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.................... arrived from google.com.my on "rosymberlism" by searching for mumu maira.

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hey there, stalker :)

rosymberl

many people asked me, and some of you might still be wondering. what is rosymberl? what does it mean?

it doesn't have a meaning per se. i came up with that name when i was in form 4. it's derived from a few words that had meanings in my life at that particular time.
 
rosymberl - my name's humairah. which means kemerah-merahan. hence, the word 'rosy'.

rosymberl - 'mber' comes from the word 'december'. i don't know why but i just love the name 'december'. it just looks and sounds nice. of course, if spelled in english. hehe. 'disember'? errrr nope. i'll stick to 'december'. can you see the difference between those two? haha ok ignore me. but yeah, i love it and used it as one my nicknames for chatting when mirc was the 'it' thing to school kids. yup, before facebook rules planet earth. and i think i started to like that name after i heard the song 'my december' by linkin park. loved the song. was a big fan of linkin park and 'my december' doesn't sound like their other typical shout-at-the-top-of-my-lungs songs.

rosymberl - 'berl' comes from 'beryl's'. as in the chocolate and it was one of my favs.

so, rosymberl it is. been using it since. for e-mail, facebook, youtube, etc. it is me. rosymberl is me. i am rosymberl. but i'm not too certain if i'm the sole user of that name or word or term or whatever you may call it. it'd be cool if i could have ownership of it (^_^)

till then. this is me, rosymberl.

Tora Lalala

today is one my girls' birthday. and i thought, 'hmm why don't i dedicate a post for her? since we're hundreds of miles away from each other and i can't bring her somewhere to surprise her like she did on my last birthday'. though this isn't much, it goes specially for you miss NORA!

i don't care if my words sound cheesy haha 'cause she totally deserves some credits! to nora, thanks for being my sidekick through my ups and downs. you were always there to listen. still are and always have been. you're one of the reasons i can revisit my past and never regret the fact that i was sent to australia. it's true, love comes when you least expect it. i thank Allah i met you :) and other 'brisbond' akhawat whom i miss to gather with. eh lari topik sikit. hehe. you've been nothing but a good great friend to me. love you and miss you!

and i'm glad to call you my friend :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY NORAFIZAH MOHD!

Back to the future

warning: i'm going to bore you with the posting thingy again.

you see, there are points in your life when you have to map your future but at the same time you can't have the final say. when the decision is not entirely yours.

besides posting, i had to make that kind of decision when i had to choose which university i'd like to go to pursue my degree. since i chose to teach in primary school, i had two options:

 queensland university of technology (australia)   

or 

 university college plymouth of st mark & st john (the UK).

of course, assuming all disney fairy tales happened in the UK and i can't afford to go there unless sponsored and the four seasons are best experienced there, it was too easy for me to pick MARJON as my first choice and QUT went second. but fate led me to the path i wanted to travel less which also happened to be what i needed most for my character development. i remember dr. suraya announced names of teacher trainees that were offered a place in QUT. the minute she mentioned my name, reflexively my tears went streaming down my cheeks. i just couldn't hold my tears back hehe but it only lasted a few seconds okeh...

on that same day i asked dr. suraya- "mam, was my result not good enough for MARJON?" then she said- "no, but i have my own reasons for placing you in QUT". i never asked her anything with regards to that matter again and God knows what those reasons were. i wish i could read her mind!

so the wind blew me to australia, and i couldn't be more thankful to God for that. alhamdulillah, Allah has His own way of giving me lessons of life. even though i learned them the hard way, even though my tears went tsunami, i guess that was what i needed and what's best for me.

now, how does everything that i just bored you with have anything to do with posting? it's about being given options and at the same time having some authoritative figures determine the final yes or no for you. it is a major life-changing decision but it doesn't lie in your hand. na-ah, not fun. i pray that i'll be posted to the best school God has planned for me and i pray hard that the school  is located in the state i wish to be posted to. hehe. amiin...

Posting

my mind is so, so restless right now.
i can't stop thinking about which state and school i'm going to be posted to.
i tried not to worry but i just couldn't.
it's freaking me out. big time.
the feeling is worse than having to speak in front of an audience which i always have issues with.
yes, at the moment i am that ANXIOUS!
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p/s sorry i'll talk about my 6th anak buah in another entry.