Saturday, 24 September 2016

An Appreciation Post For Jelajah Ireland


A journey was ended, doesn't necessarily means the life should too.

Time to go back to the reality. As much I really loved Ireland, it's time to continue my real reason in here, and that is to study.

Thank you to all people who helped through out my journey for these past 14 days.

Starting from Cork - Haziq and Hijaz who accompany me walking in the city and Cili Padi-ing during my last day in there. And for bringing me to see a truly magnificent view as well, during our farewell 😉

Then to Dublin people and PPIMI - for inviting me to handle an internal session with them, and Arifuddin Adam who is patient with my gedik-pickupline-syndrome, Syuhadah for "redha" being used as our free entrance ticket to Book of Kells, and again, to the awesome PPIMI team! It was my honor to finally meet with the team that inspired me so much.

Next, to the Galway community - who made me feel like home and a sense of belonging when I'm with them during the Cinta So Wedding Planner. Special appreciation too, to Ashman and Safuan for helping me a lot when I was in Galway, suggesting place to visit, food to eat, hoodies to wear etc. Really appreciate that! 😍

And last but not least, to Belfast people! Thank you for making me feel the importance of resting, and for being awesome as usual. The memories we've created there could never be recreate again, but will never be gone from my heart. Sadly, you also made my cried during our final night for keep remembering that this is my final contribution in these past 3 years in UK 😭

Thank you, for giving me the opportunity to meet with all of you, and becoming your friend, leader, follower, server etc.

Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.

Aiman Amri, signing off for the very last time before heading back to Malaysia this summer.
May Allah allows us to meet again one fine day, amin.. 😢

Day 15,
Taman Dunkirk Jaya,
Nottingham, UK

Jelajah Ireland - The Final Day

"Good things must come to an end."

Ever wondered why such a quote exists? My understanding from those words are like when we're eating a very delicious cake. We don't eat it as the main course.

Rather, we eat with just enough that can make us feel like on the top of the world for a moment. Just a piece of it, with optimum satisfaction. Imagine, what would happen if we had too much of it? Aren't we going to feel bored? Muak? 

That's why we want to "exit" when at the top. Leave it in our memory as something valuable and with the highest tastiness.

To be frank, I feel sad when knowing that the time I have left in UK is decreasing day by day, minute by minute. To leave something that has been part of me for almost 3 years in here, is something I could never process.

Those precious experience taught me what I know today.
They shaped me for who I am today.
They guided me for what I'm going to be tomorrow.

Realising that I could never get this again anywhere in this whole world and this will be my last, there's no word to describe my feelings and my thoughts but just the tears flowing on my cheek.

Last night, I closed my eyes and the image of my numerous memories in here keeps flashing in my mind. I keep having the thought of,

"This will be the last time I'm here."
"This will be the last time I stand here."
"This will be the last time I see them."

Call me sentimental, I prefer appreciative.

"Friends that are far from each other will always be connected with nothing but by prayer and their faith in each other."



Had we come with heavy hearts and tired eyes, 
From land and land, across a sea or none,
What say you now?

Have not the smiles, and laughter made it worthwhile?
Can we say now, with hands clasped tight, 
And shoulders aligned, 

We stand strong? We stand together. 
We stand with each other. 

Like a unique chain with links of steel, gold, silver, alloy, 
Different, some stronger than others,
Some shiny, some beaten, some dented, some smooth,

And we are clasped together. 
So let's learn of all the metals, 

Let's hold out a linking arm, 
Let's share our metal secrets, 

Let's let's let's.


Day 14,
In my heart

Game Of Throne - Sincere Intention In Contributing


One crucial thing that I've learned lately is to have a sincere intention in our contribution to something.

To be frank, I was actually expecting good feedback from the people. Not because of the "feeling superior" kind of intention, but to because of how much effort I've put into the work. How much effort of wanted to appreciate everyone and their preferred sense. And from that, I would say, I want an equal output from my huge input.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying don't expect a good feedback. What I mean to say is to just give everything you've got. If we go for the extrinsic motivation perspective, we will consider the reward to be one of the major things to pursue.

However, when we seek into the intrinsic motivation part, we will find that the deep and inside satisfaction in our mind is a far better pleasure.

Because when we seek that, we would not care of how the people going to reward us (good feedback, interactive participation etc) but we will always give everything we have, because of that strong will to satisfy ourself through that work.

I was actually expecting a great participation, interactive reaction and a very good rapport with the people I've served for.

However, interestingly, I learned something new instead.
I've learned to be sincere.
I've learned to just work it to satisfy myself through it.

And to me, that is one of the most beautiful learning I've gained so far in life as a PLF 😇

p/s :
I'm considering of putting a new skill in my CV, and that is the ability to become a "midwife", or to be specific, a "diving midwife."

It happened twice in 2 days already. 😏

Photo :
Shooting scene location from the Game of Throne

Day 13,
The Dark Hedges,
Northern Ireland

Knowing Our 'Logam', Understanding Our Passion


"Aiman, can you be the emcee today?"
"Let's apply to be one of the committee!"
"Wanna be the facilitator for that program?"

These are some of the many comments I always get when it comes to event management. To be frank, my "logam" is working thru organisation, especially when it comes to something involving "front face".

It was since my time in UniKL MIAT I've realised about this. And I've embraced it ever since. I'm not like my friends who can speak the language of the quran, or using it as their point on their discussion. In short, I can't really speak "religiously" (you know what I mean)

This is exactly why I really appreciate all my experience during my organisational involvement for these past 6 years.

And another reason of this is because I don't really succeed academically. I'm not the kind of student who scored first class for every examination. Or even second class higher.

I'm not. And I don't I will ever be.

However, I will still be happy. Because I've found my passion, I've found my happiness.

I know that knowledge doesn't necessarily need to be learn in the classroom, but it also can be learn in organisations, events and even in the street!

Now, let's learn together, shall we?


Photo :
Wearing MIAT shirt in front of Queens University Belfast 💪🏻

Day 12,
Queens University Belfast
Northern Ireland

The Giant's Causeway

"According to legend, the columns are the remains of a causeway built by a giant. The story goes that the Irish giant Fionn mac Cumhaill (Finn MacCool), from the Fenian Cycle of Gaelic mythology, was challenged to a fight by the Scottish giant Benandonner. Fionn accepted the challenge and built the causeway across the North Channel so that the two giants could meet. In one version of the story, Fionn defeats Benandonner. In another, Fionn hides from Benandonner when he realises that his foe is much bigger than he. Fionn's wife, Oonagh, disguises Fionn as a baby and tucks him in a cradle. When Benandonner sees the size of the 'baby', he reckons that its father, Fionn, must be a giant among giants. He flees back to Scotland in fright, destroying the causeway behind him so that Fionn could not follow. Across the sea, there are identical basalt columns (a part of the same ancient lava flow) at Fingal's Cave on the Scottish isle of Staffa, and it is possible that the story was influenced by this."
- Wikipedia -

Honestly, I was amazed by this. I have never seen a hexagonal shape rock, let alone thousands of them!

Subhanallah. 😇

Feel so small in the majestic nature of His. This is why I love nature whenever I travelled to a place.

p/s :
It's hard to believe it's my eleventh day in Ireland already! I am loving Ireland more and more, day by day 😍 A truly unforgettable memory!

Day 11,
Giant's Causeway,
Northern Ireland


About Me

A few years ago, just like any typical SPM leavers, I jumped into an engineering field, thinking that it would suit me well, as I love Physics so much. However, due to my deep passion and intention to understand human mind and behaviour, I continued my journey into Bsc in Psychology at University of Nottingham. More About Me →

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