Thursday 22 September 2016

Bow Down

Let me start with this: I HATE BLOGGING. Thus, it relates to the main title of this post. Bow down to it, people! Lol.

Okay, I am kidding. Or joking. Or maybe not but I will still say it though because the reason why I am starting to have this link or blog is because it is compulsory. I know, right? It is boring and to be honest, I love to swear and it will look great if this post is full of foul language. Right? But, sadly no. I cannot post it like how I want it to be. *cries like a newborn baby* Oh, and I need to remind you that someone is monitoring my blog and I think I will be graded with what I post on my blog. I mean, I think so? Alright whatever it is, here comes the formal boring post on my story life. Before I start to make all of you yawn like tomorrow is your last day of your life, please, BOW DOWN! LOL.

My name is Iqbal or you can call me Bal, with a single L please and not with a D because I still have plenty hair on my head. So what I like to share with you readers is that I am feeling enthusiastic! *wait, am I?* I think I am feeling it because I just enrolled myself in a professional program called "Mister, I Could Produce Ashes". But people love the abbreviation of it, which is MICPA. Okay, I was kidding. That was not as what I have written before. It actually means Malaysian Institute of Certified Public Accountants. That is right! I am enrolling myself in a professional program to become a certified accountant. *sounds crazy and exhausting, right?* I know, most of you will think that I am money oriented person. Let me tell you something, it is a tough world out there and yes, I need money to survive. I will not lie to you because I am aiming to own money for myself but it is not just that. I have my goals and being a professional auditor *or accountant* is what I am going to start with. Enough with my introduction.

Allow me to start nagging about my activities that I have been asked to do here. The program that I have enrolled myself was called PPAS-MICPA and I will be caged in Taylor's College for nine months and the rest 27 months will be part time studying while working. Gulp. Okay, I took it back since I realised that the latter sounds scarier than being caged for 9 months. So basically, this week is my first week in Taylor's and I have met a lot of new people. I lost my count but basically, I repeat, a lot. So I went for my first Taxation module and hell yes it was overwhelmed. Phew. And then we have this thing, I meant program, called Nurture & Development Program (NDP). It is sort of a preparation for us to enhance our soft skills before job placement. Ergo, besides meeting new people, I have learned that we need to respect each other regardless of their skins, religions or even language. Not to say that before this I was this rude guy who do not respect people and all I know was being mean, no, but it is just that now I know more in depth on why respecting each other's perspectives is important. It is profound as we are living in a country that have many races. You know who you are, Taylor's people and for that, I cannot thank you enough.

Secondly, I firmly believe that the highlight that I have experienced for this week was learning something new from someone who you just met (the lecturers, Taylors' people) with the ones you just knew less than 10 days (classmates/colleagues). Of course it was a little bit overwhelming. Imagine you were just being introduced to everything about the program for the whole day, with a bunch of strangers that will be your lecturers and classmates on the same particular day and all of sudden, you were cramping your head with endless Taxation theories for the next day! Even I need to sip my coffee while typing this sentence, so it shows how overwhelmed I was. LOL. Anyway, it was still the highlight of this week since it did give me an impact to reflect myself on why I signed up for this program even it just started. I hope it will give me a constant reminder to not get carried away with my 'severe' surroundings.

The low light? Let me think. Okay, let me put it in this way, it is not that I am complaining but I believe nothing is perfect, except God. Thus, personally, I feel that living in Subang Jaya, even just for 9 months is hard when your friends that you knew since forever are staying in SJ as well. The fact that they knew I will be staying without my parents in a hostel is luring them to lure me to hang out with them. It is the "hang out until late night" kind of thing so it is a big challenge for me to say no as they were my good friends since my day one in KL. But I believe this low light will not last long as I believe that there are things that we need to sacrifice in order to gain success. I will sacrifice my time for my friends since this program means so much to me and they will understand if they regard me as their friends. Even if they do not agree with it, but as "blood brothers", I know they will get it. LOL.

The last thing I would like to share is one achievement that I have achieved, so far. Hmm. It is a tough one. During my diploma and degree days, I will NEVER START STUDYING if it is the first month of the semester. Not first week, guys but first effing month! But since I enrolled myself in this program, I have STARTED STUDYING the moment I got my hands on the Candidate Study Guide (CSG). I was shocked with myself, either!!! Like seriously, can you all believe it?! :O 

Hah, I think it is enough for now. Yes, I am tired of squeezing my brain in trying to pour what I have experienced into this blog because it is not my thing. -_- I apologised if any of my informal language tend to hurt your feelings while reading this post and I do not really mean it. *I hope so* Haha. It is a boring post though because I do not include any photos. Yet. So just bear with my silliness. Thank you for reading. Till the next post, everyone.