I know how long ive been ditching this space but i was really busy with assignments, tutorials, presentations, classes and club activities. I know i should be studying right now but they say when you love something, you will still do it no matter what. So here i am updating about the bits and pieces of things ive been up to. It might not be in order but ill just said the main point of it. :)
Brandon's birthday at Amigo
So, last Saturday i follow the CF people to clean up the disabled home. Honestly, i was really happy because i love these visitations as it is part of what i love to do (bring joy and spread love). I wasn't actually scared as i have cousins who is in disabled school in Penang and i visited her once. They may seem extra active than normal people and one thing to keep in mind, they don't actually understand what they are doing but they are definitely happy when they get visitors. The last time in the school, the people were really fine and controllable but this time it did not hit me that it is gonna be (honestly speaking) scary. These people are cramped in such a small house with lack of proper spaces and proper places to sleep in. They are not actually trained like those in schools so these people may scream and just come over to grab you. I started to get scared when i hear people screaming and and running around, getting scolded by their carer. In this house, these people and separated according to gender. Guys above, girls below and thank God i was given the ground-floor duty. Ground-floor are girls and they are not wild like the guys so i can still work with them. Below is practically a picture of a small hall with tv, their beds, cupboards and sofas. Like all in one with so many people. Which at this point, brought me to sadness hoping and praying that they will be blessed with better home.
Move on, we started moping the floor, some went for painting. We all went prepared because the smell there is umm terrible. Imagine them just peeing on the floor like that (for some of the disabled) and the carer did not actually clean the pee so it is left like that. The reason why the smell is so strong. Partly, we cant blame the carer because the really have lack of carer. However, i feel that it is the responsible of the boss to make sure the hygiene of the place because they might get bacteria infection. Well, i can't judge nor comment much, i just promised to myself that when i am finally financially settle down, i will help these people to get a better place to stay. We moped the place for almost three times and we still feel it is not clean and the smell is still there but we really couldn't do anything else with the people running around. Do not forget the people we are dealing with are those who don't actually understand us so we have to take our time to talk to them.
This kid (picture above) is really cute. He is deaf and dumb and is classified as autism but the joy in his face when we played with him definitely brought happiness in our heart. Anyway, i did not manage to get a picture for the upper floor but that was because i am scared. There is this kid that will run and snatch your phone and you know it is really hard to get hold of their strong grip. I had to hold Fiona and Clarissa's hand because i don't want to start screaming as the upper floor already filled with too much scream. I went above and my heart sank even more, looking at the bed the are sleeping on and the guys are all definitely more wild so they might end up fighting. When they fight, it can get really scary with the carer screaming at them and scolding them. Total number of people above is approximately 15 people.
All in all, we cleaned and sing for them. Blessed them with love and we prayed for them. We just hope that our presence bring joy to them and i wouldn't mind to go back and visit them again. :) So, i hope when i return, the place are more improved and their hygiene gets better too. It was one of the day that i feel so satisfied and blessed at the same time (for the life i am having now). Such a happy day! :D
At this point, don't ask me why i have like so many birthday celebrations but i definitely do have A LOT of friends born in the month of August. For this celebration, they decided to throw a bbq party to celebrate their birthdays. They are friends i've known during my degree through friends but now have become a closer friends in life. :) Hangout friends and supper buddy. :)
(Oh no, ive got next class to run to so im gonna wrap it up).
To end this post, here is a picture of muh selfie. :D The past week have been heaven and hell but i believe that God never fail to give me the strength to walk through the tough times. In a week, i cried, i got pissed off, i got so overjoyed, i got depressed, i almost gave up knowing what i am feeling. This bittersweet week showed and taught me so much. From complaining to count my blessings, from being pissed off to silent treatment, from weak to strong, from bitching to just narrow down the number of people who appreciated my presence and my joy. Should i say i cursed so much this week because i couldn't take the stress ive got from some people because i just don't know how to communicate with people who just, only communicate with you when they want to. I just feel the need to release but at the same time i know i shouldn't be releasing it in a more bad way. I blamed myself more than blaming others because i just know i cant be right all the time. I just hope ill be closing this semester and never to return again. It's been stressed, depressed, angst-y, sad, happy and i can only say i just don't like being here anymore. :/ I just hope, for the rest of the journey, i will learn and grow from mistakes, and also learn what is right to do and what is wrong.
P.s/ Sorry if this is a complicated post but i could only sum up my week in confusion. :)
Jan
Brandon's birthday at Amigo
Last thursday, we celebrated Brandon's birthday at Amigo. Brandon is one of those that i known since the very first day i step foot in my first class. Definitely someone who coloured my life (in good and bad). Despite all the hard times we've gone through we know that the bond only gets stronger each day and i am definitely thankful for such a great friend. It was just a simple celebration but the laughter we all had was definitely unforgettable.
Hussein's fail birthday surprise
The next day was Hussein's birthday. We wanted to go his house and surprised him but i guess we are all not a trained thief because we took an hour just to open his front door. After all the sweat and tiredness, we still didn't manage to open his door (something went wrong). Guess what, he climbed through his balcony of his room and jumped down the road to celebrate with us. HAHAHAHA! It was definitely super funny moments for us. Well, Hussein, a guy from Abu Dhabi who have a super complicated friendship with me. I don't think i want to spend my time writing it but i can tell he is someone that i cannot understand. LOL. Eventhough he is really hard to understand, he have really been there through my hard times and definitely know me inside out because he walk with me through the hard times i had since university life. But sometimes he can be a super pain in the ass. So i classify him as my bitch (a different definition for him) instead of friend. So, i am still blessed to know him. :)
1st visitation to the disabled home
So, last Saturday i follow the CF people to clean up the disabled home. Honestly, i was really happy because i love these visitations as it is part of what i love to do (bring joy and spread love). I wasn't actually scared as i have cousins who is in disabled school in Penang and i visited her once. They may seem extra active than normal people and one thing to keep in mind, they don't actually understand what they are doing but they are definitely happy when they get visitors. The last time in the school, the people were really fine and controllable but this time it did not hit me that it is gonna be (honestly speaking) scary. These people are cramped in such a small house with lack of proper spaces and proper places to sleep in. They are not actually trained like those in schools so these people may scream and just come over to grab you. I started to get scared when i hear people screaming and and running around, getting scolded by their carer. In this house, these people and separated according to gender. Guys above, girls below and thank God i was given the ground-floor duty. Ground-floor are girls and they are not wild like the guys so i can still work with them. Below is practically a picture of a small hall with tv, their beds, cupboards and sofas. Like all in one with so many people. Which at this point, brought me to sadness hoping and praying that they will be blessed with better home.
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| Ground-floor hall with approximately 15 people |
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| Ground-floor : Clarissa playing with the disabled kid / And the autism lady(white shirt) |
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| Nic, Kid(autism), and Abel. |
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| Fiona, Liz and Me (Tired faces) |
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| (Upper floor) Abel playing with this really cute kid |
BBQ vs. Jeremy and Edwin's birthday
At this point, don't ask me why i have like so many birthday celebrations but i definitely do have A LOT of friends born in the month of August. For this celebration, they decided to throw a bbq party to celebrate their birthdays. They are friends i've known during my degree through friends but now have become a closer friends in life. :) Hangout friends and supper buddy. :)
(Oh no, ive got next class to run to so im gonna wrap it up).
To end this post, here is a picture of muh selfie. :D The past week have been heaven and hell but i believe that God never fail to give me the strength to walk through the tough times. In a week, i cried, i got pissed off, i got so overjoyed, i got depressed, i almost gave up knowing what i am feeling. This bittersweet week showed and taught me so much. From complaining to count my blessings, from being pissed off to silent treatment, from weak to strong, from bitching to just narrow down the number of people who appreciated my presence and my joy. Should i say i cursed so much this week because i couldn't take the stress ive got from some people because i just don't know how to communicate with people who just, only communicate with you when they want to. I just feel the need to release but at the same time i know i shouldn't be releasing it in a more bad way. I blamed myself more than blaming others because i just know i cant be right all the time. I just hope ill be closing this semester and never to return again. It's been stressed, depressed, angst-y, sad, happy and i can only say i just don't like being here anymore. :/ I just hope, for the rest of the journey, i will learn and grow from mistakes, and also learn what is right to do and what is wrong.
P.s/ Sorry if this is a complicated post but i could only sum up my week in confusion. :)
Jan
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