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Student Life Reflections

The document is a blog post by Mohd Ekhwan Faressa Bin Rooshde describing his first day at his new residential college after a long semester break. He wakes up early and enjoys the morning breeze before getting ready for class. However, when he arrives at the faculty, he discovers that all classes have been cancelled for the week. He spends time catching up with friends and joking around in the computer lab.

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Student Life Reflections

The document is a blog post by Mohd Ekhwan Faressa Bin Rooshde describing his first day at his new residential college after a long semester break. He wakes up early and enjoys the morning breeze before getting ready for class. However, when he arrives at the faculty, he discovers that all classes have been cancelled for the week. He spends time catching up with friends and joking around in the computer lab.

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AUTHOR : MOHD EKHWAN FARESSA BIN ROOSHDE BLOG : im-gemutlichkeit.blogspot.

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Hello all and sundry... Im sorry bcoz it takes some time to update my blog. I should have updated this blog during my first day here but this is my second week. Any Tom, Dick or Harry know why? Its hard to come out with a new idea Hmm... This time, I come out with an essay. It has been 6 years since SPM, but now I start to practice my writing. I found that it is a good kick off to blow the cobwebs away. It took five days to finish this essay. I hope that you guys enjoy it. My life as student begins after a long semester break. I dwell in a more spacious room (approximately 110 feet square with 2 students for each room and double decker bed) than the last semester. As a matter of fact, It is very comfortable and more privacy. Maybe this is my last semester staying at Perwira Residential College. I meet with new friends which are also my new roommates. I am an extrovert and affable person. I can get along with them very well, like a bird of a feather flock together. I am the only one FSKTMs students here. It is quite challenging when it comes to study. My fate entwine with difficulties. However, a calm sea does not make a good sailor. I can survive, hold on and do not give up the ship. I need to wake up in the small hours to prepare for the class. Since that my last semester result is very disappointing, above all, I need to put more effort for this semester. Nothing daunted me. I started to believe that hard work will bear fruit. Diligence is the mother of good fortune. Frankly, I dont know why this thing must happen to me. My mom, PA and other families pin their hope on me. I feel like a great force, a large physical object with a great mass on my shoulder, intimidating me with its weight. What if I cant fulfil them, its humiliating. So many questions crowd my brain at once, making it impossible to think normal, functional thoughts. Do not meet troubles halfway. Life goes on. On my first day, I wake up early. I look at the clock at my phone placed under the pillow. Its 6.35. I yawn. I rise and lean forward on my knees; listening to sound of birds chirping in the early morning, reminiscent me to a proverb, Early bird catches the worm. Vis a Vis with real life circumtances. My bed is adjacent to the windows. I jump out from the bed and shove open the windows. The morning breeze blowing on my face and chills down my spine. I take a deep breath and gazing out the windows. I see a murder of crows on the roof beside my block. Some of them are carrying blades of grasses on their beak. I wonder. Is this mating season for the crow? A grotesque and scavenger life being that none of society wants to know about this species but not for me. I will search some facts about crow and surely I will keep that on top of my to-do-list. Then, I recall a proverb says about crow, A crow on the thatch, soon death lifts the latch. It means that when a crow lands on the roof of a house, a person in family will die. A superstitous belief that bird can bring bad omens. Absurd. Maybe this event had occurred in the dim and past but to me its just post hoc ergo propter hoc. A piece of a churchyard fits everybody and we will face the same fate oneday.

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I am eagerly to attend the class and meet my friends, a look of sheer of exhilaration on my face. I smile and soliloquize. I get myself ready and eat like a bird. Its 7.30, the sunlight strengthens on my wall with its splendour light. I praise to Lord, The Exalter, Lofty and the Best of Creators. I will ensure that my room is spick and span before leaving. I wait at the bus stop at 7.45 in a long queue. I missed the first bus because some students jump the queue. The best adjective than can describe them is inconsiderate. It makes me feel quite exasperated. I ask the driver to stop in the proximity of my faculty which is Faculty of Science Computer and Information Technology. I wait for the timetable to be pasted on the notice board. I wander around the faculty while searching for vacant lab to surf internet. I end up by sitting in the Tutorial Room on the first floor. As I enter the room, the air conditioning and lights switch on automatically. Wow, I came to amaze. I sit on a chair with my feet propped up on the desk. I play some music from my phone. All days are short to Industry and long to Idleness when I have nothing to do. I keep waiting and waiting. Its 9:45 oclock now. My phone ring, its from Rosilla, my best friend. She just arrived at faculty. Without any hesitation, I dash to ground floor. I see her from behind, walking with Sharon. She dresses in purple. I lunge and push her from the back. Roooosssss Faressa, she squeaks back. Shes very surprise and tries to kick me. I pant and gasping for breath momentarily. My heart beats faster, Inhaling oxygen and metabolizing carbon dioxide. We are jumping up and down and laughing. The sweats drip down on my neck. I can feel the cool sensation as the wind blowing to my neck, evaporating my sweats. The happiness sweeps through me. You know what happen when I see them; I need to fight down the urge to reach out and hug them inside me. It has been a month since our last meeting. I miss you friends. For some reason, I am very happy, a warm and bright feeling lodge in my hearts core. We walk together cheek by jowl to Web Technology Lab on the third floor. I need to enter four-digit-code before entering the lab, the unsecured password. I push the door and fix my sight at the corner of lab, near the windows. I shocked with the power of air conditioning. We sit together, circling around a computer. I can hear the air conditioner humming just above my head. For a second, we are just staring at each other and then smile. I just grin all the time. Hows the holiday, I start the conversation. I make some jokes. I am completely flabbergasted, seeing that Sharon burst into laughter. She laughs hysterically. Her lips revealing her white canine and first premolar shine like pearl. I havent seen her in this circumstance before, miraculously. I pause a while, waiting for her. She looks cheerful. I carve a big smile for her.
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Other classmates also busy with their own group. Talking about the semesters break while burst out with laughter. It is good to be with friends. I relish every moments spend with them. A thing of beauty is a joy for ever. Their miracle smile can ease off dolorous inside me. Makes my day brighter and even gloom without them. The environment is dense with echo of laughing, drumming my ears. I have a great feeling of dj vu, redolent me when I was in primary school and college. My first day such a disappointment, no lectures; the classes in lab is cancelled for the whole week. But were still waiting patiently, having a long chit chat with friends. Suddenly, Ros pops out a question about deciding a major. Network. I blurt then followed by an enigmatic smile. I havent thinking about my major yet, irresolute. It is hard to choose for the best road that can lead to a better future, a binary choice. Her question redolent of a poem when I was in form 5, The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. Which is one of my favourite poems, other than If by Rudyard Kipling and Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare. My conscience is more to software engineering. A dreadful course that everybody afraid to lean their fate on it. A senior told me that this major is killing. Its like a crossing a death pit with the blaze of fire be kindled underneath and a brobdingnagian monster waiting to swallow you at the other end, with ferocious look. I feel something incomplete, yes, there are two persons that have not make their way here yet. Fiza and Wani. I met Fiza since our orientation week, shes same group with me. She posses a face as white as milk, as soft as cotton and enchanting eyes. Wani is my friend since in college, she knows me for about 4 years. She is a kind hearted, perspicacious and magnanimous person. She scored well in the last semester. They are my alpha and omega. We are in pretty good camaraderie, like being stitched together. Are you hungry? Lets eat. Sharon utter abruptly in the middle of conversation, signalling us that she is very hungry. Its been an hour here, we are hungry but yet we need to wait for Wani.

TO BE CONTINUED PS: If you have any ideas or found any grammatical errors, please let me know. We learn together ok. Thanks :-)

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SAI LI NG I S LI KE FLI R TI NG WI TH LI FE THE FEELI NG THAT T HE WI ND I S DRI VI NG Y OU ALONG THE FEELI NG OF ACHI EVEME NT WHEN YOU GET OFF THE WATER AFTER THE WI ND S BEEN BLOWI NG A NEAR GALE, THE FEELI NG OF ACHI EVEMENT FO R MA KI NG A BOAT BE A BLE TO GO WHEN THERE I S ALMOST NO WI ND! I LO VE T HE WAY THE W I ND FI LLS T HE SAI L A ND THE BOAT LI S TS TO THE SI DE AND THE BOW CU TS TH ROU GH THE WATER. W HEN I ' M SA I LI NG, I ' M WORKI NG WI TH NATURE. I BECOM E PART OF CREATI ON FA I R WI NDS!!!

If you are a friend of the captain, you can wipe your hands on the sail. African Proverbs: - Where water is the boss, there must the land obey. - Smooth seas do not make skilful sailors. Armenian Proverbs: - The water in which one drowns is always an ocean. - When asked, "What news from the sea?" The fish replied "I have a lot to say, but my mouth is full of water." Breton Proverb: - No matter how treacherous is the sea, a woman will always be more so. Bulgarian Proverb: - If you want to drown yourself, don't torture yourself with shallow water. Cambodian Proverb: - The boat sails by, the shore remains. Chinese Proverbs: - Raise your sail one foot and you get ten feet of wind. - Big ships often sail on big debts. - Don't build a new ship out of old wood. - He who sees heaven in the water sees the fishes in the trees. If rain bothers you, you can always jump into the sea. - No matter how big the sea may be, sometimes two ships meet. - One foot cannot stand on two boats. - The heart is but the beach beside the sea that is the world. - The water that a ship sails on is the same water that swallows it up.

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- There are people that fish and those who just disturb the water. - Though all rivers flow into it, the sea never overflows. - Water can do without fishes, fishes cannot do without water. - After a big ship has rotted away, there still remain three thousand nails. - When a large vessel has opened a way it is easy for a small one to follow. - Whenever the water rises, the boat will rise too. - Why jump in the water before the ship turns over. - You can't load a small boat with heavy cargo Congolese Proverb: - Don't buy a boat that is under water. Corsican Proverbs: - Every source flows to the sea. - Seamen learn to get to know each other during a storm. Creole Proverb: - The sea breeze blows the pelican where he wants to go. Czech Proverb: - All rivers do their best for the sea. Danish Proverbs: - Don't sail out farther than you can row back. - It is too late to learn to swim when the water is up to your lips. - A man without money is like a ship without sails. - A ship on the beach is a lighthouse to the sea. - Better lose the anchor than the whole ship. - Better poor on land than rich at sea. - He that is embarked with the devil must sail with him. - It is good rowing with the sail set.

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- The best pilots are ashore. English Proverbs: - Worse things happen at sea. - Make not your sail too big for your ballast. - The ship that will not obey the helm will have to obey the rocks. Estonian Proverb: - The new boat will find the old stones. French Proverb: - If the seawater were hotter we could catch boiled fish. German Proverbs: - God will help a seaman in a storm but the pilot must still remain at the wheel. - It is good to swim near a boat. Ghanaian Proverbs: - The surface of the water is beautiful, but it is no good to sleep on. - It is the calm and silent water that drowns a man. Greek Proverbs: - If you cannot catch a fish, do not blame the sea. - Where there is a sea there are pirates. - Women are as changeable as the sea. - You know who the good seamen are when the storm comes. - Hungarian Proverb: He who wants to go fishing must not be afraid of the water. - Icelandic Proverb: - You can't complain about the sea if you suffer shipwreck for the second time. Indian Proverbs: - All the water in the sea doesn't even reach the knees of the man who fears not death.

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- Don't bargain for fish which are still in the water. - Follow the river and you will get to the sea. Indonesian Proverb: - The sea becomes the shore, the shore becomes the sea. Irish Proverbs: - Nodding the head does not row the boat. - There are finer fish in the sea than have ever been caught. Italian Proverbs: - After the ship has sunk, everyone knows how she might have been saved. - One should learn to sail in all winds. Japanese Proverbs: - Fear blows wind into your sails. - If you are in a boat you are more afraid of fire than you are of water. - One cannot scoop up the ocean with a sea shell. - Too many hands will row the boat up a mountain. - Where there is fish, there is water. Latin Proverbs: - Each man makes his own shipwreck. - No man can swim ashore and carry his baggage with him. - He who is not lucky, let him not go to sea. Malawian Proverb: - Though near shore, you're still in the ocean. New Zealand Proverb: - The prudent embark when the sea is calm -- the rash when it's stormy. Norwegian Proverb: - There is no wind that blows right for the sailor who doesn't know where the harbour is.

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Palestinian Proverb: - Do good and throw it in the sea. Russian Proverbs: - A boat stands firmer with two anchors. - Not everything is a mermaid that dives into the water. - Once you have fallen into the water, you're not scared of water any more. - Pray to God but continue to row to the shore. Scottish Proverb: - Waves will rise on silent water. Somali Proverb: - In the ocean, one does not need to sow water. Swedish Proverb: - When the sea is calm, every ship has a good captain. Traditional Proverbs: - Hoist your sail when the wind is fair. - Our passions are the winds that propel our vessel. Our reason is the pilot that steers her. Without winds the vessel would not move and without a pilot she would be lost. - Sailors have a port in every storm. - Salt water and absence wash away love. Turkish Proverbs: - A ship with two captains sinks. - The sea never buys fish.

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