A knight in shining armour

Salam.

"A Knight doesn't always have to fulfill a big need in someone's life. 

Knights can plug small holes too. 

                                                         and happiness is no small hole."

                                                                         (Quote)

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Jauhi resmi ayam-itik, cacing dan rama-rama tatkala berbicara.

Masing-masing tak faham,

Masing-masing senyap.

efektif sangattt...(yeah right) 

p/s: im not really that kain batik kinda girl. whenever i wore one, instead of feeling ayu (like most people could..), i looked like a bibik. :(

inside out

Salam.

*Alhamdulillah, though i had Tuesday blues, it went ok :)*

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Today was another beginning for a new week at school.
i wore a new baju kurung, with a new crowned (sulam atas kepala) tudung.

Like a usual morning, i went to the office, ladies (i had to tahan since 6am u know..the toilet at petrol station was so isocary-isolated n scary. i drove from ipoh btw), met a few teachers and went to the staff room, sat on my chair... 

till my neighbor suddenly looked at me admirably (well, that was my first thought) and weirdly (and that was her actual thought) asked me to bow. u know, to see the sulam design....

.....only to confirm that...i wore my tudung inside out! -_-
*clap clap*

i actually already went to the toilet earlier on and watched myself in the mirror, made a few morning flying kisses (lol..joke!) and still... no sign of me looking weird with my new tudung. *self-confidence should be praised*.
and mannnn, it took one complete morning tour at school for someone to actually tell me that. lol

and now, it made me think..

no wonder, Mr X (my colleague who would actually make a comment on almost everything that he sees-like a pimple on my cheek, brown eye-lines on my eyes, my eye shadow's colors, flowers on my shoes, that blue ribbon on my phone casing, etc). and it was kinda weird that he didn't say anything about my inside out tudung. I think he had his second thought on that coz he did look like wanting to say something at first and pretending (well, from his body language) that he forgot..lol.

still, I'm glad that my friend told me about it before i entered my morning class..or else, i would have to convince my Miss Jay wanna-be caring students that it was a new, high-fashion trend. as if they would buy it!

p/s: my legs...lenguh sangat...huhu

oh my Science!

Salam.

1) Namakan jenis transformer yang digunakan dalam rajah 1
-Megatron

2) Sperma dihasilkan di
-Ovari


Keluh kesah guru sains tingkatan tiga semasa menyemak kertas soalan.
-_-

p/s: yesterday and today. menggemukkan diri dengan fast food.

Monday mood bubu blues

Salam.

Hi

Just a quick updates on  last saturday.

-it was a school day, or i called it as Sathursday.
-We had a few things going on at the same day:

a) Merdeka raya celeb
-nyanyi2, some history telling moments, speech, quizes and so on.

b) Birthday celeb for teachers, staff and students.
 -none of the teachers were born on 31st Aug (but we got one student who was born on 31st!). the nearest was 26th. and I, with a few others who were born on August were also celebrated as the Merdeka peeps. lol
- ehem! untung kan lahir bulan Ogos? hehe

 

 

c) Bicara Ilmu (for form 3 students)
 -it was fun that i could actually meet the parents/guardians to 'bicara' about the kids.

 

 

d) Jamuan

So.... pretty much it wasnt Saddersday at all.
Quite fun Saturday actually.
I went back home (ipoh) though it was only for one day.
As usual, im following my heart and drove back to Ipoh.
Reached Ipoh at night.

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oh ya, btw...
this morning, as i reached SP (from ipoh) at around 7.10 am,
i got a heart rushing beginning of Monday.
Reached quarters at 715am to find out that i forgot to turn off the kitchen tap before i left for ipoh last Saturday (there was water shortage in SP before i left..so yes, i thought ive turned it off) -_-.
Reached school (quite late) to find out that im the on duty teacher. So the assembly went later than usual (but thanks to the other on-duty colleagues). -_-
Reached staff room to find out that another half of the English PMR post trial papers werent stapled. And surprisingly the papers were with me -_-.
looked at the watch and exam would start in 10 mins.
*the English team stapled papers like no-one biz. our hands were like busy octopuses*

and yes, ive told ya right,
these days, ive been clumsy and messy and more PMSer than usual.
gotta be more organize sista!
But Alhamdulillah, in the end, everything went ok.
Students kept on saying they missed me (bodek but it was a good one. lol).

p/s: if there's no evidence, there's no case. Prove it then people will believe it (well, if it is convincing enough).

mind-reader

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

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.

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...

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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 had 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.

 

  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! @_@