounced as a "hypocrite", an "imposter", "slightly better than murderer" in the newspaper. AND, me myself, is living in a community in which you can pick gossips or critics against someone from the air. A refined person like George Washington was not given any exception. On what grounds can we expect a better score?

Is it true that we cannot avoid from getting trapped in an emotional suppression under the shadow of all these setbacks? I have a second thought.

It is a blessing in disguise. It reveals to us who are the people that you can trust, you should treasure, and you should spend your time with. I always love this saying, “the best use of life is love. The best use of love is time. The best time to love is now”. God gives us limited days on this earth. I believe one of the most important things to do in our life is to determine the people we love, the people who love us, and the people we should appreciate and treasure.

The pursuit of material and physical needs in life may drain us up. We may oversee people that are true to us and we may end up wasting time with wrong people. In fact, for me the so called ‘bad things that happen to us’ are not that bad after all. It is a shorter route for us to learn and refine the list of important people in our lives. Why wasting time mourning and groaning over the people who hurt you and not worthy of spending your time with?

Apart from that, being criticized is not that bad after all. If it is sincere and reasonable critic, accept it and we will grow better and it is definitely a gain. If it is a groundless allegation with the aim of ruining you, bear in mind that no one ever kicks a dead dog. It somehow tells you impliedly that you are accomplishing something and you are worthy of attention. People get a savage sense of satisfaction out of denouncing those who are better.

I believe that the way we think develops and defines our personality. And choose to think that unjust and unjustified criticism is a disguised compliment.

So, why make a big fuss out of it? For me, it is not that bad after all.

Nothing shapes your life more than the commitments that you choose to make. Your commitment can develop you or they can destroy you, but either way they will define you. Tell me what you are committed to, and i’ll tell you what would you be in twenty years. We become whatever we are committed to.

Today, i’ve decided to add some new stuff here.

Nope, not because it’s my passion. i’m just grabbing the very rare chance where i can actually sit down leisurely in front of the computer to do something crappy, rather than bloody boring assignments and presentations. For the past one month, i have been intensively trained as an effective and non-stop robot producing work, everyday without fail.  The worst thing is, as a student reading law, there will never be chance for you to add pictures or colours in the the work… all words… the only interesting thing u can do is to change the font size, and to italize the craps that those dead man (judges) said when they were still alive in the court… how interesting…

puting aside the quality of the work, the quantity is a real splendor. think back, i just can’t believe i’ve done them all!!! so, no matter how, it is a must to rest… and to relax… as to restore the mental and physical energy during this break.. and from that, to ensure a possibility for me to continue my academic battle in few weeks time. God bless me.

Cant really remember since when I started cultivating the passion of playing tarot card.. I knew it is fascinating, without doubt, even before I got to have a chance to get close to it. Until the day I had my own deck of cards, only then I realized it is much more enthralling than I ever expected.

Always telling myself that consulting cards for daily deeds is a childish and psychic act.. definitely not for me..  but somehow, experiences let me know in the face that the tarot card I’m playing does prove its accuracy in some ways…  and its mysterious character sparks.. I cant help myself but falling in love with it.. so naturally..

Just, love it~~

It is hard to deny the tiredness and exhaustion of conducting tuition class at night time.. the weariness is even ten folded after coming back from stressful classes at FUU.. the frustration and the helpless lethargy is always there haunting me especially a few hours before getting to the place.. occasionally i blame myself for accepting the offer of such strenous "job".. .. however, there is always a "but" out there…

It is unquestionably tiring to urge the little thing to finish her homework.. but, when she gets it done and winks at me.. there’s a feeling that i’ve completed the most meaningful and significant task in the world~~

It is undoubtedly and indescribably hard to teach the little devil a new technique of solving a mathematical question..BUT, when she grasps the knowledge, there’s a massive satisfaction that makes me feel I’m a Great person!!

It is utterly maddening when she closes up her exercise books and yells at you that "I don’t wanna learn anymore!!"… But, when i look into her weary eyes, with tears hiding inside.. i feel my hatred towards the daunting competitions among the children nowadays.. they are in a harsh and ruthless arena.. It is even more stressful and taxing than the competition in FUU…

I like her, the nine year old angel…  i have the feeling that i am learning together with her, growing together with her.. she’s absolutely a sweet darling…

and today, she learnt how springs work..  It’s just so lovely to watch her demostration..  stretching, twisting, squeezing, bending and releasing a pressed spring!! =)

Proudly introduce my little anger, Musfirah~~~

Time flies…that’s awfully true..

Juniors started flooding in UKM campus today… only then i realised that i’m stepping into third year… Third Year.. unbelievable… it is still fresh in my mind how i percieved the Third year students as "respectable", "matured"… "older" seniors when i was still an innocent first year junior. OMG…. now it would be my turn to be fit with those descriptions…

Any ladies out there who feel exactly the same as me? Reliable scientific research shows that upon reaching the age of 25, women cannot run away from the increasing skin problems… the "emergence" of scary wrinkles…. damn…. that’s an incoming threat…. a big one………..

two more years to go……………..