Monday, September 19, 2005
I was ecstatic when the clock turned 11 exactly. I couldn't wait to get home and get 9673452394 winks that were lost in the course of preparing for the preliminary examinations. Now that this part of the marathon has come to a conclusion, I shall now start to torment myself with negative possibilities. Despite feeling accomplished for having prepared for this prelim exams, losing sleep over it and ohhh, let's not forget all the weight gained... I still have a hunch that I won't be able to meet my target. Let's just blame it on the fact that misinterpreted some questions and I spent a little too much time on certain questions. My time management sucks.
But anyways, since it has all been done, what I can do is hope and pray for the best. I would be disappointed if the turnout is not exactly what I had imagined it to be but I have no regrets for I know I've given my best. Now, the last lap is up and coming. With only 49 days left, it's amazing that I can still be thrilled about the game of badminton tomorrow in school. Oh well, a certain home tutor did say that we should take a breather and rest for a couple of days before we get back on track and begin to slog like mad again. I second him on that. haha. So yes, I did what any human in the right mind who had just went through continuous word vomit for a week or so would do and that was to sleep as soon as I got back. So there I was, soundly asleep on my mother's bed before she went for her medical check up at nuh and 2 hours later when she got back, I was still there kopet, lying on her bed. I was getting chills (mind you, the weather had already gotten hot at this point of time) and so I got out of bed and quickly showered lest I was going to catch a cold. Anyways, I can't wait for the best friend to leave because I still have 3 friggin' days to fast so that I can complete my qada'. I didn't get to the the sunnah in rejab because I was frantically trying to qada' my fasts and it looks like syaaban will be spent completing what is left of my qada'. I feel so guilty. Dah nak Ramadhan baru nak terkial-kial qada' puasa. It's so unbecoming la.
Anyway. Today on my way home, I sat at the bus stop long enough sampai kalau kucing nak beranak, dah terberanak pun, to wait for the feeder service. While waiting, I stared into the road on the side. I was so consumed in my thoughts which was at God-knows where and I saw a bus filled with muslimins and muslimahs clad in tudung and songkok. Within a glance, they all looked like madrasah students but then I realised they looked a tad too old to be madrasah students. It was then I realised that the bus was the pengurus jenazah and behind the bus was a van transporting the jenazah. I found it funny that behind these vehicles were 2 wedding cars beautifully decorated with colourful and fresh blooms. It's uncanny how the world seems so perfect as both death and a new beginning laid right before my very eyes. I found it even more astonishing when I came to realise that both marked new journeys for the individuals.
Al-fatiha for the deceased, whoever he/she maybe.
Kwinella @ 5:34 PM!
