Chapter 3 : Am I ready for it?

Chapter 3 :: Am I ready for it?

So as you might know by now, I'm already in Terengganu. Well, tomorrow's going to be another big day. I have what you call as QTI- it's a pre driving test kind of thing but if I fail this I can't go no where near to even being tested by the real examiner. But what I heard and hopefully it's true, the examiner for this pre test driving is more lenient compared to the real examiner because what they're looking in the student is the ability to drive and they're not too strict at giving marks. But I have to say, being beside an examiner is quite nerve wrecking even so beside the real one not the pre test one. It would be really uncomfortable and I might make some errors without even noticing it.

The first open lecture they have which lasted 3 hours (this is compulsory to get your L licence), I was told that the real one would be so strict that you need to greet them before entering the car and if not, they'll ask you to go back outside and to ponder on what you did wrong. That's just so harsh for me. Just imagine, you are in your uniform tucked in and sweating and you have to rephrase every single step in your head so that you would not forget any of them, of course you would mix every single minor things which is quite frankly irrelevant in getting you're driving licence ready. Just think, what does greeting the examiner beforehand has got anything to do with passing the exam? Well, I do get it at some point actually. They just want to inculcate great manners in the students by telling them that but punishing them for those little little mistakes is really irrelevant. What I notice is that they're merely making fun of the students and not at all, teaching them any manners.

I really think that I'm just over reacting but you know, how people they can't control their nerves. Well, I am one of them. For the past competition I've been through, I had actually managed to control my nerves a little bit but as I had long left those moments behind that I'm now turning back into the person who flushes every time there are people watching you and stutters uncontrollably without stopping, knowing that you are the center of attention. That's just unbearable and I really have to find a way to cope with it. What I'm most worried is that the preparation I had before actually being tested. Am I ready?  I just have to tell myself now and tomorrow that I have nothing to be worried and the only thing that I have to focus on tomorrow is driving safely and coming back home with a big arch of smile on my face.

So wish me the best. Au Revoir!

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Chapter 2 : The holiday

Chapter 2 :: The holiday

There are tons of things that I need to settle before going to selangor which was supposed to be my permanent stay there but because there are still unsettled business I need to go back and forth from Selangor to Terengganu. It was so tedious that my parents decided to stay in Terengganu for awhile and to put our needs aside and focus more on the unsettled stuffs. 

I am always this kind of person who doesn't always like to go out and have fun I'm more to indoor kind of guy, so to speak. But when I came home after I finished SPM, I thought that I would spend a lot of my precious time at home and would love doing it. But being at home secluded from the rest of the humans outside of my house that I realised of how lonely and desperately needed a friend, I am. I began to build some fondness of going out and just waiting for any one to call and invite me to any kind of event. Even if it's not an event, I would still go.

So, when my father asked me whether I want to go to selangor or not, I was jumbling up with joy and relief. There, I can have all the fun that I want. My sisters are near to me that I can simply ask for a ride and will end up in a place where goods are placed perfectly on shelves. My house is really placed in a strategic location where it is very easy for me to have fun. There, we have a cinema where I would gladly spend most of my time and around there, we also have karaoke which is on regular basis, I would sing all day long. On the spiritual side, we have mosque almost everywhere we go. When I sleep and it's almost dawn, azan would blare and wake me up from my sleep which is very refreshing. And if I require some medical attention, we have clinic 1Malaysia just around the nook of the factory buildings located near to where I live. Yes, I live beside factories but they're not those kind of factories which can cause harmful pollution. On the contrary, the factories around here are mostly for organic purposes like animal feed and wood carpentry.

What I love the most living there is the internet speed which is really beyond compare to any internet speed in Terengganu that is. Around Selangor the connection speed is 100 times faster than the speed in Terengganu. I downloaded so many movies that I don't know whether I would finish watching all of them. It was the time I decided that I would spend most of my time watching movies and relaxing besides being stressed out because I had nothing to do than watching movies. I had internet in Terengganu but it was the worst speed there is for Celcom which irks me so much that I almost decided to stop using Celcom. But my mind set changed when I came to Selangor where the speed is unimaginable. I can even watch youtube as much as I want without having to worry that it would buffer and become slower. Another good news, I also need not to be worried that it would become slow as soon as it reaches its bandwidth limit because the speed is too fast I supposed that it did not made any significant difference.

Going back to the very purpose of this chapter, my family then went to Selangor and it wasn't actually a trip or any kind of vacation as foretold but merely a decision made my father to permanently move there. Well, it was about to be permanent when I had other unsettle things in Terengganu that my father and I had to go back to Terengganu. When I was in Selangor, I met my sister who had finally given birth to a beaurtiful girl baby. There were this routine where my sister would go back and forth from her house to my parents' house and bring her children with her. She had to go back every time she came because two of children have to be sent to school every morning which is near to her house in Ampang. It made it quite difficult for her so she decided that when it's weekend, she would pay a visit to my parents' house.

This was the time I suddenly came up with an idea that I was actually going on a holiday because my second sister came back to Balakong from Kelantan because she had to settle some business there. I was so happy that my family was finally complete. I have my there elder sisters, my brother and both of my parents to accompany me there. We were so glad that we could gather and have a chit chat with each other. There was  a time that we bundle up all of the jokes that we have and tell them to each other. We were laughing so loud that I was positive that our neighbours could hear it.

That was how fun it was for me to go back to Selangor recently but what made me a bit sad was that I had to go back on the 14 of Feb because I had a dentist appointment. Well, I can't include any picture with this memory but the pictures imprinted into my mind are enough for me to dwell the wonderful times I had with my family in Selangor. Hoping that I could do that more often and see each other on a regular basis but of course each and everyone of us has our on life to commit to which made it harder for us to gather like that. I think this is all from me now.
Au revoir!

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Chapter 1 : The novel

Greetings earthlings! There are just tons and tons of story that I have and need to tell you. Most of them are just dull and boring but I find it very important to share it with everyone. So this is going to be the first part of my very very long update. I've been waiting the right time for me to update and just spill everything to you guys.

So continuing on with my first story of a very long period of hiatus.

Chapter 1 :: The novel

I can't remember when was the last time I wrote this but it has this very big impact towards my life. It all started when my sister came and introduced me to korean songs which were not the type of songs that I would hear. And the idea of having groups of people on a small stage vexes my eyes. But that was before I heard this very one song which had opened my eyes to the beautiful rendition that korean songs have. But it was this one song named Time To Love by T-ara which had managed to aroused my very interest towards korean songs. Thus, I would spend day and night listening to this song and one day I got an idea. 

We'll go back to that part but first I need to tell you the problems I had before I started out writing that very novel. So I was still a kid back then, 13 years old to be exact. Well, you know kids how they tend to have wildly imagination and can sometimes go out of hand and I was that type of kid. Always imagining things and had problems to differentiate the reality and somewhat the conjured imagination. So, I thought I was so good at English that I sometimes boasted at how good I am and can definitely write with great profoundness and well contrived idea. That was all in my head and not at all the truth of what I would describe myself of being over confident.

Now, this is where the above stories merge together. So, I was so determined to write that novel and just couldn't wait to let my friends read it that I forgot the essential part of writing a novel which is a good command in english. At that time, my language was a total wreck. I can't even write a whole sentence without making any grammar mistakes. My English was beyond repairable but at that time I was too confident that I could finish the novel that I kept on writing, excluding the fact that I was an awful writer. Well, this is where my sister came in and knock some realisation into my head. I gave her the privilege of being the first person to ever read the half way finished novel.

My sister wasn't that very good with words and concealing her feelings towards my awful presentation of a novel that she blatantly said that my novel sucks! This was my reaction towards her blistering remarks.

God... You don't say.

I took it as a challenge. So since that very day, I have been so determined to improve my language skills and I had done so many things to meliorate my usage of the language in my writings. So far I see descent results but I need an awful lot of practice before I can be satisfied with my language skills. 

Well, back to the story, I kept on writing ignoring the fact that my sister fairly disapproved my eagerness to write. Then, when I finished writing a few pages, I decided to read, making sure there wasn't any mistake and at that very moment, I realised that my language was excruciatingly awful. It took me several minutes to calm myself and realise that every single thing that my sister said was unfortunately true and very oppressing. And that I had to put my passion on hold and had to find some ways to improve my language. So it took me several years before I have the guts to continue on writing.

And that has brought us to this present day when I was happily rummaging through my old files in the computer. I then, found this file or in other words the novel that I was supposed to finish ages ago. Therefore, I decided to continue one writing what I have left hanging for awhile. But maybe because I was to excited that I just involuntarily texted a friend of mine and gave her the honour of being the first person to ever read my novel. But at that time, I did not realise of how crappy and childish was my writing. I had to rewrite everything from scratch. This story actually continues to my second part of a new chapter that I would lovely name it the external but that chapter is not ready to be published yet. So next time I'll write my next chapter, chapter 2 : the holiday.

Going back to this, I have to push myself into finishing this novel because I have risen one of friends hope high. At least she was eager enough to read it after I had told her every part to the novel that I'm writing. She is Umi and I really want to give her the chance to read my novel. But the first person that I texted was actually Ara, and I also want her to read it but there was a problem occurred during my writing and that I will later elaborate it in the other chapters of this blog. So till then good luck.

Au revoir!