and we're back in my mom's pffice again for another round of...

Entries Typed Out Before Rushing To Class At The IBBM..

so, this is the last week of my series of lectures..as always, am so not looking forward to it..we're doing derivatives and risk management this week..arrggh!! just have a peep at the contents and it's enough to make me lurch...oh well...

i told my colleagues at the office that if i don't pass this exam and get my license, to be prepared to get a new staff in the treasury...basically, it's a form of escape for me..i think i'm wasting my youth and energy there..not that i intentionally want to do badly..(no, goodness no..) but it's just not me...i need to do something that i can be passionate about..that i can wake up to every morning and not dread...that i can think about all the time without a feeling of loath...

hmm...wonder what that would be...

i adhere to the rules of Qada and Qadar...maybe this is the best for me...life is just full of uncertainties that sometimes it's much easier to ask for a sign from God to tell you what to do..but then again, where's the challenge in that?

*siigghhhh....*

anyways, had a nice lunch session yesterday with a dear friend...a certain someone was supposed to come along..but takde rezeki, i suppose...met a very dear old friend from primary school...i love seeing these people...it amazes me soo much at the changes we went through...how we are now close with those people whom we won't even be friends with in school...

my classmates from Standard 6 was a close-knit bunch...maybe it helped that we had a rebellious, single, female teacher...she was against lotsa things in school, and being energetic young minds, we couldn't have agreed more...we supported all her activities and remained loyal to her throughout the whole year..

we had loads of class parties (some unauthorised) that other classes were envious of..we had rules relaxed for us..loads of story telling session as our teacher often deviates from the topic to tell us stories from her youth..she was very opinionated that it's a small wonder that she was actually studying for a law degree part-time...we had a free PE session because she wasn't that athletic and seemed to wear tight, short skirts all the time that made it impossible to chase after us around the school field...

those were the days...

and for years after that, we made certain that we hold a reunion at least once a year where we catch up on things...hmm...which reminds me...

we need another one soon...