sorry for the long absence.
busy and tired with the working life.
and now with the raya visiting.
hardly have any personal time for myself.

children taking their final year exams.
kinda scared for them.
but i'm actually proud that many of my students..
well not all..actually memorised what i asked them to
for their karangan..
i feel oh-so-proud of them..
here's what i asked them to memorise by hard.
its for the opening of the compo.
"Cuaca pada hari itu sungguh cerah.
Bunyi burung yang berkicau-kicauan sangat merdu.
Angin yang meniup sepoi-sepoi bahasa menyamankan lagi
suasana pada hari itu. Perasaan saya sungguh gembira."
bagus tak? bagus tak?
heh.

i promised to upload pics of my new bed. so here goes..

see that 'little princess' pillow. my fav for now.
a birthday gift from my fellow joyriders.


my new curtains. nice kann....

cant help it but to feel jealous.

no matter whether u're my fren or not,

i'll still feel jealous.

so get away!

surfing net in school.
something which i rarely do.
its boring when you have nothing much to do.
but i'll cherish every minute of it.
i like it when the staff room is almost empty.
you can do whatever you want and have nothing to worry about.

shopped at ikea last nyte.
bought myself a day bed.
just wanted to have my bedroom changed.
will post a pic up when it is delivered to me.

well now that i'm working, must i give duit rayer?
sungguh menyedihkan!
i would rather be studying and receiving money..
rather than giving out money.
*sigh*

a week more to go...

friday marks the end of my long week.

and i'm always in high spirit when its coming to an end.

but lately my mood hasnt been good.

pmS? nah..its the kids.

they are driving me nuts.

whenever i have lessons with my p3,

my mood will automatically change.

they are still young..yes..

still look like babies..yes..

but becoz of one boy, lessons with them are hell.

a boy with an attitude, a big bully, and a very corrupted mind.

imagine a 9 yr old saying, 'jubur', 'fuck', 'chibai', 'kiss my ass'.

he's a real monyet lah.

having to deal with him is one thing, my p5 em3 are gettin out of control too.

i cried on friday. becoz i was just too angry.

too too angry!

i was asking this boy to sit down, and he shouted back at me,

"saya punyer pasal ah cikgu!"

he raised his voice at me! not once. but many times.

that trigger evrything.

i blew up.

i started shouting at them like some mad woman on the loose.

better not mess with me kids.

i'm no longer that sweet teacher you can toy around with.

looking forward to the new week.

becoz its psle marking day. and that means sch holiday.

yessa!

i just feel like posting an entry about myself.

i just looked through the papers which my fellow floorballers wrote.

the one they had to write about yazid, jason n myself.

yes i still keep all those papers.

because at least i know how i'm progressing as a person.

i may look tough on the outside.

but only few knows that i'm actually soft on the inside.

first impression of me is always negative.

others find me arrogant.

hmmm...

i guess i'm strong-headed too.

and i can't admit defeat.

i always wonder if i had carried out my responsibilities as a leader.

i wonder if i've brought up and nurtured my wyldkatz well..

honestly it was hard for me to deal with the criticisms i get from some.

i acted strong because i had to.

eventhough some said i deserved the post, i question myself every now n then.

even now, when its over.

i blame myself for making such decisions.

have i made a mistake?

i wonder...

i'm striving to change into a more better person

be patient.

do not give up when you still have something to give

me n mister visited our dearest yazid in ocs on sunday.

together with his family in that big old trajet.

cheerful as always. gettting thinner n thinner.

later become kudut like me.

speaking of kudut..i weigh 46kg now.

in all i lost 4kg. thats bad. really bad.

no idea why i lost weight that much.

because i've been eating a lot...

ibu have been asking me to pay a visit to the doc.

but being the stubborn me, i just refused to.

so back to ocs.

its a very big camp. very big mind you..

and i just learnt that..

they have to study and sit for exams.

no wonder its called a school.

and there are ladies..cool huh...

let the pics do the talking..

mister, yaz & me in his bunk

the very big dining hall

the nice view from the HQ

the tank yazid drove..hah..kiddin

dearest yazid

me & mister

gift & letters from cambodia

thank you dear ones for always having me in mind.

we'll be back.

soon.