3 in the morning. (sudden tribute for history)

la la la la . i am still awake, my eyes are as big as the moon and the clock is ticking so loud telling me i should get some rest. shhh. u dont have to tell me when i should get some rest cos when im resting, no one can tell me to get back to work again. there is never some rest. its always REST and REST only. time for absolute pampers :p i cant shut my eyes in peace.why? because ive drank a glass of two sachets of nescafe. i am so caffeinated now. who needs sleep when reality is better than dream, by the way? hahaha so melampau! actually the real reason behind this drama is i have to read all the information as much as possible about this Germany historian to make sure i have something to write on my answer script on the day of persecution and torture of the fingers (err i mean, the examination day.) at this very moment, i declare myself as the biggest hardcore fan of Leopold von Renke. hehe am still working on to comprehend his whole-life workss.......pheww. i wonder if i can be at least close to something like him. to have the passion in history like he does, to be so eager in discovering the stories, to be lost inside thousands of tales, to read and whisper the names of people who really truly existed in this real world. i wonder how does it feel to be remembered by the people after your time. for the people we dont even know and meet to be expert of our own stories. to know every single details of our steps, to remember us. even after our time.

perhaps thats the reason why some people rather die in honor just so his / her name will be written in history and remembered forever. because history never dies.it continues with every birth of human race. (erm now i wonder, why suddenly im so excited talking about my study?hehe) history is the story. what we write in here, at this very moment will eventually be the history of ourselves. :) (senyum bangga) we will look back at here one day and laugh over silly things we've said, smile over good times we've shared, send tears in our eyes remembering those who had left, and thankful for all the times we have the chance to stay. our past is not something that will haunt and should be fear of.yesterdays were an opprtunity, for us to learn from the mistake and cherish for the memories.

with that note, i shall leave. love; efabulous p/s: reasons why i love history

1. i love watching epic movies.- the true story from the past. i hv to give credit to Troy as it has inspired me a lot.(or to brad pitt to be precised. :p )
2. history requires great reading. i enjoy (addicted is more like it) reading.so we hv something in common here.
3. we're the product of our past. this notion has been glued in my pretty head for such a long time. in order to know myself, i hv to know my past. simple logic.
4. people will fall, when they choose not to refer to their previous steps.
5. to fall in love with history is a gift. only lucky ones get the chance! the world dont need so many historian.let me be the one :)

HISTORIA MAGISTRA VITAE EST!!