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Sunday, October 26, 2008

Must Read Poem

I just have to share this poem. So nice, so sweet, so touching. Read it to prove I'm right.

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BEING A MOTHER...
After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to
take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She
said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman loves
you and would love to spend some time with you.'
* * *
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit
was my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,
but the demands of my work and my two boys had
made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
* * *
That night I called to invite her to go out for
dinner and a movie.
* * *
'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she asked?
* * *
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a
late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign
of bad news.
* * *
'I thought it would be pleasant to spend some
time with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of us.'
She thought about it for a moment, and then said,
'I would like that very much.'
* * *
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up
I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her
house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous
about our date. She waited in the door.
She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress
that she had worn to celebrate her last
birthday on November 19th.
* * *
She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an
angel's. 'I told my friends that I was going to go
out with my son, and they were impressed,' she said,
as she got into that new white van. 'They can't wait to hear about our date'.
* * *
We went to a restaurant that, although not
elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my
arm as if she was the First Lady. After we sat
down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only
read large prints. Half way through the entries, I
lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at
me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I
who used to have to read the menu when you were
small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you relax and
let me return the favor,' I responded.
* * *
During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation
-nothing extraordinary but catching upon recent events
of each other's life. We talked somuch that we missed the movie.
* * *
As we arrived at her house later, she said, 'I'll
go out with you again, but only if you let me invite
you.' I agreed.
* * *
'How was your dinner date ?' asked my wife when I
got home. 'Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,' I answered.
* * *
A few days later, my mother died of a massive
heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't
have a chance to do anything for her.
* * *
Some time later, I received an envelope with a
copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place
mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I
paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I
could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates
- one for you and the other for your wife.
You will never know what that night meant for me. I
love you, son.'
* * *
At that moment, I understood the importance of
saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU' and to give our loved
ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is
more important than your family. Give them the time
they deserve, because these things cannot be put off
till 'some other time.'
* * *
Somebody said it takes about 6 weeks to get back
to normal after you've had a baby.... somebody
doesn't know that once you're a mother, 'normal' is history.
* * *
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by
instinct... somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.
* * *
Somebody said being a mother is boring....
somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with
a driver's permit. Somebody said if you're a 'good' mother,
your child will 'turn out good'.... somebody thinks a child comes with
directions and a guarantee.
* * *
Somebody said you don't need an education to be a
mother.... somebody never helped a fourth grader
with his math.
* * *
Somebody said you can't love the second child as
much as you love the first.... somebody doesn't have two children.
* * *
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother
is labor and delivery.... somebody never watched her 'baby'
get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten ... or on a
plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
* * *
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her
child gets married....somebody doesn't know that
marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a
mother's heartstrings.
* * *
Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last
child leaves home....somebody never had
grandchildren.
* * *
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so
you don't need to tell her.... somebody isn't a
mother.
* * *
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Soooooo sweeeeet~ I cried the first time I read this. Mummy, love you~ thanks for the email.

My Grade

For Michealmas Half Term:

CHEMISTRY: A1
PHYSICS: A1
MATHS: A1, A2
FURTHER MATHS: A1, A1


NOTE:
Class preformance is graded with A, B, C, D, E, U (same as brunei)
Effort is graded with numbers and 1 being the highest grade.

Urgh...I need to show more effort in Statistics, but how?

25th October 2008

I finish my prep~ Yeay... I can now enjoy my half term to the fullest... (erm... not really...)

I didn’t have any specific plan for that day. Zye went to the London’s tomb. I chose not to. The other ex-PTEB-ians seemed to have their own plan already; all except me and Ili. So we ended up shopping together from 1pm till almost 7pm. Nothing much to say actually, it’s just that we saw this restaurant called “Angus Steak House”. Wah...ada jua word Brunei di sini. xD The name fits really well. Don’t you think so? Still don’t get it? Figure out yourself~

We ate at Subway. Here was where Ili looked bangang when coincidentally we met her friends there. To me, she seemed surprised. She said she was just messaging one of them and puff, there they were.

O yeah, Ili, if I somehow addicted to subway, it’s your fault...... =P Hahaha.... Nadalah~ JK. =)

Thanks for accompanying me.

24 October 2008

Half term break starts now~ and it's Zawani’s birthday~

“Zawani, you’re turning 18... Happy birthday. Don’t spend too much during half term, k?” - Akmal

Later that day, in the train, she replied:
“Spend too much?? Ko pun baik hati2. London ani mahal kali ah. What can I do? Hehe.. thanks for the greeting! In return, I help u carry your sleeping bag tadi. Hehe..”

Of course I replied: “Help me carry it again once in London. Ok2? Thank you~ =P”
Hahaha.... Taking advantage of her kindness. xD


Next story, I made my own history that night; I lost 2 things in 1 day... 1 night... within 1 hour!! I know... How careless of me. It’s my own fault I lost them in the first place. I lost my wallet and later the police report sheet. =S

“Jap Ili aa...” was my first reaction after realizing my wallet has gone missing. I searched my pocket and bag. I traced back my step and was disappointed to find nothing.

After reporting it to the warden, I went to the police station accompanied by Des and 2 other male students to make a police report. I was really scared. I didn’t dare to even call my mom. I asked Kaka to do it for me.

Just a few blocks from Brunei Hall, that was when I realized I dropped the report. Careless jua eyh...! But fortunately, Des and I found it lying on the sidewalk.

Des, you keep it from now on. I might lose it again. I’m positive about that.

Mummy blocked all my debit/atm cards for security purposes. I can only collect the replacement once I get back to Oswestry.


Better yet, Zaw, obviously I won’t spend too much this half term... You’re the one should be careful. Have some self control against temptation. :P

Friday, October 10, 2008

Picture1

Oswestry School Main Entrance
My Boarding House - Guinevere House
Netball Court/Tennis Court
The Sixth Form Centre (wah...ada "PTE" here...:P)
Inside Common Room SFC

another part of the Common Room...

Assembly area in case of emergency

I like this picture. Too bad I'm not in it.


Activity after prep: either play badminton in the gym...
...or...
stay outside in the cold. (nice picture guys. xD)
No lah...not stay outside... we do sport almost every night. Just to fill in free time. I know~ 'anti-social jua...inda intergrating d 6th Form Centre'

My reply: So? What's your point?


Our dress code: business suit.

(We all look extra smart in our suits + tie. Isn't it? Oswestrians, you all agree?)

Opss...vaining early in the morning. XD

Boarder's Life in Guinevere House, Oswestry School

School:
Monday/Tuesday/Thursday/Friday: 0910 – 1250, 1345 – 1630

Wednesday: 0910 – 1250
(Every Wednesday, Games 1330 – 1530)

Meal Time:
Breakfast: Monday-Friday 0800, Saturday 0815

Lunch: Monday-Friday 1250, Saturday 1230
Tea/Dinner: Monday - Sunday 1730
(Every Sunday, Brunch at 1130)Note: Brunch = BReakfast + lUNCH

Rollcall (Attandace within boarding house):
Monday-Friday: 1815

Saturday: 1200, 1800
Sunday: 1100, 1800

Prep Time (formal HW and Revision period):
Monday/Tuesday/Thursday: 1830 – 1930, 1945 – 2100

Wednesday/Friday: 1830 – 1930
(only half prep on Friday, Badminton Club for boarders on Wednesday 1930 – 2200)

Lights out:
Monday – Sunday: 2230

Fire Drill:

ANYTIME...!!!

ABOUT THIS GIRL

My photo
just a typcal girl who is trying the best she can to fullfill her goal in life. Year13 student from Oswestry School. -Akmalia R