Not knowing whether they will take a glimpse or not at this blog is of no importance. What matters me is the act of writing itself continues unabated. The last entry was over a year when i wrote to share my gratefulness for having a good samaritan helping my students out during the exam of English paper. It turned out quite a number of my students got A for English. I should have written this long before not after another result of PMR was released. Like they say, better late than not to start all over again at all.
This is my seventh year here at SMAS. I should have enough experience considering the length of time spent here. However, I think I am still my old self. I love doing things with minimal supervision from others regardless of their rank or position. Others' constant supervision stifles one's creativity. SMAS is like a pier the place where big and small ships docked. When they finished their business they might in no time start sailing to other islands or destinations. But until now, i have not been flocking like others as i rather sail solo as i don't want to cause others a headache due to my internal problems.
So tired i am now that i need to pen off my pen as too many a task lie ahead waiting to be done.
Sir
Ive stopped writing long time ago and regret this like seriously. Not writing, it feels like losing the most important part of yourself. Something is happening to our world nowadayas and what a waste that I didnt pour out what I think and feel by writing it down. History should be written and recorded and to this blog sorry for neglecting you. Ive lost this blog's password.
ReplyDeleteIt's still the same old you I used to know back in 2008, sir. I'll be very thankful if you allow me to be here, reading these great pieces of you and Miss Farah, at times i need my dose of motivation. No matter how often they tell you this, please know that you inspired me a lot and still do. Thanks for creating the spark within me years ago, for i am now set ablaze with the best, alhamdulillah.
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