My Idol

I have lots of idols in my life. The person who I look up to consist of someone who mostly inspires me to be someone better in life. The one who showed me that life is not meant to give up and back down. I admire people who view life as something that is not just for ourselves but also meant to help others. People like the late Princess Diana, Kyle Maynard (a champion wrestler who was born with a rare disorder called congenital amputation), 14th Dalai Lama and Nelson Mandela. These people contributes good deeds throughout their lives. They gave people the meaning of life, to appreciate every second of it and help others in need. They never gave up their good intention assisting others and try to spread the good things in life. They opened up my eyes, mind and heart to a whole new world. They pointed out that there are than enjoying your life, just for yourself. They brought me to think that life is also about helping others. They showed me to look at life in different point of view. Yes, they did all that. But, the one thing that they are not able to give me is the "love" and "care", they can only show the kindness that I have to project to others.

  

In this case, my idol are both my mother and father. No one beats the greatest love and care that they gave me. They did showed me the same way the idols viewed their lives but of course, with a little twist and zest in it. They did not only showed me but they provides me the life that I supposed to lead in the future. They gave me everything although we are not from a wealthy background, but the most important in life was always the time that they gave me. They spent their time knowing me more and try to understand me on what I wanted in life. They have always been fair to both me and my little brother, Eddy. That is something not every children gets from their parents. Understanding and time. They taught me to be open-minded in life, be kind towards others and be moderate in whatever we did or have to do in life. My father showed me to be grateful of what we have and my mother on the other hand, showed me to be strong in life, face the hardships and obstacles with full of patience. But most importantly, they told me whatever hard in life, remember that I will always have their back. They said that I will never be alone, they will be there for me, for us both. 

They are my idol. They will always be the first and foremost idol in my life. Things may change but I will never change my mind to make them as my idol. I know deep down in my heart that, one day when I am about to be a parent, I will make my parents as my guidance. The way they taught me about life is the most beautiful lesson I could ever have. That is the reason why I chose them as my idol. 

MID SEMESTER BREAK

My mid semester break is not that exciting. It's more like a boring/sad/"nothing interesting at all" time for me. I can say it's kind of a bad week for me and to my family also. My grandfather passed away on the day that I'm supposed to go back to my hometown. My family came to pick me up as usual. They drove all the way from Gua Musang, Kelantan and spend a night in the hotel. The next morning, early morning, my dad's cousin called and told him that his dad had passed away. He immediately called me to pack up super fast so that we can go directly to Sungai Golok, Thailand to attend the funeral. 

Not that I swear to my dad like that. 

See, this is when things started to happen. First, my dad have to drive really fast in order for us to attend the funeral. From Kelana Jaya to Kelantan is a 5 hours journey. After the long journey, my mom suggest that we should switched car because it's too small. Plus, my elder brother tagged along to and then my younger brother, Eddy is going to come as well. So, we then went back to our home, packed some clothes and ready to go to pick up Eddy. He didn't come along to KJ to picked me up so my mom asked her friend to take care of him. So, next place was to my mom's friend's house, all the way in Bertam, also in Kelantan. Before we arrived to Bertam, our car broke down. Yes! The tyre burst. I ain't lying. Luckily, the car didn't lose control and end up in accident because my dad stopped aside of the road just in time. Plus, he said that he had a bad feeling about driving super fast with that car. What a luck,right? (Like the pictures below)

Yep. Similar to this tyre, the thing inside shown off like that.

Without the cracked bumper though.

So, we have to switched the car again. He drove back to our home, switched the car and again to Bertam. We kind of got lost in Bertam, it's a rural area and the road was in pretty bad condition. Holes there and everywhere you turned. So, one hour later, we finally arrived and picked up Eddy. Another 2 and half hour later, we arrived in Rantau Panjang, Kelantan then crossed the border to Sungai Golok, Thailand. Imagine that journey, our back, butt, everything ached. It was really tiring and guess what? We missed the funeral, the prayer and everything. 5 hours from Kelana Jaya to Gua Musang, then from there to Bertam and to Sungai Golok, Thailand. God!! It's no holiday for me. 

Yeap, really really tired!

To make matters worst, my mom also said Lola, our cat died. I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye. :( And it just a ONE WEEK BREAK!!! Where's the fun?? I didn't really get to do anything. Spending time with my family and cats and rabbits wasn't really enough.

Lola, may you rest in peace. You're in a good place now. Love you.

I tell you what, this mid-sem break sucks! For me of course. Hopefully the long semester break after final exam won't ever be like this. Like ever. Please let it be no more. I can't bear of losing anyone anymore.  

So, when anyone asked,

"So.... how's your break?" I'll be like...

"Did you enjoyed it?"

"Is it fun?"