Salam.
It is just weirddd...
how people asked for your opinion,
and then they started to analyse you..
Even weird,
when the analysis was disclosed,
without any filter.
when ideas clashed,
opinions intercepted with beliefs,
it aint about finding one who is right or wrong.
we try to find the similarity
and sheer it to the light of clarity.
p/s: so only after a few lines, you now have known the people for a thousand yearssss... cliche
Sunday, September 09, 2012
Friday, September 07, 2012
kembang kempis dadaku
Salam.
Today i had an english workshop with my students.
2 classes combined. so we had 2 teachers working together to teach and control the class.
So today, i handled the workshop together with my colleague, Mr A.
i came in quite late coz the venue was changed.
and to my surprise,
Mr A, whom as far as i know,
never yelled at people,
never really lost his temper,
suddenly turned into a hulk.
he banged the table,
raised his voice,
and lost his temper.
i didnt blame him.
he hold his anger enough.
it was just that the students never really care about the teachers, our feelings.
and if i were in his shoes,
i couldnt even finish my first sentence.
coz i know, i would cry,
tremble and talk with such pondan and shaky voice.
i really want to be hard,
at least inside,
i want to be tougher
at least not too easily shed down my tears..
and i guess,
this profession could teach me that.
(now, i could control my smile and laugh.. like seriously, pull ur funniest joke on me, i could resist myself from laughing out loud.)
kids nowadays kann...
kalau tak ditampar, tak ditengking,
tak jadi manusia.
tapi kalau ditampar,
ditengking,
cikgu pulak dikata bekeng.
p/s: im exhausted but couldnt sleep.
Today i had an english workshop with my students.
2 classes combined. so we had 2 teachers working together to teach and control the class.
So today, i handled the workshop together with my colleague, Mr A.
i came in quite late coz the venue was changed.
and to my surprise,
Mr A, whom as far as i know,
never yelled at people,
never really lost his temper,
suddenly turned into a hulk.
he banged the table,
raised his voice,
and lost his temper.
i didnt blame him.
he hold his anger enough.
it was just that the students never really care about the teachers, our feelings.
and if i were in his shoes,
i couldnt even finish my first sentence.
coz i know, i would cry,
tremble and talk with such pondan and shaky voice.
i really want to be hard,
at least inside,
i want to be tougher
at least not too easily shed down my tears..
and i guess,
this profession could teach me that.
(now, i could control my smile and laugh.. like seriously, pull ur funniest joke on me, i could resist myself from laughing out loud.)
kids nowadays kann...
kalau tak ditampar, tak ditengking,
tak jadi manusia.
tapi kalau ditampar,
ditengking,
cikgu pulak dikata bekeng.
p/s: im exhausted but couldnt sleep.
Thursday, September 06, 2012
ditched
Salam,
Sejak dua menjak neh aku asek kalut aje..kelams ok.
Dan asek memalukan diri je.. >_<
I just finished my kissm course.
Syukur.
But one thing that i wont forget bout my kissm is the part that i missed the bus!
I had a bad beginning and kinda funny ending for my bus trip to and fro ipoh-sg petani.
First day...
I was informed that we needed to gather at jpn ipoh at 9 to ride the bus to sg petani.
So at 8am, i went to lebuh cator..
Only to find cars but no buses.
Mann...i actually went to PPD kinta utara instead of JPN okess.
I really thought that the one in lebuh cator was JPN. *confidence should be praised.*
Looked at the watch.
And it was already 830am.
I didnt effing know where the heck is jpn ipoh. And only had 30 mins to reach there..
PANICCC..
but i kept calm..cewahh.
And reached there at 9am.
And the second bus wasnt even there yet..
Syukurr...
*****
Final day....
But that wasnt the end of my bus nightmare...
After the exam, we had around an hour to pack everything.
So i took my own sweet time to pack,bathe,etc etc.
And went downstairs at 1245.
I wanted to take pics, bid farewell and exchanged final stories with friends...
But that were only in my dreams!
I reached the lobby...
Only to find out that the 1pm bus just left..
JUST left.. T__T
from google
aaaaa..
PANICCC
So i ran and asked mr zainal (the kind man in charge) bout the bus whereabouts..
And yesss...i was the ONLY person left at Seri Malaysia Hotel with a big fat baggage and a heavy bag pack to carry.
I felt like ...wanna scream... ToT
And hence..
I rode a car with En Zabidi (another kind man).
Hehad to sent me there. lol
So yes. i was treated special.
Unlike the other teachers,
I went to the Park Avenue Hotel by car. (ko ada??) -__-
and...
it was the first experience ever that i was left by a bus...
Big time; during kissm.
In the car, i was thinking....
If i couldnt manage to catch the bus at Park Avenue Hotel,
I would (without malu ok), hitch a ride with the JPN people.
Yes, i know...at that moment, i carry a tag "would work for a ride"..
p/s: En Zainal said that this would be my rare experience in KISSM. Mann, it is! @_@
Sejak dua menjak neh aku asek kalut aje..kelams ok.
Dan asek memalukan diri je.. >_<
I just finished my kissm course.
Syukur.
But one thing that i wont forget bout my kissm is the part that i missed the bus!
I had a bad beginning and kinda funny ending for my bus trip to and fro ipoh-sg petani.
First day...
I was informed that we needed to gather at jpn ipoh at 9 to ride the bus to sg petani.
So at 8am, i went to lebuh cator..
Only to find cars but no buses.
Mann...i actually went to PPD kinta utara instead of JPN okess.
I really thought that the one in lebuh cator was JPN. *confidence should be praised.*
Looked at the watch.
And it was already 830am.
I didnt effing know where the heck is jpn ipoh. And only had 30 mins to reach there..
PANICCC..
but i kept calm..cewahh.
And reached there at 9am.
And the second bus wasnt even there yet..
Syukurr...
*****
Final day....
But that wasnt the end of my bus nightmare...
After the exam, we had around an hour to pack everything.
So i took my own sweet time to pack,bathe,etc etc.
And went downstairs at 1245.
I wanted to take pics, bid farewell and exchanged final stories with friends...
But that were only in my dreams!
I reached the lobby...
Only to find out that the 1pm bus just left..
JUST left.. T__T
from google
aaaaa..
PANICCC
So i ran and asked mr zainal (the kind man in charge) bout the bus whereabouts..
And yesss...i was the ONLY person left at Seri Malaysia Hotel with a big fat baggage and a heavy bag pack to carry.
I felt like ...wanna scream... ToT
from google
I was told that the bus will go to Park Avenue Hotel to pick up more teachers there.And hence..
I rode a car with En Zabidi (another kind man).
He
So yes. i was treated special.
Unlike the other teachers,
I went to the Park Avenue Hotel by car. (ko ada??) -__-
and...
it was the first experience ever that i was left by a bus...
Big time; during kissm.
from google
In the car, i was thinking....
If i couldnt manage to catch the bus at Park Avenue Hotel,
I would (without malu ok), hitch a ride with the JPN people.
Yes, i know...at that moment, i carry a tag "would work for a ride"..
from google
p/s: En Zainal said that this would be my rare experience in KISSM. Mann, it is! @_@
Monday, September 03, 2012
ku suka sinar suria...
Salam.
Lady: Ku suka sinar suria,
Man: Aku nak tidur...
Lady: Ku suka kicau burung...
Man: aku nak riuh...
Tapi satu persamaan
Antara ku dan kau..
Kapal Api White Coffee...
Lebih cream..Lebih kawww!
not to promote anything,
just love the commercial.
it brings the differences together under one similarity.
p/s: "Life is like a camera lens. Focus only on what’s important and you will capture it perfectly"-from twitter yo!.
Sunday, September 02, 2012
bukan sesiapa pun
Salam.
ok..jangan emo..jangan emo..
you are just feeling hormonal, sara..
just hormones!
fuhh...
p/s: sabar separuh dari iman. (berfikiran positif lah anda)
ok..jangan emo..jangan emo..
you are just feeling hormonal, sara..
just hormones!
fuhh...
p/s: sabar separuh dari iman. (berfikiran positif lah anda)
ikan kekek
Salam.
hashtag RANDOM
If you want to catch a fish,
use a fishing rod, not a fishing net.
If the fish that you've caught isn't what you wanted,
let it go, gently.
Yes, it will hurt the fish.
But the sooner you let it go,
the quicker it will find its air to breathe,
the better the wound would heal.
p/s: If you keep the fish without intending to do anything beneficial with it,
you are just like a man who fishes using a fishing net;
maybe you should catch buaya darat instead of fish.ok, joke! (no)
hashtag RANDOM
If you want to catch a fish,
use a fishing rod, not a fishing net.
If the fish that you've caught isn't what you wanted,
let it go, gently.
Yes, it will hurt the fish.
But the sooner you let it go,
the quicker it will find its air to breathe,
the better the wound would heal.
p/s: If you keep the fish without intending to do anything beneficial with it,
you are just like a man who fishes using a fishing net;
maybe you should catch buaya darat instead of fish.
Saturday, September 01, 2012
Augusto
Salam.
Hi peeps!
August just ended, leaving its trail.
So far, August smells roses! :)..
minus the torns (that's the part where i whined, being melancholy, moody and so on..lol)
so..what's so rosy and red and romantic and perfumic bout Auggie? (comelnyer panggil august auggie..lol)
BUT, Alhamdulillah, i managed to resist a few urges. :)
Syawal (19th)
My best friend's wedding (23rd)
*sorry, pic couldnt be disclosed*
but rest assured that the bride and groom are GORGEOUS!
My best friend gave birth to a healthy and cute baby boy (24th)
*sorry, pic couldnt be disclosed*
here's the trick- imagine a cute lil baby boy with red lips, fair skin and closed eyes..hehe
My best friend being more 'tante' with another 2 newly born august babies :)
*pics from Tante Gedep*
My own birthday (ehem..) (25th)
and the Merdeka Day! :) (31st)
See, told ya that August(and august babes) are awesome! :p
I heart August, you should (better) too! :p
p/s: Sometimes, we just need to shake our body hard so the heart would come to its conscience.
Hi peeps!
August just ended, leaving its trail.
So far, August smells roses! :)..
minus the torns (that's the part where i whined, being melancholy, moody and so on..lol)
so..what's so rosy and red and romantic and perfumic bout Auggie? (comelnyer panggil august auggie..lol)
Ramadhan
i shamefully admit that i didnt manage to khatam Quran and perform Tarawikh fully in jamaah the whole Ramadhan. need to work more spiritually.BUT, Alhamdulillah, i managed to resist a few urges. :)
Syawal (19th)
Brother and mother's birthday (12th & 20th)
My best friend's wedding (23rd)
*sorry, pic couldnt be disclosed*
but rest assured that the bride and groom are GORGEOUS!
My best friend gave birth to a healthy and cute baby boy (24th)
*sorry, pic couldnt be disclosed*
here's the trick- imagine a cute lil baby boy with red lips, fair skin and closed eyes..hehe
My best friend being more 'tante' with another 2 newly born august babies :)
*pics from Tante Gedep*
My own birthday (ehem..) (25th)
and the Merdeka Day! :) (31st)
See, told ya that August
I heart August, you should (better) too! :p
p/s: Sometimes, we just need to shake our body hard so the heart would come to its conscience.
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