25 years and counting

Happy Birthday to me!
I'm officially 25 years old.
Quarter of a decade.

Today, I'll be writing about me.
I was born 25 years ago in Sentul, Kuala Lumpur.
I was born and raised in Kuala Lumpur.
I am the first child to my ayah and mama.
I am the first grandchild to my tokwea and tok ayoh.
I am now officially a wife to a wonderful husband name Ahmad Shah Razin B. Shahril.

Sounds wonderful right? But actually no.
I learn about life the hardest way.
I was not the smartest in the family.
I was the one to get last place in class.
I was able to read and write at the age of 9 (lambat kn? I think I have dyslexia).
But in time, things turn out right when I score 1A 3Bs and 1C for my UPSR.
that was my biggest accomplishment because there is no Ds or Fs in my results (which I get all the time during my primary years).

I was the one who scored the worst SPM result in 2004, 3Bs 4Cs 1D and 1E.
and I was the first in the family to entered IPTS (why? with the result like mine, who bothered to accept me into their institutions, not worth it! hehehe).
and I did very well and earned myself a spot in UiTM for Bachelor of Business Administration (Finance), one of the toughest program available in UiTM (tell me about it!).
and now, I will be the first to earn my Master of Business Administration at the age of 25.
Not so bad for a dyslexic girl right?!
and I am thankful to Allah that He created me this way.
I really do learn a lot and I am proud of what I have become now.

When I was Young

When I was young, as in primary school, the only friend that I have was a boy that live just upstairs where I live. He was my childhood playmate, schoolmate and best friend. Even though he is a boy but that doesn’t stop our friendship. At school, I have no friends, I was a bullied victim. I still remember, every day a girl (which is 2 years older than me) will come and take away all the money that mama gave me to bring to school (which is 60 sen at that time, I could buy a lot of food and snacks).

Every day during the break hour, I will go to the canteen feeling so hungry that my stomach was grumbling so hard until the person standing next to me could hear them. All I was able to do is watch them buy and eat their food. I was so hungry. I lost my focus in class, that i end up knowing nothing, I could not read, count or spell like everybody at my age does. Plus, my class teacher was reported to be mentally ill during my first year at primary school. Sad isn’t it? but that’s was part of my childhood life..