When August comes, it’ll be my final semester in NTU. It really terrifies me to know that I am d.o.n.e. with school, unless I make a (conscious) decision to study Masters which… I probably won’t, for now.
24 Ramadan 1439H.
Whenever I think about my existence on Earth, I often find my self thinking about my achievements and successes. How have I changed the community around me? Have I done enough? Does it warrant a time off from doing more?
It excites me to announce that I will be flying off to South Korea (yes, again) but this time, to Jeju-do!
Chut chut chut… and year 3 semester 2 is now over. It was already over since 25 April for me. It doesn’t feel like it, because summer break… *sigh*
Back in January, I went on a solo trip to Hong Kong. Not so much of backpacking, but more of hiking, eating and meeting my friend, Toby! Hong Kong’s really similar to Singapore with skyscrapers and similar-looking buses. All-in-all, I enjoyed the short getaway to Hong Kong.
It has been a dream of mine to start an independent fundraiser for the causes I am passionate about. After a long period of deliberation and planning (well, it took 2 months actually), I finally initiated kanochromia’s The Education Fund.
Time really flies, doesn’t it? I would be lying if I said that I am fearless of the future. Only a fool is not afraid (I read that somewhere). It’s been a while since I wrote something on this blog, but there is no excuse for that. I had time, I could have made time, …
It means different things. People distinguish or draw a line between a right and a privilege, but to me, the lines get blurry.
To some, I am known as a student. To another, I am known as a friend. To others, I am known as Nazira. But to (sometimes) two people, I am known as their teacher. To be honest, this journey was not what I expected it to be.