Superman - Five for Fighting
It may sound absurd, but don’t be naive.
Even heroes have the right to bleed.
I may be disturbed, but won’t you concede.
Even heroes have the right to dream.
It’s not easy to be me.
Life goes on. I’m am grateful for the opportunities that I’ve been given throughout my time in NYP. Not many can say they did what I did. It has been an honor fulfilling each and every one of those roles. I didn’t think I’ll be in this position when I was waiting to be seated at orientation 2 1/2 years ago. I got more than what I’ve bargained for and I thank the Academic Club and the lecturers for giving me every bit opportunity. Emceeing and organizing club events was definitely the highlights of my NYP journey.
To my classmates, I know I haven’t been the greatest of classmates but thank you for being there when I needed you guys the most and for understanding me for who I am. I am one of the youngest and I am still learning as life is a journey. Managing and coordinating 22 brains for FYP wasn’t an easy feat. It turned out to be great and my special thanks to those who worked hard to make it a success. And to be honest, i didn’t enjoyed managing it. Don’t treat me like a child because I’m not one. Nevertheless, it has been a valuable life experience being with you guys and I will cherish the special moments we had.
I have made many great friends along the way and I do wish to continue that friendship well into the future. Insyaallah. Too many to name here. May the club continue it’s success and to every single one of you who’s reading this(I doubt so), all the best for your future endeavors.
Finally, thank you to all those who wished my mum a speedy recovery. She is recovering well and should be discharged by Friday. And yes, I did shed a tear when she was entering the Operating Theater. Love you mum.
Idk lah. I don’t look like one I think. Maybe just because i’m sharing my emotions people find it gay?
because I’m not rich to be printed tees :) It’s nice and comfortable.
Don’t worry. I’m not.
Phew. Hmm. A very tough question. My understanding of love? Someone who accepts you for who you are, good or bad. Love is someone you could look into their eyes and open up your heart to him/her?
Does that answers your question?
It’s nice to meet people you get to see once a year. It’s been an amazing three day stay in Kemaman, Terranganu where my only ways of connecting with the modern world is through a Kopitiam giving free Wifi. I feel refreshed. No worries, no problems. Those can be found back in SG. I shall be here again next year. Goodbye.