They made me do circuit training...........!


ROad to Recovery - Phase 7:

My knee is now 5-month old. Aft I had passed the post-3-months test, they put in ACL class. This class trained us to be strong and fit again. They made me do all sorts of tiring work-outs. Extremely tiring that as if any competition is drawing near. Like seriously, the have those cones! I had to run, jump, squat, twist, turn, everything that u can imagine haha!

The class was fun. I made new friends. The youngest i met is as young as 16 yrs old. Only 16 and already had ACL tear. tsk!

Some had it torn bcoz of basketball, some tekwando, but mostly soccer. SAd thing is, they all still have their meniscus except me! I can expect myself having knee problems when Im old =(

I still have doubts abt returning back to silat.. hrmmmm..
Im still thinking abt it!
A gym instructor once told me that the biggest hindrance to recovery is the fear of returning back to the sports that caused the injury.
So should i?

I still have that spine-chilling effect aft watching 2012 last nite. Ive gotta agree with my sis that it really doesnt make sense, that we can still have survivors when its the end of the world. U already call it an end, how could anyone possibly survive? Plus, its against our beliefs. semua yang berada di dunia ini akan musnah yea? tak ada yg kekal.

So minus off that illogical part, the movie really IS scarry. no joke. Those devastations, that WE know, the world will encounter it one day. Just that WE dont know when. It could be 2012, could be b4 or aft. God knows when.

Heh, if you could recall how frightened singaporeans were with just tremors. And that was JUST tremors. Ofcoz its frightening. Those tall buildings, walls, bricks, huge metals, glasses could juts topple over us. Smash us, squash us, flatten us, tear us, break us or any kind of that sort. heh. The thought of it is just... *shiverrrring*.

Tremors...

What more those fellows who experience earthquake itself. Tsunamis. Hurricanes. All those disasters. MasyaAllah. Painful. I dont even know if there's such thing as deathbed. Its as if death happens in split second. Allahu a'lam.

Disasaters..

And bear in mind, what more if its Qiyamah itself? we know it WILL happen.
To the extend that even Mothers wont care abt their children. Coz everyone will be too frightened. Everyone will think abt how to save themselves.

BS: izaa waqa'atil waaqiah. laisa liwaq'atihaa kaazibah.. Bila tibanye hari qiyamat, tiade siape dpt mendustakan kejadiannyea. -Surah Waaqiah.
It reminds me so much of this surah that My dad keeps reciting it. till that he named me Maimamah. =D

Bumi akan digoncangkan dgn dasyatnya. Gunung ganang akan dihancur sehancur2nya.

Just like what 2012 shows. It could be like that. Or it could be worse. By just watching wat they portrayed is enuff to frightened me. The sinful2 me. :(

And suddenly I remembered abt those Tauhid topics in sch. Yaumus Sa'ah (kiamat). Then aft that there will be yaumul Ba'ath (Hari Kebangkitan).. And then aft tat is Yaumul hisab (Hari perhitungan).. and finally jannah wannar (Syurga dan neraka).

Woaah. Dunia ini like sooo so small compared to wats gonna happen nxt.

But It was quite funny that I was really TOO immersed into the story. All those I typed above was what went through my mind WHILE watching the movie itself. And Bilal told me he thinks that the whole Cinema could hear my dozens of istighfar. HAHA. Sorry for the embarrassment, but i was so into it and all those are reflex actions. =D


Do watch it if u havent.
I guess its good for us to WAKE UP!
WAKE UP from all these dunia matters.
Dunia tu hanya sementare.

Allahu a'lam.

My IA has finally come to an "end". Not the real end but still an "end". The real end is 5th dec, which I can hardly wait! Ive been counting down the days...!

Its an "End" coz the final asessment was yesterday. The ntu prof came down for the oral interview and report submission. It felt really2 great! coz the tedious report ive been working on for weeks is finally off me. Thank God!









But honestly, I didnt really feel the pressure for report-writing this time. Just a lil managable amount of stress. But I really feel as though I had done nothing. heh. Prolly coz I had all the time in the world to work on it. I spent all the time at work from 8 to 5.30 for report, coz recently there werent much requests for lab work. Lucky me!! ok I'll tell u abt my report later on.

The oral interview was bad though. I didnt feel convinced at all. The prof didnt give any sign or expression that u know.. telling that im good or wat. its really bothering I tell u! worrying! Not even a single "wow!! thats good!" heh! I just hope he likes my report n logbook oh please! IA is 10 credits for goodness sake! I reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllly neeeeeeeeeeeeed that GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD GRADE!!

LIke DESPERATELY need it!!


Its really frustating u see. IVe been an employee for 5 months with little pay. And on top of that, I still have logbooks n report to complete. So professori, u better pay me with A-grade! that A-grade is like double tripple worth the pay for me!! hehe.

GArh! Im still bothered with the un-convincing oral interview with the tutor, hrmph!



Alright, lets forget abt it.



On a brighter note, holidays are coming. 2 more weeks of work n im done!! I can still remember how I dread going to work. How I dread my 5-days week. tee heee! Im a lazy-ass!
but hey! Im already ok. Going to work wasnt everytime dreadful afterall (at times it is). I just have to see it in a different way. And like I said earlier, I like the environment here.

As expected, I know things that I really hate initially will surely be liked eventually and finally be missed when they come to an end. So im gonna say I will miss hitachi at kaki bukit. =D
but that doesnt stop me from wanting my holidays though, hahah!

ok, Back to my report story.
I would like to thank my dearest father for all the support and help this semester.
My father has been sending me to work EVERY single day despite my workplace is just 3stops away. He has saved me from being late. =D
Im a lucky daughter. And I thank God for that. And no, Im not a pampered daughter.
And when I told him I had to submit my report in hardcopy, he really made that effort to search the cheapest printing service shop. He even offered to print it out for me. But for some reason, the didnt.

Instead, he picked me up from work so we could go printing together so i could see it myself. COlour printing is expensive. 50 cents per page. And i have 51 pages. And I printed 3 sets of it. one for the company, one for the school. And one for me. So do the maths how much the cost was in total.Not forgetting the cost of binding too.

To think that Im already 21 and that Ive always thought Im an adult, yet I still receive THAT much of care and concern from parents is really.. I dunno wat to say.. just wow! Im so thankful with what I have. =D
Alhamdulillah.

Parents are the most wonderful ppl. Nothing can repay their scarifice.
Pls Love ur parents. Treasure them. =D