To be honest, this is like my third blog account already. Don't really have a reason why I'm starting a new one. Probably because I'm fed up with the other blogs that kind of doesn't suit my appetite. Haha.
Introductions
selfie at the cameron valley |
"So once again, I post my pic somewhere on the internet." Haha.
Okay, I should introduce my name first eh. Hmm Just call me Ikah, well that's not my real name though. I was born with the name Nur Adibah Akmal Binti Rahimin. But my mom told me a story where they had decided to 'change' my name.
"Ikah dulu masa dalam pantang, macam Ahmad Albab, menangis je siang malam. Abah sampai terkoyak kain pelikat dengar anak bangun tidur menangis ingat kena gigit dengan rimau ke. Ma pi jumpa bidan, dan dia suruh tukar nama. Katanya nama Adibah tu tak sesuai."
Yeah, I used to cry day and night when I was no older than 40 days old. Haha. Mom, why don't you change it legally? ='( Huhu. Anyway, people around me had been calling me Ikah since then. Except my classmates though.
I'm born on June 11th 1996 or Muharram 24th 1317. That technically made me 18 now. Am I legal?
"I just finished my O-level. I'm still a student yada yada yada. Move on, Ikah. You should be wiser now =P."
ahahaha Alhamdulillah. |
Future
So with 10A's in my hand, what's next? Universities of course! I had this vision and mission ever since I was a little girl, that I would study until the highest level that I could afford to. Meaning that I would love to graduate with a PhD something in my hand, replacing this rectangular piece of paper of course!
"But Ikah, are studying to get the tittle or what? A girl shouldn't study that much. Just finish your degree, find a job and marry a good man. Raise a family afterwards!"
But hey there, stop all these nonsense and let's cut to the chase. I'm not studying to get the tittle Dr. or anything. I love studying, it's one of those things that kept my mind working and myself happy. Weird right, studying does makes me happy at times though. Haha
Anyway, with a few weeks to go before I admit to any university I chose here in Malaysia, I would like to pat myself on the shoulder and said 'Good job for surviving high school'. And oh wish me success,
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