just when i thought i wanna quit,
i don't wana do this anymore,
my principal called all four new teachers,
asked about our lives as teachers,
told us that we had been really good and he's very happy with others' review about us
and these words
"jadi cikgu ni tak boleh give up"
lasted through my sleep.
oh god.
Monday 28 September 2009
Friday 25 September 2009
korang ada kawan macam tu?
(cara entri ni ditulis macam ada sama ngan satu femes blog jadi minta izin ciplak sikit. nak tau blog ape baca entri sampai habis.)
korang ada tak kawan yang macam ni:-
dia selalu pakai ketat dan seksi sekali.
kiranya makhluk tuhan paling seksi lah kan
tshirt nya mungkin ada tulis "i'm sexy" ke,
betul2 di gunung-ganang nye yang...hmm
pastu pulak, dia jalan-jalan sambil angin tiup rambut dia yang curl kat bawah sikit
highlight blonde pulak tu
kalau nak lagi dramatik pakai shades (ala, petaling street punya, rm 10 bebeh)
then dia tanya soalan pop kuiz
"why is everyone staring at me? pleaseeelaaaa....eeew"
h e l l o
masa tu kau nak wat ape?
a. angkat bahu smbil senyum
b. say "tak tau la pulak. ntah"
c. say " tak penah tgk orang kot?"
d. cepuk kawan kau sampai lebam.
e. lain-lain (sila nyatakan) _______________.
kau nak tau apa aku akan buat?
kenalkan kawan kau tu pada aku.
taula ape aku nak respon.
(untuk entri lebih menarik dan mana aku dapat inspirasi sila lawati perempuan yang pikir pakai payudara)
korang ada tak kawan yang macam ni:-
dia selalu pakai ketat dan seksi sekali.
kiranya makhluk tuhan paling seksi lah kan
tshirt nya mungkin ada tulis "i'm sexy" ke,
betul2 di gunung-ganang nye yang...hmm
pastu pulak, dia jalan-jalan sambil angin tiup rambut dia yang curl kat bawah sikit
highlight blonde pulak tu
kalau nak lagi dramatik pakai shades (ala, petaling street punya, rm 10 bebeh)
then dia tanya soalan pop kuiz
"why is everyone staring at me? pleaseeelaaaa....eeew"
h e l l o
masa tu kau nak wat ape?
a. angkat bahu smbil senyum
b. say "tak tau la pulak. ntah"
c. say " tak penah tgk orang kot?"
d. cepuk kawan kau sampai lebam.
e. lain-lain (sila nyatakan) _______________.
kau nak tau apa aku akan buat?
kenalkan kawan kau tu pada aku.
taula ape aku nak respon.
(untuk entri lebih menarik dan mana aku dapat inspirasi sila lawati perempuan yang pikir pakai payudara)
Tuesday 22 September 2009
kering kontang
Salam
selamat hari raya.
ai baru balik dari kampung.
serius lah, beraya di kota raya ni tak berasa ape langsung.
gila tak rasa.
cuba putar-putar lagu raya pun masih rasa cam hari-hari cuti biasa.
lepas solat hari raya kami pun pulang kampung.
hah.
taim ni gila terkeluar perasaan beraya cam membuak-buak.
spontan dan automatik.
rasa macam zaman kanak-kanak datang balik.
bau umah arwah atok. air sejuk kolah. sembang bagai nak rak ngan sedara mara.
memang perasaan yang spesel habis.
suka gile.
kekasih ai kata
kenapa tulisan-tulisan di belog ai macam kurang ummph seperti dolu-dolu?
entah la.
ai rasa ai dah kering kontang idea sejak berkerjaya.
mungkin.
atau pun memang dah tua, dan bukan lagi zaman ai mencanting kata.
tapi ai akan tetap cuba.
mana boleh hilang begitu saja? bukan? :)
ai akan cuba.
semoga berjaya.
Friday 18 September 2009
for eid
salam
this eid i got myself two stuff.
the first stuff is my very first, very own handbag. the previous handbags were borrowed from mama and i never stick to one. just thinking about handbags makes me...go...eeemmmph...seriously. i have zero cravings for handbags. yeah, i noe. but laptop bags would always make my eyes go wild. so here goes.
(my mum still said it looks ranggi for a teacher. i think it's just nice la. oversized a bit but i like it)
price tag. after less is only rm64.
escada, incredible me 30 ml. RM15o
and as for baju raya? haha. i always don't have the guts to buy one, since i dun want my mum to spend money on me (this happenes every year). so i'll just wear my graduation baju kurung cotton (favorite) and thank god it's cotton, designed for malaysian raya.
and the last picture is not a shopaholic, but you can say i'm a real true original camwhore. this was taken before i went shopping and thanks mama and sis for having the patient to wait for me browsing thru the store.
anyways. (not that excited but boleh la) i wish u all eid mubarrak.
salam.
this eid i got myself two stuff.
from sogo.
the first stuff is my very first, very own handbag. the previous handbags were borrowed from mama and i never stick to one. just thinking about handbags makes me...go...eeemmmph...seriously. i have zero cravings for handbags. yeah, i noe. but laptop bags would always make my eyes go wild. so here goes.(my mum still said it looks ranggi for a teacher. i think it's just nice la. oversized a bit but i like it)
price tag. after less is only rm64.and a sweet fragrance to smell really sweet during raya so that my relatives would gimme more duit raya or perhaps, they won't faint. trust me, i need this. my sweaty armpit is not friendly to people. (and i nvr forget my deodorant)
escada, incredible me 30 ml. RM15oand as for baju raya? haha. i always don't have the guts to buy one, since i dun want my mum to spend money on me (this happenes every year). so i'll just wear my graduation baju kurung cotton (favorite) and thank god it's cotton, designed for malaysian raya.
and the last picture is not a shopaholic, but you can say i'm a real true original camwhore. this was taken before i went shopping and thanks mama and sis for having the patient to wait for me browsing thru the store.
anyways. (not that excited but boleh la) i wish u all eid mubarrak.
salam.
do what?
whattodo?
it's really sad knowing that your students are really clever, smart and brilliant but they just like to jump off the fence and eat maggi during ramadhan.
"i'm hungry, teacher. sorry"
this is a form 4 student of mine.
it's sadder when you accidentally went into the office (the court) when the PKHEM beat him up, gave him a real good smack on the face, and a kick on his ass.
and after he got beaten up, he still could greet "hi teacher" and smiled when i passed thru again with the PKHEM still in rage.
he told me he became like this because he was so boring during classes.
he was in the first class you know.
during his lower primary years.
"i just wana get out of the class"
particularly, he told me he just broke up with his girlfriend, a form 3 from the first class.
and he told me that people (be it, teacher or parents) have lost hopes and faith on him.
luckily he did not do it during my time.
i was proud that i could still hold him there. in his seat.
because he knows i believe in him.
yes i do.
when you believe in someone, he has faith towards himself.
and the best part is, he knows he has you to count on to.
and i don't mind.
because it's part of my job.
it's really sad knowing that your students are really clever, smart and brilliant but they just like to jump off the fence and eat maggi during ramadhan.
"i'm hungry, teacher. sorry"
this is a form 4 student of mine.
it's sadder when you accidentally went into the office (the court) when the PKHEM beat him up, gave him a real good smack on the face, and a kick on his ass.
and after he got beaten up, he still could greet "hi teacher" and smiled when i passed thru again with the PKHEM still in rage.
he told me he became like this because he was so boring during classes.
he was in the first class you know.
during his lower primary years.
"i just wana get out of the class"
particularly, he told me he just broke up with his girlfriend, a form 3 from the first class.
and he told me that people (be it, teacher or parents) have lost hopes and faith on him.
luckily he did not do it during my time.
i was proud that i could still hold him there. in his seat.
because he knows i believe in him.
yes i do.
when you believe in someone, he has faith towards himself.
and the best part is, he knows he has you to count on to.
and i don't mind.
because it's part of my job.
not another one
my friend told me yesterday that people say (i have to warn you that this 'people say' activity is dangerous) i kutuk someone via my blog. (someone means my colleague)
i was shocked and then i went to check my blog and read all my previous entries and i saw nothing with
"aku benci .... sebab....."
"she is like this... like that...bla...bla...bla.."
"nak tau tak...si polan...buat ...ni... dia kan...."
" amende perangai macam tu ai takleh terima.."
i'm sorry.
saya budak baru belajar, mungkin.
because i do not know how to differentiate mengutuk and meluah isi hati melalui tulisan. pity kan?
whatever it is, i terima dengan redha.
it is so hard when news of rumors spread by mouth.
even worse when you have no one who supports you thru it.
i'm lucky that majority was on my side.
dah dah
*senyum*
there's also another sad story,
i pity sangat one of my friend.
she's alone,
some people spread bad rumors bout her,
and she told me she wish she could have a friend to talk to,
like me i have fai to talk to (i have a great housemate.)
then i told her she could count on me.
she's not alone
i've known her for more than 6 years now.
so, dun mess with her, (to anyone who intends to do so). have some dignity (some ppl).
pls, ur making life hard for her.
ok back to the main point,
to whomever it may concern.
Selamat Hari Raya
Maaf Zahir Batin.
i really mean it.
i mean the maaf part.
pengutuk minta maaf ye. pengutuk tidak menyedari bahawa pengutuk mengutuk.
life is interesting when colleagues read your blog.
*senyum*
slamber slamber.
it's a good thing to share kan?
and remind me to be careful :P
*senyum lagi*
and guess what. i sayang my school. my students and my colleagues rock :)
kesimpulannya.
i suka SMKAH :P
owh, this is when you feel you have the best job in the world.
kak fynn,
macam mana nak buat ayat sedap so kalau negatif pun nampak positif?
i was shocked and then i went to check my blog and read all my previous entries and i saw nothing with
"aku benci .... sebab....."
"she is like this... like that...bla...bla...bla.."
"nak tau tak...si polan...buat ...ni... dia kan...."
" amende perangai macam tu ai takleh terima.."
i'm sorry.
saya budak baru belajar, mungkin.
because i do not know how to differentiate mengutuk and meluah isi hati melalui tulisan. pity kan?
whatever it is, i terima dengan redha.
it is so hard when news of rumors spread by mouth.
even worse when you have no one who supports you thru it.
i'm lucky that majority was on my side.
dah dah
*senyum*
there's also another sad story,
i pity sangat one of my friend.
she's alone,
some people spread bad rumors bout her,
and she told me she wish she could have a friend to talk to,
like me i have fai to talk to (i have a great housemate.)
then i told her she could count on me.
she's not alone
i've known her for more than 6 years now.
so, dun mess with her, (to anyone who intends to do so). have some dignity (some ppl).
pls, ur making life hard for her.
ok back to the main point,
to whomever it may concern.
Selamat Hari Raya
Maaf Zahir Batin.
i really mean it.
i mean the maaf part.
pengutuk minta maaf ye. pengutuk tidak menyedari bahawa pengutuk mengutuk.
life is interesting when colleagues read your blog.
*senyum*
slamber slamber.
it's a good thing to share kan?
and remind me to be careful :P
*senyum lagi*
and guess what. i sayang my school. my students and my colleagues rock :)
kesimpulannya.
i suka SMKAH :P
owh, this is when you feel you have the best job in the world.
kak fynn,
macam mana nak buat ayat sedap so kalau negatif pun nampak positif?
Wednesday 16 September 2009
some things
some things are hard to do.
i'm not a praiser kind of person.
i do not do compliments easily.
which is very sad because i hear compliments given to me always (not to say that i'm good but sometimes small things like my hijab looks nice to others)
i want to be able to say my compliments out loud. i could think about them like 'nice top' or 'great hair' or 'cool handbag'. They just couldn't be audible to anyone because my mouth seems hesitate to say it.
sigh. am i bad?
well.
i'll try to give compliments, from today onwards.
it's so easy to praise my students but not my colleagues.
i guess, age does matter.
especially those my age.
egoistically speaking, i feel akward complimenting ppl my age. especially colleagues i only known for months.
it's also easy to compliment other bloggers, sometimes.
ego ego ego boost.
have to lower my ego now.
go praise, nani!
i'm not a praiser kind of person.
i do not do compliments easily.
which is very sad because i hear compliments given to me always (not to say that i'm good but sometimes small things like my hijab looks nice to others)
i want to be able to say my compliments out loud. i could think about them like 'nice top' or 'great hair' or 'cool handbag'. They just couldn't be audible to anyone because my mouth seems hesitate to say it.
sigh. am i bad?
well.
i'll try to give compliments, from today onwards.
it's so easy to praise my students but not my colleagues.
i guess, age does matter.
especially those my age.
egoistically speaking, i feel akward complimenting ppl my age. especially colleagues i only known for months.
it's also easy to compliment other bloggers, sometimes.
ego ego ego boost.
have to lower my ego now.
go praise, nani!
Thursday 10 September 2009
dream big
i was truly inspired by a dance group called 'diversity'.
if you happened to go to youtube.com, search for 'diversity' and i'm sure as a normal human being you will be impressed.
it's a dance group with more than 10 ppl in it aged 12-25.
some of 'em are still in school, university students, one it engineer, bathroom installer, telephone salesperson and etc.
diversity - geddit?
i love to watch dance movies
you got served.
hip hop hard.
save the last dance.
dance with me.
step up 1&2.
shall we dance.
but i have never imagined those steps in 'step up' really exist in real life. i mean, i know they exist but not that perfect, i guess.
that perception lasted until recently, i watched youtube
britain's got talent 2009.
and 'diversity' had proved me wrong.
there are such dance, such moves, intensity, perfect synchronization, wicked wicked choreography.
it's really wicked to watch.
wicked.
when i watched all the 3 videos on youtube,
my mouth was like 'woah' and 'wow'.
eyes will go round and i wana watch it again and again.
i was inspired.
i was impressed.
and thus, it became one of my lesson.
i showed the videos to my students.
they gave a clap.
then the lesson went on with comprehension article about the group and excercises.
credit to 'diversity'
i'm sure you have inspired so many kids, adults, parents and teachers in the whole wide world.
dream big.
i wish i could tell that easily to my students.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pg3fvanDDc
(click this :))
if you happened to go to youtube.com, search for 'diversity' and i'm sure as a normal human being you will be impressed.
it's a dance group with more than 10 ppl in it aged 12-25.
some of 'em are still in school, university students, one it engineer, bathroom installer, telephone salesperson and etc.
diversity - geddit?
i love to watch dance movies
you got served.
hip hop hard.
save the last dance.
dance with me.
step up 1&2.
shall we dance.
but i have never imagined those steps in 'step up' really exist in real life. i mean, i know they exist but not that perfect, i guess.
that perception lasted until recently, i watched youtube
britain's got talent 2009.
and 'diversity' had proved me wrong.
there are such dance, such moves, intensity, perfect synchronization, wicked wicked choreography.
it's really wicked to watch.
wicked.
when i watched all the 3 videos on youtube,
my mouth was like 'woah' and 'wow'.
eyes will go round and i wana watch it again and again.
i was inspired.
i was impressed.
and thus, it became one of my lesson.
i showed the videos to my students.
they gave a clap.
then the lesson went on with comprehension article about the group and excercises.
credit to 'diversity'
i'm sure you have inspired so many kids, adults, parents and teachers in the whole wide world.
dream big.
i wish i could tell that easily to my students.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pg3fvanDDc
(click this :))
Saturday 5 September 2009
md zaini is 24 :)
happy birthday to the love of my life
the one and only
md zaini zulkufli.
may allah swt bless every single day of your life.
love you honey!
geram
salam
bebudak zaman sekarang buat ai rasa sangat geram.
takde kesedaran.
macam hampeh.
boleh pulak macam tu.
penat cikgu mengajar.
buat lesson plan berkaton-katon.
bebudak cukup mengade,hokei.
geram.
"anas, ulang balik apa yang teacher cakap beberapa saat yang lepas"
"suruh orang lain la teacher. saya taktau"
"aik,teacher baru je terang,kan? teacher nampak kamu kusyuk je dengar. takkan sikit pun tak boleh? oklah, poem ni pasal ape?"
"ntah" (sambil sengih-sengih)
terkebil-kebil ai.
bebudak lagila terkebil.
huh.
geram.
time tu rasa darah berderau je.
kalau cenggini bebudak sampai bebila.
memang cepat aku darah tinggi.
ai urut dada.
tergelak bebudak.
ingat ai buat lawak kot.
fatin :" sabar cher. bulan posa. hehehe"
"teacher taktau la kenapa ngan korang ni. teacher bersemangat. berkobar nak ajar. tapi macam cakap dengan tunggul. bila nak ubah sikap tu? kata nak bawak mak ayah g haji. nak g kl pun tak lepas kalau macam ni. ntahla. lantak korang. biar teacher simpan je la. abih air liur je"
akhirnya seseorang bangun
"b.i. susah a teacher. kami taktau papa langsung"
adui.
tula yang ai ajar tu menatang hape?
dah taktau, belajar la! kan ai dok ajar ni!
"teacher, buat tusyen lepas kelas boleh?"
"tak mau. dalam kelas pun kamu tak belajar. tusyen buang masa je"
"pls teacher. ajar kami karangan b.i."
"ok"
bebudak ni memang pelik.
semalam ai ajar tentang problem teenagers, diorang suka.
ok je.
bila ajar poem hari ni.
mak aih. panas je.
memilih topik agaknya.
nak wat cemana, literature memang wajib.
maaflah bebudak.
terpaksa terima, hokei?
doakanla aku berjaya bukak pintu hati diorang ni. pelan-pelan.
ai yakin ai boleh, and ai yakin bebudak boleh.
jangan putus harap.
lagi satu, bebudak form 2.
pj takde bulan posa.
ai ajar cemane nak kira bmi.
pastu dah tulis formula kat depan.
salin cantik2.
pastu bagi contoh.
berat 45kg.
tinggi 1.55 square. (ai tulih kuasa 2 kecik kat atas tu.kat sini takbley tulis la)
pastu berat per tinggi kuasa dua.
"teacher tolong. tak reti"
"ok, tulis tinggi kamu"
bebudak tulis 40kg
"per dengan tinggi kuasa dua"
bebudak tulis kat bawah, 1.50 kuasa dua.
"wehhh. tulis kuasa bukan macam tu. ishk, dah belaja ke blom?"
"cikgu mats ajar, kami main je."
erggggggghhhhhh.
"tau cemana nak dapat kuasa dua tu?"
"taktau. cane cher?"
ai kasi contoh
2 kuasa 2 = 2x2
3 kuasa dua= 3x3
1888 kuasa dua= 1888x1888
jadi
1.5 kuasa dua?
"errrr, hehehe, cane teacher?" (sengih kunun manja)
arghhhhhhhhhhhhh
ai give up ngn dia.
ai cakap kat dia.
figure it out.
last2, ai tunjuk jugak.
haduiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
"ok dah dapat kan?"
"amik berat per dgn yang kamu dapat tadi"
"cher, per tu cemana"
"bahagi la tuuuuut"<---- aku hampir cakap yang ni.pepandai la korang figure out ape ni.
dan bebudak amik nombor bawah bahagi ngan nombor atas.
ai urut dada lagi.
itu namanya hilang sabar.
can't help it, ok?
nasib tak ajar maths.
kalau tak memang darah terlebih tinggi!
bebudak zaman sekarang buat ai rasa sangat geram.
takde kesedaran.
macam hampeh.
boleh pulak macam tu.
penat cikgu mengajar.
buat lesson plan berkaton-katon.
bebudak cukup mengade,hokei.
geram.
"anas, ulang balik apa yang teacher cakap beberapa saat yang lepas"
"suruh orang lain la teacher. saya taktau"
"aik,teacher baru je terang,kan? teacher nampak kamu kusyuk je dengar. takkan sikit pun tak boleh? oklah, poem ni pasal ape?"
"ntah" (sambil sengih-sengih)
terkebil-kebil ai.
bebudak lagila terkebil.
huh.
geram.
time tu rasa darah berderau je.
kalau cenggini bebudak sampai bebila.
memang cepat aku darah tinggi.
ai urut dada.
tergelak bebudak.
ingat ai buat lawak kot.
fatin :" sabar cher. bulan posa. hehehe"
"teacher taktau la kenapa ngan korang ni. teacher bersemangat. berkobar nak ajar. tapi macam cakap dengan tunggul. bila nak ubah sikap tu? kata nak bawak mak ayah g haji. nak g kl pun tak lepas kalau macam ni. ntahla. lantak korang. biar teacher simpan je la. abih air liur je"
akhirnya seseorang bangun
"b.i. susah a teacher. kami taktau papa langsung"
adui.
tula yang ai ajar tu menatang hape?
dah taktau, belajar la! kan ai dok ajar ni!
"teacher, buat tusyen lepas kelas boleh?"
"tak mau. dalam kelas pun kamu tak belajar. tusyen buang masa je"
"pls teacher. ajar kami karangan b.i."
"ok"
bebudak ni memang pelik.
semalam ai ajar tentang problem teenagers, diorang suka.
ok je.
bila ajar poem hari ni.
mak aih. panas je.
memilih topik agaknya.
nak wat cemana, literature memang wajib.
maaflah bebudak.
terpaksa terima, hokei?
doakanla aku berjaya bukak pintu hati diorang ni. pelan-pelan.
ai yakin ai boleh, and ai yakin bebudak boleh.
jangan putus harap.
lagi satu, bebudak form 2.
pj takde bulan posa.
ai ajar cemane nak kira bmi.
pastu dah tulis formula kat depan.
salin cantik2.
pastu bagi contoh.
berat 45kg.
tinggi 1.55 square. (ai tulih kuasa 2 kecik kat atas tu.kat sini takbley tulis la)
pastu berat per tinggi kuasa dua.
"teacher tolong. tak reti"
"ok, tulis tinggi kamu"
bebudak tulis 40kg
"per dengan tinggi kuasa dua"
bebudak tulis kat bawah, 1.50 kuasa dua.
"wehhh. tulis kuasa bukan macam tu. ishk, dah belaja ke blom?"
"cikgu mats ajar, kami main je."
erggggggghhhhhh.
"tau cemana nak dapat kuasa dua tu?"
"taktau. cane cher?"
ai kasi contoh
2 kuasa 2 = 2x2
3 kuasa dua= 3x3
1888 kuasa dua= 1888x1888
jadi
1.5 kuasa dua?
"errrr, hehehe, cane teacher?" (sengih kunun manja)
arghhhhhhhhhhhhh
ai give up ngn dia.
ai cakap kat dia.
figure it out.
last2, ai tunjuk jugak.
haduiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
"ok dah dapat kan?"
"amik berat per dgn yang kamu dapat tadi"
"cher, per tu cemana"
"bahagi la tuuuuut"<---- aku hampir cakap yang ni.pepandai la korang figure out ape ni.
dan bebudak amik nombor bawah bahagi ngan nombor atas.
ai urut dada lagi.
itu namanya hilang sabar.
can't help it, ok?
nasib tak ajar maths.
kalau tak memang darah terlebih tinggi!
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