Back on track

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Ok, for a while, I lost my knack of writing in English. So, this blog of thoughts has been dusty for quite some time, huh. Lots of things happened, at least, for me, it did. I get to experience lots of new experiences in one go of which I never would have expect it would be some sort of a shock to me. Nope, not until my father told me so...that all these new experiences are still new to me and I'm probably in shock to adapt and accept them.

I have always welcomed new experiences, new challenges in my life but I forgot that I also hated change. It's not easy to change. Because it ain't easy and troublesome, I hated them. Changing your life over 360 degrees is something B-I-G and should not be taken lightly upon. My life is not changing yet, not just yet. But it did turned over a few degrees in which requires me to think and act more mature and rational. I guess things got a little bit out of hand cause I let my emotions take control of me and blurred all my judgements.

Ah, this is all laughable. Yeah, I'd laugh at myself for letting myself fall on purpose. I mean, I saw that little pebble but still, I wanted to let myself tripped over it and fall. That is so childish. Just the other day, I really slipped and fell while on my way home and the egyptian guy who was walking in front of me saw me fell and said, "Ana mali, ana mali.."(bukan saya, bukan saya yg buat awak jatuh) Yes sir, you didn't tripped me, I fell by myself. It was an embarassing sight ;p. And I went back home smiling, laughing at my own clumsiness.

To think that I would be discouraged over little things as these new experiences that I am encountering, this is so0o0o not me. Yeah, I am weak, but never am I weak when I have Du'a and solah to keep me in check, to keep me strong and focused. And there's my father who is always able to steer me back on track whenever I strayed away.

My father is my greatest motivation.
AND
Motivation is what gets you started, like a spark lighter.
BUT
habits are what keeps you going and going.

For so long, only now I get to really sit back and relax.
Enjoying reading all the lessons taken in the lectures.
Hoping that my laziness won't leveled up during my crucial times
or I will be in deep trouble with my grades ;p and that will make my father worries over me, cause if my grades drop, that means something is terribly wrong with me.

So,
hence forth, I'm going to pick up back my habits.
I am going to adapt and get into momentum.

And all the best for everyone as well.

We lost enthusiasm when we lose reason to keep on being enthusiastic.


So, what was the reason you were so enthusiastic and passionate during your first year of medical school? Where did all that emotions and spirits went? Search back for them and may Allah help us and guide us in everything we do, Insya Allah~

P/S: Even so, everyday, I fell asleep during the lectures ;p Always feel like wanna doze off, dunno why though~~~