National Career Carnival

I went to the National Career Carnival at UIA last week. Actually it was not my plan. Mas and Ely wanted to go so I just followed them.

It was my first visit to UIA. The carnival was held at CAC (Culture Activity Centre) – correct me if I am wrong. Huge hall. Lots of big companies took part. Unfortunately for me there were none from my field. Not even from MARDI, MPOB, RISDA, FRIM and those related.

Maybe this is not for us, I said to Lutfi.

Lutfi did his practical training with me in BioDiversty Institute, Lanchang. He’s now in UIA (Kuantan Campus) along with Pojan, Ati and Kak Opie. I thought I could meet up with Pojan, Ati and Kak Opie too but they didn’t come. So Lutfi officially was appointed as my guide there. Haha. Thanks, buddy!

There will be another carnival, Lutfi said.

Is it? When? I asked him. Hope that one will be better than this.

Don’t know the exact date. Early of next year maybe. BioMas Carnival. That one definitely suits us, he added.

I also met a few of my Koleq seniors there. Din and Brut to be named – the rest I can’t remember their names. Sorry, guyz. Haha.

Hmm, not to forget Mr Faiz a.k.a Bugs. Bugs is my batch brother, doing accounting in UIA. A few others I didn’t manage to meet because they were busy with their classes.

So, Lutfi showed me around. UIA is beautiful – and of course the girls too. Hihi.

( The end ) : The government keeps on repeating telling everybody that agriculture is their main target to boost our economy. Yelling here and there about the prospect they are bringing to the biotechnology field. Headlines in newspapers are not enough, dear ministers. Actions are needed. Words are just like fart in the air. =)

Mr. Byn

(Intro.) - Recently I met one of my long lost friend (not quite lost act, he went to UK to further his study). He was my schoolmate back then in MCKK. We used to call him Byn (pronounce as Bean)– and we still are. The last time I met him was about 4 or 5 years ago. Byn was one of my highest rated brothers in Koleq (koleq stands for college as in our MC’s vocabs). He was the captain for our rugby team, the vice president for our prefect board, high council for the student council and the list goes on. And plus his excellent result during our trial, he was offered by ESSO to UK during the mid of our SPM exam. And now, after 4 years he came back with a first class degree from UK. Haha, what else can I say when you are the ONLY Malay among 15 people who got first class degree in UK?? He’s really the cream of the cream.

We talked about Koleq, about our brothers, my life, his life, university life, his career, my future plan, my probs, his probs, and even to politics – though he doesn’t really seems to like politic (He said it was dirty. I told him some politicians are dirty not the politic itself. He said both are. We laughed)

What I admire the most of him is the way he planned his life.

You have to plan, he said.

I said I had a lot of them. Why didn’t I achieve what he had?

You to have work on your plan!, he added.

Silent from me, knowing he got me there, I never really being serious in working my plan out. Or maybe I just don’ have the right plan.

He then continued with how he managed to score in UK. How to study last minute but still you can be in the 10 or top 5 rank in your batch (How to work first and enjoy later and how to enjoy first and work later). What matters the most is the process, not the result, he said. It’s the process that teaches you on how to get results- teaches you how to survive in the ‘real’ world.

Oh, damnit! Why now? Why don’t you tell all this earlier to me?

You didn’t ask.

Silent again from me. I sighed.

Never mind, he said. You still have time.

Yah rite. Just one more sem left, I said.

So what? Just go for it. Prove to YOURSELF that you can. 4 flat is never impossible, dude!

We kept on talking – and arguing. HAHA. One thing led to another. And another. And another.

(The end.) – He went back. I stopped at KINOKUNIYA. Grab another book (Frank McCourt’s) and headed home. On my way back, I kept on thinking, realizing, friends come and go, but true brothers will never leave. Being a brother is not really that hard. A few BRIGHT words during your friend’s dim days are enough – BROTHERS.

I am back!

Greetings. After a few months out of writing, now I’m back. And now I’m so excited to share with you guys on a book I just read.

PS,I Love You.

I finished reading it last month. It was a gift from someone dearly special to me. I've been planning to buy this Cecelia Ahern’s masterpiece quite for a long time but that plan turned out to be just a plan with no action. And, when this special friend of mine told me that she had bought me the book, I was speechless. I studied her face and tried to decide if she was serious. She then handed me the book and there I again, I lost in thought (but now smiling).

Yes, ‘PS, I Love You’ is a love story but take my words when I say that this is no ordinary love story. Ok, let me give you a brief synopsis.

The story is about Holly, a middle-aged widow in Dublin. It’s on how Holly copes with her life when her husband, Gerry, died. Some people might wait their whole lives to find their soul mates. Holly and Gerry didn’t. They were childhood sweethearts. They knew exactly what each other’s loves or hates. They could even finish each other’s sentences.

Their plan had been very simple :- To stay together for the rest of their lives. A plan that anyone within their circle would agree was accomplishable. Nothing can deny them. Except for destiny.

Fate later brought Holly to such an unthinkable situation when the doctor confirmed that a tumor was growing inside Gerry’s brain. What happen next maybe you can guess. Yes, he died.

While Holly was trying to adapt to her new life, suddenly Gerry ‘came’ back to her. He actually left her with a bundle of notes, gently guiding Holly into her new life, and guess what, each note was signed “PS, I Love You’.

The storyline was superb. I learned how does it feel to lose someone we dearly need.

Cecelia also shows how family really matters in each of us. If somehow, sometime, somewhere, you feel like giving up your life and there’s nobody for you to talk to, turn to your family because family will never turn you down.

That’s all..=)

p/s : now I’m reading Mitch Albom’s “for one more day”. This is another his ‘big things’ after “Tuesday with morrie” and “the 5 people you meet in heaven”. See you for “for one more day”…hihi