By reading this, I've wasted about 10 seconds of your life...
by the way, makin ramai plak baca blog aku yang tak seberapa ni...
segan la pulak~
Muahahah
:p
by the way, makin ramai plak baca blog aku yang tak seberapa ni...
segan la pulak~
Muahahah
:p
Her Reply~
cant reveal the message though...
too personal
: )
People say
Little things that we make
mean
A LOT
to some people...
Yes, I made this...
Yes, it's kinda lame...
but
it'll surely make my girl smile
or
laugh
: )
A few girls that I'm close with told me...
"it's easy to make a girl fall for you, just take her out and show what a gentleman you are... simple things such as sending her to her door, being courteous and buying her flowers will definitely give a good impression of you..."
"even if you're not cute, tall and handsome, if you're good with your words, and a man of your words, you'll conquer our hearts..."
"for girls, first impressions are essential. So, Pamie, you must look good and be nice and cool and whatever all the time... coz you'll never know that a girl might be noticing you..."
"we girls hate waiting... So, if you want us, show some god damn effort and hurry the fuck up... Impress us!"
Again, those are not something I just crap... but I quote them...
"even if you're not cute, tall and handsome, if you're good with your words, and a man of your words, you'll conquer our hearts..."
"for girls, first impressions are essential. So, Pamie, you must look good and be nice and cool and whatever all the time... coz you'll never know that a girl might be noticing you..."
"we girls hate waiting... So, if you want us, show some god damn effort and hurry the fuck up... Impress us!"
Again, those are not something I just crap... but I quote them...
Here's one of my entry for my Literature Journal which I've submited to Madam Naga this morning...
It is correlated with the novel "The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole"...
"Looking back through my past naive teenagers years, sometimes I wonder why I did all of those stupid things that only teenagers would make. I feel embarrass now when I suddenly realize that all that had been done then was pointless and irrational. Nevertheless, I never regret all of the things that I did because most of them were extremely fun and some of them taught me to be wiser and more matured. I remember how I crashed to a static lorry because I thought I was psychic and able to ride a bicycle with my eyes closed. It won me a trip to the clinic, a few stitches and hours of mom’s nagging. Not to mention my humiliating teenager love life. I got interested with this cute looking girl and wrote her a letter which did not resemble a love letter at all. In the letter I drew a self portrait of myself (which did not resemble myself at all because I sucked in drawing then) waving at her with a dialogue balloon saying, “If you can guess who am I, then we would be together forever”."
Yati read the entire journal and said...
"I want to publish your book"
...I am the king of crap...
I was hanging out at my balcony...
Looking at the dark clouds...
thinking about how would it be if suddenly a giant Godzilla comes to Malacca...
Mesti kesian,
Takde tempat menyorok
Bangunan kat Melaka ni kecik2 semua, tak macam New York...
Looking at the dark clouds...
thinking about how would it be if suddenly a giant Godzilla comes to Malacca...
Mesti kesian,
Takde tempat menyorok
Bangunan kat Melaka ni kecik2 semua, tak macam New York...
Hari ni dah masuk hari ke empat aku puasa enam...
Inilah juga first time dalam hidup aku,
aku puasa sunat... (nama je anak imam masjid)
ngeheheh
Berpuasa sunat ni sememangnya lagi banyak dugaan daripada berpuasa di bulan Ramadhan...
Ye la, orang lain bukan main melantak, menibai semua jenis makanan,
aku terpaksa tahan je la kemahuan serta keinginan untuk makan ini...
Lagi tak tahan bila ada orang offer makanan...
Lebih2 lagi makanan tersebut adalah karipap sedap kat cafe level 4 campus...
meleleh air liur...
masa tak puasa takde pulak yang offer kan? kan?
takpe
2 hari lagi!
berjuang! berjuang!
*lepas ni aku nak cuba puasa sunat hari jumaat dan isnin plak
You know...
Instead of typing this blog, I should be doing my literature journal (assignment :p )
Oh, well... you know what they say
procrastiNATION is the biggest NatioN of the world...
Instead of typing this blog, I should be doing my literature journal (assignment :p )
Oh, well... you know what they say
procrastiNATION is the biggest NatioN of the world...
It's been a hectic week and damn next week is gonna be more hectic...
This Morning, my TESLian friends and I went to Sekolah Kebangsaan Padang Temu (SKPT) to do some activity (English Day) with the school kids...
We've done this before last year and it was HELL... well, for most of us...
We all wore black and it was like a symbol of death and mourning for me...
The moment we entered the school gate, we were greeted by the teachers who were all wearing green Batiks... and of course the school kids who were all gathering in lines in the parking lot...
at first, surprisingly the kids seemed so quite... so controllable... I almost had second thoughts that today, it might be better than the last time...
but then, after Alvin as the project leader gave his speech (it was a bad speech by the way... maybe he's not prepare), the kids shown their true faces...
throwing stones and each other, talking, giggling, hitting each others' head... Wow, it would be total chaos...
After a series of speeches from the teachers, Alvin and Dr. Mizan, all the kids went to their classes and that's where the chaos started...
I were assigned to administered an hour test to the class of 6 Bestari...
I thought they would gave me a classroom with all the tables and chairs have already be arranged for the test, so it would be easier for me to control the students...
Instead the students were placed in a hall and I would'nt be handling only 6 Bestari... but also 6 Bijak and 6 Budiman... with Nasuha... (the name of the classes did not at all reflected the students attitude)
hell, the moment I stepped foot into the hall, the students were all running around, bashing each others head, screaming and laughing like I was not even there...
"They gave us the hall... shit, how're we gonna set up the test? there's no chairs and... tables!", said Nasuha with a panic kinda face...
It was chaos (as predicted) as Nasuha madly screamed at those kids a couple of times but I wont describe the situation in detail coz I'm not in a mood to type and it will be a waste of your time reading me complaining about me not being able to control the situation...
But I do wanna share this...
A kid kept calling me "abang, abang, tolong saya bang... susah la..."
so I helped him a bit and he is kinda smart... He knows about all the past tense, present tense and can translate English sentences correctly...
then, I saw him not writing his full name...
Me: Tulis nama penuh eh...
Kid: Ha?
Me: Tulis nama penuh ni...
Kid: Ni dah tulis...
Me: Tulis la nama ayah sekali...
Kid: Tak payah... ayah dah takde... tak payah tulis pun takpe... (he said it with a straight face) tak yah tulis ehh...
I lost my words... Dunno how to react... Poor kid...
It made me ponder...
Looking at the faces of those kids, the laughter, the giggling... there might be some pain hidden inside them... or maybe they're not mature yet to know what real pain is...
anyway, the English Day went fine... tests administered, the treasure hunt went well, closing ceremony was hectic but it went well also (dah malas nak taip), the kids seemed to have fun despite of us being exhausted and not to mention the amount of sweat we shed upon our body...
This Morning, my TESLian friends and I went to Sekolah Kebangsaan Padang Temu (SKPT) to do some activity (English Day) with the school kids...
We've done this before last year and it was HELL... well, for most of us...
We all wore black and it was like a symbol of death and mourning for me...
The moment we entered the school gate, we were greeted by the teachers who were all wearing green Batiks... and of course the school kids who were all gathering in lines in the parking lot...
at first, surprisingly the kids seemed so quite... so controllable... I almost had second thoughts that today, it might be better than the last time...
but then, after Alvin as the project leader gave his speech (it was a bad speech by the way... maybe he's not prepare), the kids shown their true faces...
throwing stones and each other, talking, giggling, hitting each others' head... Wow, it would be total chaos...
After a series of speeches from the teachers, Alvin and Dr. Mizan, all the kids went to their classes and that's where the chaos started...
I were assigned to administered an hour test to the class of 6 Bestari...
I thought they would gave me a classroom with all the tables and chairs have already be arranged for the test, so it would be easier for me to control the students...
Instead the students were placed in a hall and I would'nt be handling only 6 Bestari... but also 6 Bijak and 6 Budiman... with Nasuha... (the name of the classes did not at all reflected the students attitude)
hell, the moment I stepped foot into the hall, the students were all running around, bashing each others head, screaming and laughing like I was not even there...
"They gave us the hall... shit, how're we gonna set up the test? there's no chairs and... tables!", said Nasuha with a panic kinda face...
It was chaos (as predicted) as Nasuha madly screamed at those kids a couple of times but I wont describe the situation in detail coz I'm not in a mood to type and it will be a waste of your time reading me complaining about me not being able to control the situation...
But I do wanna share this...
A kid kept calling me "abang, abang, tolong saya bang... susah la..."
so I helped him a bit and he is kinda smart... He knows about all the past tense, present tense and can translate English sentences correctly...
then, I saw him not writing his full name...
Me: Tulis nama penuh eh...
Kid: Ha?
Me: Tulis nama penuh ni...
Kid: Ni dah tulis...
Me: Tulis la nama ayah sekali...
Kid: Tak payah... ayah dah takde... tak payah tulis pun takpe... (he said it with a straight face) tak yah tulis ehh...
I lost my words... Dunno how to react... Poor kid...
It made me ponder...
Looking at the faces of those kids, the laughter, the giggling... there might be some pain hidden inside them... or maybe they're not mature yet to know what real pain is...
anyway, the English Day went fine... tests administered, the treasure hunt went well, closing ceremony was hectic but it went well also (dah malas nak taip), the kids seemed to have fun despite of us being exhausted and not to mention the amount of sweat we shed upon our body...
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear. That tips with silver all these fruit tree tops~
Fruit tree trops!
Fruit tee tops!
Damn, This is worse than tongue twister
Never occurred to me that I would be acting as Romeo in a play~ (Hoishh!) and guess who's playing Juliet? my cute girlfriend... no wonder I got that part... Actually Syed was supposed to act that part, but demam la pulak... Demam apa ntah, demam cikunya? Cikupunya? Sounds something like that la... So, takde orang lain lagi, bagi aku la...
but I'm not acting in every scene of the play like I did last semester in Adam's Wish
I was the lead character :p
Muahhahah I ruled the stage
But Cis (pardon the rude word), Dr Mizan tak sempat tengok...
Well, biasa la... orang penting... kena la datang lewat sikit...
Now, I'm just an extra for my juniors' drama staging entitled Le Choix (Choices)... One scene only... My girl wrote the script, helped by Yatie, Ridhwan and me of course... Stressed the hell out of her (she finished the first draft of the script, but her dad formatted her laptop... First draft, GONE... weeks of effort, and sleepless nites, GONE... we went to Starbucks, I helped her do a new script, Yatie and Ridhwan helped a bit... finished the script the next day)
So, Be sure to come and watch it on the 18th October, 8pm...
People said I got talent in acting drama...
"Tengok Ninja, baca skrip sekali dah dapat feel"
"You got the expression!"
"I think acting is ur calling"
Urmm... mana ada... aku buat biasa je kot...
Baca ayat Romeo ni pun dah berterabur...
Sial kau Shakespeare, nak buat ayat bunga2 pun, agak-agak la sikit!!
Today got oral test for Mandarin...
once upon a time, When I was in form 3, tengah aku sorang2 jaga kedai, ada sorang mat rempit datang...
tapi sebelum masuk dalam kedai dia sempat wheelie dan weykang dua tiga kali... mengganggu konsentrasi aku baca kreko...
dia masuk beli rokok Dunhill 20 sekotak (masa tu rokok murah lagi...)
lepas menyalakan rokok tersebut, aku ingat dia nak blah...
tiba2 dia amek satu kerusi (tanpa meminta kebenaran aku plak tu...) lalu duduk tepi aku...
mengganggu konsentrasi aku baca kreko...
then, a conversation between me and the mat rempit yang aku panggil Razak (bukan nama sebenar...)......(aku panggil dia Pok Jak sebenarnya...)...(Pok Jak pun bukan nama sebenar jugak) took place...
Razak: Rajing mung blajo (rajin kau belajar)
Aku: Hmm... (Hmm...)
Razak: Blajo tingkatang brape oh? (kau form braper skrg?)
Aku: Tige... (form three)
Razak: Tige mak'ruh? (Tiga Maaruf?)
*kelas Maaruf tu kelas paling depan kat sekolah aku
Aku: Yup... (betul...)
Razak: Pangda aa mung. Baguh ah... blajo sungguh eh, jangang jadi macang aku. Aku dulu pangda pe mu gok. Tige mak'ruh gok dullu neh~ Star studeng. Tapi stak tingkatang tige aku maing puang, isak rokok. Humpph, ha'co. Kawang2 aku aa bengong. Ajo aku natang2 nih. (Kau ni pandai la. Bagus la... belajar bersungguh-sungguh ya, jangan jadi macam aku. Aku dulu pandai macam kau jugak. Tiga Maaruf ni~ Star student. Tapi start tingkatan tiga aku main perempuan, hisap rokok. Humpph, hancur. Kawan2 aku la bangang. Ajar aku benda2 ni)
I just look at him and smile and then read kreko again...
Razak: Mung masa skoloh ni, blajo ah sungguh. Tapi dok leh blajo sokmo. Maing etek. Mase blajo ni lah mung nok enjoy. Mase skoloh, mung maing sungguh2. Balik dumoh baru blajo. Siyes mung, aku kalu buleh skoloh smula memang aku skoloh ah. Mase skoloh ah mase paling beh dalang idup aku... Nyesa aku maing dulu. Dok dang nok abih kene buang sebak peranga pe setang. (Kau masa sekolah ni, belajar la sungguh-sungguh. Tapi tak boleh asyik belajr je. Main main la juga. Masa study ni la kau nak enjoy. Masa kat sekolah, kau main sungguh-sungguh. Balik rumah baru belajar. Serius kau, aku kalau aku boleh sekoah semula memang aku sekolah la. Masa sekolah la masa paling best dalam hidup aku... Menyesal aku main main dulu. Tak sempat habis kena buang sebab perangai macam setan)
I was still reading kreko and in the same time wished that Razak would just kill me...
Razak: Dok ape ah. Aku gi dulu eh. Lewak oh nak gi kije eh. (Takpe la. Aku gerak dulu ya. Dah lewat nak pergi kerja.)
Yey...
Razak: Stak kije nih, memang takdok mase nok maing lah. Sibuk mangjang. Awek pong susoh nok jupe. Mase skoloh dulu 'kang maing lagi repik. Bowok awek keliling kapong. (Start kerja ni, memang takde masa nak main dah. Sibuk memanjang. Girlfriend pun susah nak jumpa. Masa sekolah dulu bukan main lagi merempit. Bawak girlfriend pusing2 kampung.)
Razak keluar lalu menuju ke arah motor RXZ nya. Tapi sebelum start enjin, sempat lagi beliau minum air ketum yang disangkut kat hendal motor. Setelah mengangkat tangan, beliau pun blah, meninggalkan aku yang sedang membaca kreko sambil jaga kedai.
Moral of the story that have been told by Razak; study hard, but at the same time, play hard, but dont play too hard and destroy your life.
thank you...
once upon a time, When I was in form 3, tengah aku sorang2 jaga kedai, ada sorang mat rempit datang...
tapi sebelum masuk dalam kedai dia sempat wheelie dan weykang dua tiga kali... mengganggu konsentrasi aku baca kreko...
dia masuk beli rokok Dunhill 20 sekotak (masa tu rokok murah lagi...)
lepas menyalakan rokok tersebut, aku ingat dia nak blah...
tiba2 dia amek satu kerusi (tanpa meminta kebenaran aku plak tu...) lalu duduk tepi aku...
mengganggu konsentrasi aku baca kreko...
then, a conversation between me and the mat rempit yang aku panggil Razak (bukan nama sebenar...)......(aku panggil dia Pok Jak sebenarnya...)...(Pok Jak pun bukan nama sebenar jugak) took place...
Razak: Rajing mung blajo (rajin kau belajar)
Aku: Hmm... (Hmm...)
Razak: Blajo tingkatang brape oh? (kau form braper skrg?)
Aku: Tige... (form three)
Razak: Tige mak'ruh? (Tiga Maaruf?)
*kelas Maaruf tu kelas paling depan kat sekolah aku
Aku: Yup... (betul...)
Razak: Pangda aa mung. Baguh ah... blajo sungguh eh, jangang jadi macang aku. Aku dulu pangda pe mu gok. Tige mak'ruh gok dullu neh~ Star studeng. Tapi stak tingkatang tige aku maing puang, isak rokok. Humpph, ha'co. Kawang2 aku aa bengong. Ajo aku natang2 nih. (Kau ni pandai la. Bagus la... belajar bersungguh-sungguh ya, jangan jadi macam aku. Aku dulu pandai macam kau jugak. Tiga Maaruf ni~ Star student. Tapi start tingkatan tiga aku main perempuan, hisap rokok. Humpph, hancur. Kawan2 aku la bangang. Ajar aku benda2 ni)
I just look at him and smile and then read kreko again...
Razak: Mung masa skoloh ni, blajo ah sungguh. Tapi dok leh blajo sokmo. Maing etek. Mase blajo ni lah mung nok enjoy. Mase skoloh, mung maing sungguh2. Balik dumoh baru blajo. Siyes mung, aku kalu buleh skoloh smula memang aku skoloh ah. Mase skoloh ah mase paling beh dalang idup aku... Nyesa aku maing dulu. Dok dang nok abih kene buang sebak peranga pe setang. (Kau masa sekolah ni, belajar la sungguh-sungguh. Tapi tak boleh asyik belajr je. Main main la juga. Masa study ni la kau nak enjoy. Masa kat sekolah, kau main sungguh-sungguh. Balik rumah baru belajar. Serius kau, aku kalau aku boleh sekoah semula memang aku sekolah la. Masa sekolah la masa paling best dalam hidup aku... Menyesal aku main main dulu. Tak sempat habis kena buang sebab perangai macam setan)
I was still reading kreko and in the same time wished that Razak would just kill me...
Razak: Dok ape ah. Aku gi dulu eh. Lewak oh nak gi kije eh. (Takpe la. Aku gerak dulu ya. Dah lewat nak pergi kerja.)
Yey...
Razak: Stak kije nih, memang takdok mase nok maing lah. Sibuk mangjang. Awek pong susoh nok jupe. Mase skoloh dulu 'kang maing lagi repik. Bowok awek keliling kapong. (Start kerja ni, memang takde masa nak main dah. Sibuk memanjang. Girlfriend pun susah nak jumpa. Masa sekolah dulu bukan main lagi merempit. Bawak girlfriend pusing2 kampung.)
Razak keluar lalu menuju ke arah motor RXZ nya. Tapi sebelum start enjin, sempat lagi beliau minum air ketum yang disangkut kat hendal motor. Setelah mengangkat tangan, beliau pun blah, meninggalkan aku yang sedang membaca kreko sambil jaga kedai.
Moral of the story that have been told by Razak; study hard, but at the same time, play hard, but dont play too hard and destroy your life.
thank you...
