I asked GOD, only some were answered. It is undeniable that humans are forgetful. We only think of GOD when we are in trouble. Only when I realised about these, I, myself, is an unfaithful follower. I'm glad and thankful, at least some of my prayers were answered, when I'm really in need of HIM. Thank You ADONAI!!! *muah*
I knew and still know that GOD made for who I am today. There is never me without GOD. But sometimes, flashbacks make me wonder. What if I didn't get into MRSM? Will I be a scholar like today? Am I a future doctor?
When I was in lower primary, I'm proud to say that I was one of the top scorers every year. My strongest subject was BM. wow!! can you believe it? And I found not much difficulties dealing with other subjects at the same time. However, as I stepped into primary four, being introduced by essay writing, my grades got worse each time. I never thought that I could be that poor! But there was nothing I can do. I've tried several ways to improve and the outcome stayed the same. I was fortunate enough to be trained with my class teacher, who is strict enough. Everyone was afraid of her. And because of her, I scored 6A's and 1B. Well, I got B for Science, unbelievable huh? It's true, I just don't understand very well because it's in Mandarin!
But 6As was good enough for me to get into CBN. Can say it's one of the cluster schools in KL And I actually got in with the help of the Assistant of Headmistress of the primary CBN, because I was quite an active gymnast and she knows me well! Secondary years were fine with me. Eventhough I didn't score very well, which I expected. Well, at least Science and especially Maths are my main subjects. That's why I think that I could score an A for Science in UPSR as it seems that I have no problem understanding Science in English. Then it was PMR. I never want to get the same grade like UPSR, leaving out one odd grade. Honestly, I was afraid, but I had to challenge myself. And guess what, the day that the results were out, I was waiting in the queue, hoping that my name was called to the stage. But in the end, I only got my results after waiting for my turn. I prayed real hard that the gradings were nice to look at. I was even too afraid to take the slip from my teacher! Then, she shout out that:" You only get one C!"
I was:" Whaaaattttt!!" I took the slip from her and scanned through it:" Haaar?? Not again?" There it goes, I scored 7As and 1C, and this time for Mandarin. hahaha..what the @#$%
Is it just fate or am I the one problematic here? Why can't I just score straight As? So i covered myself up. Whenever people asked how much I got, I would say:" 7As!!" If they asked:" Straight A ar?" only then I will tell them the truth. hehe, it's call strategy you know But it was the very moment I felt that the application to get into MRSM was approved.
So, there I was, right on the 3rd day of CNY in Form 4, which is around February, I registered myself in MRSM Muadzam Shah. Staying out from home has been a challenge for me, especially at the age of 16. Homesick and Foodsick especially! I was afraid that I will be treated differently as we, the non-muslims were the minor minority there. So I trained extra hard, extra careful, extra harworking and extra prayers. I could say that my hardworks pay off when I could score more than 90 for History. really unbelievable!! never see an A before for History So I continue what I did to make sure that I do well in other subjects as well. I was actually shocked to know that I scored the highest in the 1st semester. And of course, I carried on. Many friends asked me what's my secret. All I knew that I could understand what was being taught. Everything seems simple and logic for me. I did not study 24/7 like my other friends as I dislike being named as a nerd. I remembered I'd joined lots of activities, just to keep me busy so that I won't be homesick. I used to ask for GOD's guidance to help me stay strong and focus the reason I was there. I used to ask HIM to help me understand easily in every class and each time I study. Days passed and my dream was fulfilled. At last I got straight As, or better still straight 1As in one of the major examinations, SPM. but there's a slight sign from a dream-destroyer, I got an 2A for English 1119. hee!
YAY!!! My life gets better when I was blessed by God, being a JPA scholar to pursue medicine. As I hope that my studies will be just like the old days, it was rather a slight disappointment and frustration. I find it hard to cope myself with the pace and the syllabus. I've ubderstand everything but why can't I score. Every test, every subjects, every exams, I've asked myself, where did I do wrongly? How can I regain myself back? When can I see miracles happen again on the score sheets? I've asked GOD as well since HE understands me the most. But soon, I figured out myself. or did GOD actually showed me without letting me knowing?
It was only then that I realised that I'm walking away from GOD. I've trained lesser, less cautious, less hardworking and less PRAYERS. I didn's ask for GOD's love and guidance to help me understand each time in the class or when I study. I thanked HIM lesser each day. I became forgetful. It serves me right....