love

What does love mean to you? Is it an emotion? Or it is just a word that just pop out of nowhere? Love can be subjective. It differs from every person’s point of view. Love from a child’s viewpoint, could be the moment that he is feeling secure in his mother’s hug. Love from a teenager’s viewpoint, could be the moment he had his first date. Love from an adult’s viewpoint, could be the moment he spend with his family. Does love evoke the sense of security, or it’s just about lust?

Well, I don’t know much about love. I am just a going-to-be-eighteen-year-old young adult. Do you expect I have a very relevant view about love? I am still prohibited to watch adult-rated movies. Don’t ever think big about my perception about love. You will regret. But this is my viewpoint of something that people called love.

What is love? Love. Love. Love. I think that love just come by itself. When you feel it, you just don’t realize it. It doesn’t going to tell it is coming to you. Do you ever receive a call that sound like this, “Hello, this is LOVE. I’m coming to your life in about..mm..let me check my watch first..about fifteen minutes from now. Is it okay? Or I need to arrange an appointment with you first?” I bet no is your answer, right? If your answer is yes, please find yourself a psychologist, immediately. And don’t come any near to me again. Haha.

Love is not the feeling that only being felt when you are with your girlfriend. Love is also about family, and friends. Then, why do people always relate love to boyfriend-girlfriend relationship? Let’s come out from the box. If I say, “I am in love.” Does it mean I am having a feeling towards a girl? I can say that I am in love with my parents, because they provide me money and shelter ever since the day I was born. I can say that I love this moment of being a single and available person. I also can say that I love every second of being me.

I don’t want to condemn those who are in love. Love makes you more aware of yourself. You will tend to take good care of yourself when you know that you are in someone’s heart. Love also can make people suffer. Many people suffer from love, especially love for money. As a whole, love makes the world go round. And the greatest love of all is from Him, and for Him, the Almighty, the Most Merciful.

Maybe you are wondering why I am writing about love. Does someone have captured my heart? Or I just had a crush with someone? Haha. Naa.. I don’t need any reason to write about love. It is just I don’t know what to write about, and this is what came out from my mind. Now that you have read what I think about love, I want to know yours too. So, what is love to you?

two

Week two in KBU, I have to adapt myself to the AUSMAT year. This year is going to be a very hectic year, full with assignments and homework. I still do not think I am ready enough to encounter 2009, but I have to be. Last year, nineteen out of 96 of my seniors failed to score the required marks for AUSMAT, and for this year, I hope that I am not going to be like them.

I was right, I am right. My prediction about this year is absolutely true. Referring to the course outline given by the lecturers of every subject, there is no doubt that this year will be very tense. I took a deep breath, just to relax myself for a moment, and then I fell asleep. Suddenly, my parents’ hopes appear to wake me up. A sudden impact hit me with a blast. I have to struggle. I don’t want to let my parents down. I will make them proud of having me as their son.

EALD classes. There is some funny moment that I had during the classes. First, I learn a new word that I tangled my tongue to pronounce it, which is ‘onomatopoeia’. When I got home that day, my mouth would be mumbling quietly to perfecting my pronunciation of ‘onomatopoeia’, and I still don’t get it yet. Why there is a word like this? It makes my life a bit miserable. Huh. Secondly, I experienced a very humiliating moment that I don’t want to share with anyone. Only Mud and I knew about this. Haha. I just can say that it is about a word in a novel that sounds unfamiliar to me. No hard feelings, okay?

Week two presented me with a lot of homework to be finished. Yet, I have to take some time to relax. One of the ways to do so is hanging around at the ‘mamak’ stall, where my friends and I usually had our dinner. But, on some occasion, I went there with my family. One Saturday night in a ‘mamak’ stall in Klang, when I was having a very delicious ‘mamak’ delicacy, a group of teenagers caught my sight. There were boys and girls. They were very chaotic and noisy. They were annoying me with their rude act, and their loud voices. Where is your respect, guys? Where is your politeness? Don’t all of you realize that we are Malaysians, and Malaysians doesn’t act like you do! I suddenly lose my appetite, and I didn’t finish my meal. I went home and wondering why they become like that. Aren’t they supposed to be more down-to-earth? Or at least obey the fifth ‘Rukun Negara’, which is “kesopanan dan kesusilaan”, right?

So, that’s about my second week in KBU. How was it? I will rate it as average. There is nothing much happen to my life, except that I am growing older day by day. Haha.

me

All right now. Where to begin? For the first post, I would like to introduce myself. As for Mr. Derrick, we haven’t known each other very well, right? This post will give me the opportunity for me to let you know who I am.

Firstly, of course, my name. As stated in my Mykad, Muhammad Fadli bin Mohd Din is my name. But, my peers addressed me as Fadli, which is shorter and simpler. I also have other nicknames, though. Yet I think to be called Fadli is much better. My mother gave birth to me on 28th February 1991, luckily not the 29th. If so, I will have to celebrate my birthdays once every four years.

Secondly, my family. I consider it as a government cabinet. Want to know why? Well, I assume my father is the Prime Minister, as he is the head of the family. His name is Mohd Din, works for himself, and originated from Kelantan. The Minister of Finance would be my mother. Ras Aninah is her name, and she works as a teacher. Yes, she is the one to control the family’s expenditure. Myself, as I am the oldest of four siblings, would be the Minister of Defence. I am the one to look after my younger sisters, there are three of them. My first sister is Fairuz Afifah. She is the Minister of Religious Matter, or likely to be known as ustazah. There is a reason for this, that is because she studies in a religious school. Next, Nurul Firzana, my second sister. Cooking, cleaning, and doing the chores would be her responsibilities, because she is the Minister of Home Affairs. She is also studying at the same school as her elder sister. Last but not least, my youngest sister, Farah Syafiqah. She is the Minister of Youth and Sports, because she is the youngest and most active person of the family. She will only stop moving if she is sleeping.

Now, about my hometown. It is a rural area, but has very convenient infrastructures. I would tell it is a modern ‘kampung’, which is called Kg. Sg. Udang. What I love the most about this area of living is that the people are very friendly. All person in the neighbourhood know each other well.

Before I enrolled in KBU, I studied in a technical school, Technical Institute of Kuala Lumpur, as a technical science student. The school is located in Bandar Tun Razak, Cheras. I learned a lot in there, not only academically, but also learning how to be a better person. The best part of this school is that the students were not only learned the theoretical knowledge, but also the practical skills. These skills are very important for them in order to prepare themselves for the working life, because the job opportunities are scarce, and skilled workers would be hot prospects for many companies.

So, that’s all I can tell about me. It is just a brief introduction, but from time to time, you will know me better. Oh, before I end my post, I would like to apologise if there are grammatical errors. I know my English level is average. I hope I can improve this year, with the help from my lecturer and friends.

Till next post then, bye for now…