exam

So I f i don't get A for this subject. I will appeal for mark checking.

the PRESIDENT.

So I am the NEW PRESIDENT OF Catholic Student society of Universiti teknologi Malaysia alias GIFT (growing in faith together.)
It's a big deal for me and the society members. the new excos and I will lead all others christian to new journey for next semester. this blog is going to be part of my life in GIFT. I just can't wait to operate next semester.

FlashBack before I become a President

Chapter 1
I was in first year in my study.
i felt so alienated by the new culture.
I don't have real friend.
I am all alone trying to survive.

Thanks to my second family.
My aunts whom support me.
My cousins who were my buddies.
But that's nor University.

In this big university.
I was so lonely and all by myself.
"I don't like this place"
I uttered everyday

Worst Expectation ever.
never thought such beginning.
no chanting, whatever coming.
I will have to move on.

to break this lonesomeness
I joined Aiesecs and Choir.
cool, but not that much
then a somone came

Chapter 2

Who? it's the IK.
it's Nicki i still remember
He came sith invitation.
Invite me to a church.

I was as happy as kid.
thought this is the right.
guess what? heaven no.
it's a calvary church.

no offends on other denomination.
but I know I couldn't.
I love the new friends.
but I just couldn't

from there I realized.
I need to go to chuch.
where? how? i don't know.
Erik saved my year.

it was jimmy invited us.
there's a bus were chartered.
it's for us to go to church.
meeting new faces again.

chapter 3
it's all sabahan and sarawakian.
I'm kind of surprise.
the crowd they made in the bus.
before we reached the church.

Well! it doesn't seem like one.
a shop lot of church.
a catholic church.
how symphathetic.

not in 20 years to see this.
a very small catholic church.
the mass was like usual.
but at least I knew a church.

after mass, time for dinner.
ok, i just follow.
eat and drink together.
but I don't feel enjoy.

seriously, i felt weird.
i don't feel belong to them.
maybe I'm new.
but I got such feeling.

Chapter 4
After that, I was worried.
I felt not to go to church again.
then there was me.
living like a Godless person.

but after some months.
I went for church.
this time they got ICG.
A camp in Genting, i join in.

michele helped to pay some fees.
thank to cute michele.
I'll always remember.
you and your kindness.

getting to know more people.
they called themself GIFT.
What the heck is that.
I didn't know and didn't care.

there was ICG briefing.
and indian cleopatra-hair brief.
she briefed badly.
She was Anne beatrice.

Chapter 5
the next week I come to mass.
they had confirm seats of bus.
journey to ICG Genting by bus.
I got the morning travelling.

OMG, no, i'll be at malacca.
........to be continue.

My blog

I am glad to write again
but I found out that I can't hardly figure out what to write. i felt my life's boring now.
So I browse into my old entries. It's cool. I don't remembered that I had such a colourful life.
I hope I can be as enthusiastic as last time.

GOOD NEWS

Today....

I manage to claim my old blog from Blogger.com
A friend finally decided to settle our fight since last semester
I manage to finish my hardest assignment on time.

So here I am going blogging again.