I’ve been losing sleep these past few
weeks. I didn’t sleep well. Having a hard time to even close my eyes and
floating to dreamland. Compared to last semesters I set my sleep time. I would
sleep exactly at 12.00 o’clock or even earlier than that. But now, I’m in such
a mess. My sleep time is out of nowhere, my bedroom looks like the 90’s
bookstores. Sometimes when I slept, I accidently kicked the books at the sides.
My bedroom doesn’t exactly what I wanted to call it as ‘bedroom’. Bedroom is
supposed to have a relaxing feeling once you lay on the pillow without thinking
any other works to finish by the time you wake up in the morning.
Still, my life has been challenging.
Submitting the assignments within the
dateline, made viva slides for supervisor, packing some books and clothes,
searching for homestay for family aaand our apartment was running out of water
one day before my family came. But I took it well. Except for one time I lashed
to one of my classmates cause she’s bugging too much. other than that, I
managed to breathe in and get through it. I really keep my temper damn well
towards my supervisor. That evil witch. If I was lack of faith, I’d probably
slap her in the face really hard already. I don’t want to explain more about
this. Not yet. Cause that part would be in another post since I got a lottt to
say about her. I’m not saying she’s cruel but sometimes, she can be mean.
There are three types of human in this world,
One, a person who take care the
relationship with God and humans. Second, a person who take care the
relationship with God but not with humans. Third, a person who take care the
relationship with human but not with God.
Get what I mean?
19.9.2014.
She never expected to see herself indulging
with books and crazy to travel, wanted to explore the world 23 years ago. she
never expect that her friends would complement her as hard-working girl or
whatever they wanted to praise back in 23 years ago. It’s true, she couldn’t foresee
her future. Weirdly enough, she was kinda surprised herself for loving books
too much and being curious too much. while for travelling well, she always
wanted to go somewhere far when she was a kid. She wanted to see how other
people run their daily life. But, when she was a kid, she always thought that she
was hopeless as she was a spoiled brat child who loved to disturb her parents
too much. Stubborn, rebellious, all the negative behaviours. She never was like
her nieces and nephews. They achieved high marks in schools while she was, the
average. She entered gymnastic once when she was in middle school but her niece
got in. she played squash last time but lost. Tried another sport which was
badminton. Again, she didn’t get in.. life sucked back then. All she wanted to do is playing, have fun,
live life. She hated reading textbooks. she hated studying.
But things slowly started to change.
Curiosity happened.
She
started to love history class. She slowly read novels. She started to get
curious of what happened to the characters in the novel. She wanted to read more.
She learned how to be independent with guidance by her nieces. Memorised the
road at the town and tried to find her way home. She got addicted with caffeine
and foods. Bittersweet moments coloured
her life. She fell in love and got broken-hearted. She was sad but it was fine
now. it’s difficult to define ‘fine’ for a girl. Fine could be okay while
having a tub of ice-cream while watching Forrest Gump Movie or fine could be
listening to sad songs and cried until she fall asleep.
After all those 23 years, she’d never
expected that her life has come this far. She’s still has so many things to do
or to explore. Sometimes she was like wondering, “do you travelling so much
rashidah?” while staring at the map that she pasted on the wall. “do you like
books and reading so much rashidah?” while looking at stacks of books. But you
know, perhaps..
She’s a girl with a mission,
A mission to travel as far as she could
go..meeting strangers along the way, sharing the knowledge of the world and
thinking how life can be amazing sometimes.
A girl who tries to find some random
talents...trying to figure out what she’s capable of.
A girl with an adventurous heart.. she wants
to do bungee jumping, paragliding, rock or wall climbing, everything.
She wants to do more by pushing her limits
to the edge.
Still, she’s just one type of girl in this
world.
Happy Birthday, Rushy.
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