Today imma gonna write some thang here, not much but just the summary of my adolescent year. it was quite tough for me to adapt on that time. If you know the past me, "geek and weird" is suitable for me(not much that changed though).
Anyway, i was born and raised in Papar, family business is selling vegetable(so yeah, unlimited vegetable for dinner).during my high school year i was quite timid and only few that quite fond to me, form 1-3 are quite ordinary to me. so im going to skip it.
Form 4 is the beginning of my life, form 4 is quite the difficult time for me. I was rejected(will write about it in the future) and been through a slight depression, i had no one that i was willing to share my problem and make things worse my grade are failing and i dont have any motivation to study. Until i found back what i lost awhile back, the stories goes like this; I was working in my family stall, then a cook(regular vegetable customer) ask me what i want to be after spm, i jokingly tell them i want to become a chef, quite the foolish answer but somehow i felt happy for some reason. So i started checking out what kind of future to become a chef, a teacher tell me if i want to pursue it try "Culinary", "Kuli-Nari"? lol, i searched for it, thus started to take more interest to cooking. i cook at home, i cook for my parents, helping hand for my cousin wedding in the kitchen bla bla bla cooking. and thats how i started to become more open to other and also out from my depression.
Form 5, the time that i become more matured(lol); i was active in clubs and my librarian duty, learn my IT skill from my sifu(a facilitator in my school). not an expert but at least i was quite fast with my hand in computer software(i don't know how to hack so don't ask me about it). It was fun time where i found my new crush(that time she got a boyfriend so a no-no), it was not visible and i only treat her as a friend. After SPM, a group of rascal(me and three other plus two more) become temp teacher in my old school. it was only to pass our time before we go on our separate ways. up and down experience, not much to expect but still quite a lot of memories and bonding are made there.
But then in November 2011 i got into college for three year, remembered it back made me feel old already(lol). 2 years of my college life was not quite different but the remaining year brings back alot of memories. I was able to feel loved and be loved, lost, and more; its not like high school for sure, but i will write about it for my next post.
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