aku marah giler ni!!!

Have you guys done things that you guys put so much work on n people spoil it?

u must have.. xkan x pernah nye la..
This week I am ticked off by almost everything in sight.
1. cadar tilam ku yg ku jemur disiram org atas. Nak kna bunuh org tuh. tak pasal2 ak kna basuh blik kan. Da le buat bnde tkutuk tu lari trus tak nak ngaku. Imagine this, tgh2 rilek kat blik rehat tetiba dgr air tersiram dari atas. Bunyi bkan main kuat lag. Cheist!! rupe2 nye ak nye cadar tilam kena siram. WattaFak!!!
2. Ak tak tau la nak marah ke tak kan benda ni. Bus ak TUNGGU dari kul 8 pag x sampai2. Punyala bengang ak. Pakai teksi, Abang, sikalang a, mo peg itu kl sentral pun sudah rm20. ni lagi la jusco. 15 la bang. sya kasi murah. Swine flu btol la. It's like obvious m always going to where i always go and that taxi guy charging some nonsense prizes. Hello ever heard of METER? kami pun nak idup gak.

Oi oi oi!!! minggu ni minggu brape? 4 ke 5? x pasal2 ak kene marah kang x prepare tok public speaking..

That Seven Days..

For our special semester programme we are having seven working days of SOP(School Orientation Programme). It was a new experience for us future teacher cohortV IPIK. Lots of things have happened but first sorry for not updating my blog for a longggGGggggg time. To be frank, none of us were expecting what for the sop, especially since it include the preschooler. How the hell we are to do things with the preschool?? We haven't even been taught the methodology of teaching. Nak ngajar? Bahasa pon x btol? after dozens of explanation. La.. it was just observing.. Lega.. btw, the experience was one of the kind. sk bndar bru sri petaling 1 was just simply stunning. they are of course a great school. (Bangga le tu.. (",) kishishishi) people said that pic was enough to tell everything. so here are some of them.

the one in the middle with yellow shirt mama Siti (kitorg kak siti je)

Yg ni.. aKsi memberus gigi.. Dari hujung.. Haiqal, Kar-Q, Raj, N Atikah Balqis. brus smpai putih..

The Quietest of them all.. choong soon you.. Snyum pon nak kna pksa ckgu gak.

Ni nma dia Sabrina.. Sori ye kat sebelah bkan adhwa.. hehhehe Yg sblah alif... playboy kelas..

Wahyi Hidayat.. Suka bwat muka.. Nakal.. Kaya tu.. hobi dia main golf..


Future teachers.

ni yg dtg time tu.. kalu ikutkan kar-q, soon you, n aisyah x dtg..


sekian. Pas ni mesti dorg cari cikgu.. hahahhahahh.. conclusion? Sop open up eyes.. mula mmg xnak.. da cuti pastu mcm xnak habih plak.. kishishishis.. will miss all o' 'em..

Toiling The Toll Out Of Exam Which Is Just Around The Corner

Long title post huh? but it's the fact.Tomorrow is our final. WOOT! To recap, lots of things have happened. i don't even know where to start. From the recent scold for not following protocol enough, to the time for going through major hellish weeks for 2 workshops and one important assignment to finish AND not having enough time to take cats nap. one thing i say that everyone should agree on. We have gone through hell and back. HELL YEAH!!(wink*wink hai kyoX) sound repetitive but still i'm loving my "spears" semester. stop dom. no need to go further. ok. actually i just wasted ur time reading. kishishishi. Just want to wish everyone who came across this blog and incidentally having final exam for the semester well goodluck. cohort V after this hell relax. Cos we still have one last level of hell. Then it is seventh heaven. in the mean time have fun studying. ??? fun= study? the hell!!

Cheers

stretch.. yargh!!! look at watch.. Damn! it's 4:50 in the morning. Damn. just finished my part of assignment. waiting for my partner to finish his. Earphone in the ear sings to me John Denver's Take me home country road. country road take me home. to a place where i belong. sings to it slowly not to disturb other people. some are asleep some are with their assignment. open my hood someone besides me. anuar. ok. i'm done. take the soft copy and merge everything. the fan slashed the air making sound. breezy and cold. typed everything out already. done. sigh. cold. can't sleep or else won't awake. late already. way past bedtime. way way past bedtime. one big burden shaken off the shoulder. i survived. first thought. i survived through hell. it was wonderful. tiring yet there's a satisfaction on it. moment seized moment stopped moment carved forever. how beautiful can words be to describe that joyous moment. angel's choir faintly appear. and dissappear. i run mentally and physically. i was exhausted yet i pushed. limit is there. the deep dark hole waits to swallow me hole. yet as i push towards the edge there is still ground. i stared. into the wall. hoping it would congratulate me. yet they stared back like i was a fool. the screen laughed at me. laughed at what i'm going through. they tell me if you had done it earlier. i answered back then it is not a challenge. going through hell and lived to tell the tale. i smile. then it fade. remorse fills my veins. wish i had done it sooner. confused. where is my stand right now. i don't want to sit on the fence. someone can push me down. i might fall and bruised myself. amazing. i can still type. type my feeling into words. limited vocabulary yet they can sketch my feeling. i have done it. worry not. you have done it. you've made it through. i am proud of you. but don't do it again. the same stunt won't be entertaining and they won't entertained you. you have pressed that button you have made that choice. it has been written on the stone. i lay back. the chair comforts me in it arm. 4 hours before the deadline. spend my 2 hour writing my 2 cents. i'm a nuisance. don't read this. i'm being impulsive. that tired unconscious mind have been taken over by the half awake side of brain. waiting like a lion. wait. to pounce on it's victim. it jumped and catched the prize of the day. in tranced. feels like flying. yet gravity holds down. like a bird caged. singing it life away. let it go. past is past. you are done. so are you. we both made it. that freezing hell can't stop us. we held hands together and not letting each other go. i'm proud of us. stop. stop. stop rambling about. it's pure nonsense yet it motivating. my hand won't stop typing. i do not think. i just type. the neuron just do their work. pity them. have to overwork. they are a good sport. want to pamper myself. sleep the whole day. sleep until i bleed through my eyes. sleep till my body fully recharged. they deserved a good rest. heart still pounding. pity him. can't rest. slowly work itself in sleep. good morning. good day.

Sorry Guys..

I just want to say a FEW THINGS have been going on lately. And expect some of the busyness marching onwards. To shortens things up i would want to make a list of what had happen this few weeks that i'm not writing cos of some stupid internet line not being able to get themselves connected to MY LAPTOP. okay to makes life easy( my hands doing less typing, ur eyes doing less reading) here are some of the things that happened recently.
1. Everyone's favourite - I cried during workshop. (best things is i get free cookies) Thanks adah.. kishishishis..
2. I go back to sibu - Eventhough it was a short trip back (flight friday - back sunday evening) I feel rejuvenated or some kind. I feel less homesick. lalalalalala... the only person knows before i burst out during the workshop is Mdm Ros. Mucho Gracias. (btw she won't read this but nah... just want to thank her.)
3. I F#$ked up in my exam. PnD was hell lot tougher co i don't study at all and everything else is history. - think that u guys know what the hell i'm not studying. No further explanation needed.
4.SnP. I don't know what will happen but i try my best to keep my composure. Everyone ( u know who u are) are trying their best to keep things in strings and working. Try my hardest to be a good leader.
5.Finally i get to download heroes.. lalalallala.. and update my blog.. but probably weekly cos i need to go around and get my connection.

p.s - Sports started few weeks ago. and no sorry i'm not joining this year.. lalalalalal

Top 5 Reasons Why I Hate Assignment

Tensions building up. Deadline is nearer and nearer. Hours turn to minutes to seconds. Still assignment I never finishes early. Punishments for the crime, terrible consequences is another word for it. Calamity best described the day before the deadline. Yup, everything will be thrown into chaotic states just by a simple 10 letter word, with an ass in the front. Back to the title. My Top 5 Reasons Why I Hate Assignment.

5. Waste my Ink. WHY? Eventhough I don't have any printer yet, still wasting ink is not my forte. I know an ink refill would cost a person an arm or a leg. A printer is a high maintainance machine. What If you print a Dictionary-thick like assignment? No further explanation needed.
4. Not Enough Sleep. I am a slow person. I think very slow and i react very slow. I type 2 words per minute.
3. I hate the reading part in assignment. I am allergic to academic books. Asked me what i read. I would reply. 'comics, novel, magazines and other non academic writing. Fiction is preferable. non-fiction? Depends on how famous the book is.
2. I don't have time to write my f@#kn' blog!!!!
1. What 10 letter words with an ASS in the front that annoys us more than a pain in the ASS? How many ASS word do i need to say so i can make an ASS of an ASSignment? What would an ASS be called if it was to be put at the front? Everybody has an ASS but not in the front. DumbASS.

Plays N Drama -Mdm Jo's Edition-

Firstly, to my dear reader. i'd like give credit to Karl for this idea. This preposterous idea was his own. Today madam josephine gave her first lec to our cohort on setting, make up, lighting, and /Bugdet/ which is a supporting element for enhancing drama. (correct me if i'm wrong, i was late, which by the way reminded me on nobody telling me that class is starting early!!! WTH?!?!) so back to the topic, mdm joe gave us this lecture but she was giving weird example in order to make us understand. Simple simple sudah la. imagine this the example she gave on make up is John Travolta's make up on hairspray to make him into a her. tu baru make up. and the lighting makes her talks about miss universe. bloody hell!! plus, mdm sheerin kacau je mdm jo nak bagi lec. kesian jo, mentang2 bkan ketua jabatan dah. Back to J don't want no sheerin. What is this class actually? kelas john-travolta-dressing-up-as-the-drag-queen-to-enter-miss-universe? Makes me ponder even more on why i takes teaching for a career in the beginning. I hope everything will turn out ok in the end. All well might as well ends well. Another thing just came up, How am i going to teach the children on drama? I need to dress as a tramp? no no no... Make my children dress as tramp? kesian budak2 tu, besar2 jadi kurang normal. What to become of society then? hahahahaha... saje je mdm jo. ko rasa? oren? In the end bagi tgk siaran ulangan The man who planted tree(s). To show us how little budjet can make a good performance compare to those who have plenty to spend. Macam la.

p.s it is a matter of opinion. sukati la, wat u want to teach your children? how you teach your children? As long as it is in the curriculum specification. Elaun x masuk lagi. Sedih nya. No money not coming to class cos no money no food (hungry ma!!). no money also no talk. hahahaha. Boikot barangan Kak Som. Mahal!!!

Hey Diddle diddle

Hey Diddle diddle,
The cats and the fiddle,
The cow jump over the moon,
The little dog laughed to see such fun.
And Dish ran away with the Spoon.

This is my poem for today S&P class. Why i chose this poem? I had no idea. I had an interesting childhood so to say. (ye ke!!) nah.. How bout an ok childhood. This nursery rhymes is nonsenses that is the main reason on why i like it.

p.s - i can't find my spoon, i wonder whether he ran away and elope with my fork. biarla.