Saturday, June 29, 2013

What's Your Reason?

A friend asked me,
"Kelsey, why do you come to Kapar to teach every week?"

I don't really have an answer for it. All I know is I enjoy doing it. 

You know that feeling when what you're trying to get through actually gets delivered? Yea, that really comforting feeling. 

That's why I do it every week. 

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Funny Encounter

Just now after class, a guy approached me to help fill up some questionnaire for him. He asked,

"Are you in a relationship?"

"No"

"Were you in a relationship before?"

"No"

"Do you wish to be in a relationship?"

"HELL YES!" O,O

Needless to say, I didn't qualify to answer the questionnaire T.T

Saturday, June 15, 2013

The Re:ed Project


So I recently joined the Re:ed project, something that HELP University is a part of with a few other Teach For Malaysia members. What we do is, volunteer to teach weaker students in SMK Tengku Idris Shah in Kapar, Selangor.

I've attended only 2 sessions so far and I'm teaching English to a few fourteen years old girls. Every time when we are done for the day, the pioneer/ founder of this program sort of, will say a few encouraging words and thank us for helping out because he's really down with volunteers at this moment. 

I heard him say those words twice already. And it's quite saddening actually because these kids will come to school, not pay attention in classes, fight with their friends and the cycle just repeats every single day. Then there are those notorious ones who will join gangs and do just about everything but study. 

But there are also students who want to study but they just don't understand what the heck is going on in class. These are students we hope to help. 

They are waaaayy behind in their studies. Like the girls whom I'm 'tutoring' now, they're actually still reading storybooks with one big picture and just a sentence in a page. What shocks me even more is that they can sometimes pronounce and read the words in the books but they don't necessarily understand the meaning of the sentence. I can try speaking to them in English and asking them simple questions but they're too shy to respond back in English. And I know that they understand what I'm saying because they can translate it in Malay! 

Today, however we played the game 'Stack Up' (?) and I could see some improvements in them. These little improvements and their interest plus effort to come to school every Saturday to study, however small it is, for me, it says something. Maybe their future is not so bleak after all. Maybe the efforts that the volunteers put in will not go to waste after all. 

Another reason that they fall behind in class is because of the distractions caused by other kids. Bored kids. I'm not trying to be sexist but these kids are usually the male kids. We were brought to tour around the school just now and believe me when I say that this is the first time I see bent ceiling fan blades and the legs of the plastic tables being ripped apart. Even the metal gates were partially destroyed. These students even tried to burn down the back of the class! 

I thought I saw the worse when I was in Form 6 in a co-ed school but this is beyond, way beyond what I expected. 

It's unbelievable what these 14 years old boys can do. Imagine what they will be like in a few years if this kind of attitude persists. 

Then it comes the question, who is to blame for all of these? Honestly, I don't know because it is debatable. But hey, nobody's pointing finger at anybody now. 

Conclusion is, we can try to help them as much as possible, but at the end of the day if they don't try to help themselves then everything will just be for nothing. So I'm happy to see some familiar faces who come to class in hopes of getting something in the 2 hours we spend with them. I wish that we can find more volunteers so that these students can be personally tutored instead of doing it in pair or in a group of four. 

So if your university has a similar program like this, go and volunteer! For me, it means sacrificing about 4-5 hours of my Saturdays. But I find it really beneficial also because along the way I'm improving my Bahasa :) 

Do good and God blesses you in ways you cannot imagine. 

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Just Living Each Day

What is your take on life? 

If someone approaches me and asks me that, this would be my answer:

Life is short so live everyday like it's your last. Cos you don't know when you're going to leave this world. Or you don't know when someone dear to you is going to leave your side forever. Then you'll live your days regretting not spending enough time with him/ her. Or how you never got to say 'I love you' enough. 

Make plans for the future. But don't take it for granted that tomorrow you'll open your eyes. 

You're probably wondering why I'm suddenly being so melodramatic. Haha. 

I suppose it's the hormones. 

Right now I feel like I have a situation at hand. I don't know if I'm sending mixed signals or vice versa. Sometimes I feel like I fit in but sometimes I feel like a misfit. All I know is I enjoy being there but there are times when I don't feel like myself. But if I don't grab the chance and test the water, how will I ever know, right? 

Sigh. 

Definitely the hormones talking right now. 

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark

Have I mentioned that I really wanted to be a musician? Maybe in another life. As of right now, I can't play any musical instrument, not even the guitar although I did try to learn some chords which I have forgotten :B And not to mention how tone deaf I am. Oh God why?

If I have a boyfriend who can sing and play the guitar/ piano for me, that'd be awesome :D

Then maybe next time I can force music lessons on my children. Haha I kid. 

I've been hooked to this song.

My songs know what you did in the daaaarrrkk
So light em' up, up, up, up
I'M ON FIRRREEEEE

Getting Out Of My Comfort Zone, Sort Of

I think I'll start posting at least one post per month. I even forgot to post about my 21st birthday celebration last month. On my birthday cake, it was written "Happy 21th Birthday, Kelsey" #laugh.die.me. But all in all, you know I'm gonna say that I feel blessed and grateful cos some of my relatives came from Singapore. Friends whom I thought cannot make it showed up. There was nothing more I can ask for.

Things have been shaping up lately. I made so many new friends. Curb that shyness away sometimes. Although, it is in my nature to not talk a lot but just to listen instead. Dove traits are really prevalent in me :D sometimes I find myself boring. Oh my gosh. But with the right company of friends I can talk like there's no tomorrow. Then I think again, maybe it's not me but it's them. Hmm.. But seriously, I appreciate people listening to me however lame and dry I can be sometimes. 

Anyway, I am really really happy that I decided to join World Mental Health Day although I feel that my contribution is just a tinsy bit. But the few people that I get to know there makes going for meetings, roadshows, fund raisers etc such a joy. Although I have butterflies in my stomach sometimes because of God knows what, it goes away almost immediately. The fun experiences and the even more wacky people there are what makes university life a lasting memory. Something I can pen down in my book of memory. The beginning of a new chapter. You get where I'm going, right?

I didn't really have a certain "theme" to talk about when I started this post, like how I sometimes have so please excuse the unflowness of today's post. 

I've been thinking recently, when am I gonna get a boyfriend? I don't know if I'm a girlfriend material kind of person--> what does that even mean? But I'm so excited to try. I think I've been so excited that I go crazy with the first guy I have a "connection" with. Haha. Bad idea. But they usually will just be crushes. Sometimes lingering crushes. I suppose also it's not been in my nature to be really close to guys. I never really had that kind of experience with any guy in my family. They're all just my relatives, not really people whom I'm comfortable confiding in. I suppose I'm taking the Freudien approach in this and just blatantly blaming my past and childhood.

I don't know why I'm using Psychology jargons now. 

What am I trying to say? I'm not quite sure. But if I were to have a boyfriend, which I hope I do, I pray that God gives me one who is loving, understanding, has a wicked sense of humour and good looking, if that is not too much to ask. 

I would like to feel these feelings
The first time we hold hands.
The first time we kiss. 
The first "I Love You's"
That ought to be exciting, right?

But for now, I'll take things as they go and enjoy each day as it passes by. 


WMHD for the win. I feel like a fcking mafia in this photo. Oh good lord. And I'm really hungry at this ungodly hour. Rawr