I always that I've been left behind. Last time once we got married, we were expected to have kids... yet only after four years then we have our first child... Same goes with my job. I worked hard, I do all the things that people asked me to do. I have been a slave not only to the organization or my boss, but to my students as well. And what did I get? I was left behind with my research, and of course my confirmation. Now, I have two kids... more than other people who have kids earlier than me. I suppose it is a good sign. I am also working on my promotion... I hope Allah would listen to my prayer. I have worked hard for it and I hope that I could be ahead of everybody else...
My first time boarding a flight is to Sydney Australia. Never in my wildest dream to cross the oceans to live outside Malaysia for one and a half years. But it happened.. It really did happen. I was young then. Just graduated the year before and worked to fund my IELTS examinations and other preparations before flying off to the Wallabies Island. It was quite a terrifying thought as the furthest that I've been on my own was when I took the express bus to Perak to attend an interview. I remembered the day before. We had a small feast at home. Organised and prepared by the villagers. I was considered the first who went abroad at that time and in a way became the pride of the village. It was overwhelming to see how high was people expectation towards myself. The day we left for Sydney I didn't know what to expect. Being a control freak I've checked out the university's website for more than 10 times. I even printed all the information that I thought may be useful (bus / ...
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