ALO?

Hihi. Hihi. Hihi-hihi-hihi.


Okay FINE.
Not cute.


So here's the thing.


I swear to God I was dying to write something here but DANG!
I failed again.
Fret not, am not going to brag about how I "missed youuuu" or the silence and whatnot 'cause well... As much as I wanted to tell you that, I guess I should just move on.


There were just so, SO many things that had happened while I was away and obviously to be able to recall every bit is hopeless.
NO WAY.
Na'ah.


So in case you were wondering *knock knock, anyone there?*, I'm fine, healthy and alhamdulillah, been better. Loving my work (well that's something I really want to talk about) and yeah, so far so good.


So okay, that's all.
*teehee!*


Will talk to you later.
XOXO

- AWAY -

SA, HERE I COME!
*just a few hours from now*

It's going to be a whole new experience - my work as a beautician starting Monday. Yet again, SA. I'm grateful enough to get a job somewhere. Anyhow, Giant, Abang Burger, Abang E Char Kuehtiaw yadayada,
I'm coming "HOME"!



Sadly I'm not going to bring the broadband along so... You are not going to "see" me for quite a long time. Couple of posts to blog though but it seems like they have to queue in the draft first.


Fret not, I'll try to get a new broadband ASAP, substituting P1.
Man, I seriously don't know how am I going to survive without a broadband.

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Twitter, especially.
*waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*


P/s: Just finished packing. Been awake since last night.

3 DAYS OF FUN!

HEAR YE, HEAR YE!

I’VE GOT GOOD NEWS!
*woot woot!*

Well, I just got home from Shah Alam (yesterday) and I spent three days there for various reasons. I had fun, TOTALLY. All thanks to my dear Boo. I absofreakinglutely enjoyed these 3 days so much. It was a joyful ride each time, no matter where we go.

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Day 1

So I went there last Saturday, by bus of course. Later when I arrived, we went straight to Seoul Garden for Boo’s 26^th small birthday celebration. A lovely day it was.

Oh, and guess who I met? My junior from SSP, IZZATI [Izat] -- She was as lanky as always! Knew her when she was in Form 1 while I was in Form 4. We were in the same sport's house, RED HOT RUBY in which a year later, I became the *ahem* House Captain.

Next stop was our favourite mall, Mid Valley. His, to be honest. Hehe and YES!! I finally bought a new handbag and a stiletto! Both are very, VERY gorgeous looking – they made me drool! Well, the day went by just as great.

Shopping is the best therapy?

*PRECISELY*

Oh, and there was a PIKOM PC FAIR too. It was hectic, crowds everywhere and they had such small lanes for everyone to jostle around – not really Boo’s thing. Poor baby. Well I bought a new cooling pad, that and only that. Haha. The place was packed like h*ll so... Thanks again Baby.

あなたはほんとに最高です！

(Anata wa honto ni saikōdesu!)

-- You’re the best! --

We had Subway for dinner.

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Day 2

Attended Lulu's wedding (Fit's sister), after that we went to Amcorp Mall to find a tailor for my next “Wedding Kurung”. Oh, don’t get me wrong. It is for K.Mel’s (Boo’s friend). Can you imagine? RM120 for a simple, PLAIN modern kurung? And an additional of 100-freaking-50-ringgit just for the beads?? No way I would spend my money THAT much. JEEZ, that was undoubtedly overrated but I had no choice.

Later, we went back to Mid Valley for some mouth-watering dinner at Nando’s. It’s been awhile since we last ate there. Imagine Nando’s hot chicken and spicy sauces... Ah, just the thought of them makes my mouth water. Again.

BLVD. What a night...

P/s: Met my old SSP friends, Azie and Picah at Jusco; doing part-time. Hehe. Hey, girls!

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DAY 3

Another fun day at Mid Valley.

*Saw Yayez with her boyfie. Ehem*

Played a few games at the video games arcade (what’s the name?) before we watched Beastly. It was the only 11.00++am show we could get before I went back to Tapah so I blame no one for that. Only ✰✰✰ from me – Nothing to brag about really, but still watchable. It's pretty much a human version of Beauty and The Beast, with a little twist of its own originality. It has good moral values to learn from, too.

Then we headed straight to Shah Alam for my walk-in interview and here’s the GOOD NEWS!

I GET THE JOB! WOOHOO!

From now on, you may call me a BEAUTICIAN. Hahaha.

Heck yeah, no kidding! I’m a beautician. Not yet officially but I’ll start working as one starting the next Monday. RY Saloon. Well, there’s so many things to think about now as I have only less than a week to make a decision – whether or not to accept the offer; with my bestie’s wedding invitation on this coming Sunday – to go or not to go and to be prepared for everything that I might need during the “migration”... Man, tough call.

However, I thank Allah for making it easier as I prayed for and I want to thank everyone for the kind prayers and wishes. You know who you are. Best of luck to me, hope everything goes fine since the first day and onwards. InsyaAllah.

To my dear boo,

- 3rd Feb 2011 -

P/s: Can't upload pictures so I temporarily replaced them with the emoticons. Screw you, MAXIS!

PERMISSION GRANTED!!

Woohoo!!
I WAS WRONG!

それは間違いだった
(Sore wa machigaidatta)
-- It was a mistake! --

MACHIGAI DESU!
*hahaha*


I was wrong about Dad.
He's OKAY with me moving out somewhere and work.
Be it Shah Alam or KL, no problem to that!


Mataku.
-- Jeez --


So tomorrow, as planned, I'm going to KL and find a job.
Later, I'll go to Shah Alam and find one too.

O' Lord, please please please PLEASE make it easy for me.
It's already been SIX MONTHS. Please make it happen.
Please let me have a job there somewhere.
I've wasted long enough.
God's will, ameen.

P/s: Yes Fit, I'm going to your sister's wedding.

Pp/s: Pardon my Japanese. Got caught up with Hana Yori Dango.

Ppp/s: Missing my Japanese class too.

PROCRASTINATION SUCKS

I was thinking to start my post with "I can't believe" but to be honest, I don't want to lie. I DO believe and in fact, I realized this long ago as soon as March steps in, it means my procrastination period is entering its 6th month.
That covers HALF the YEAR!

How time flies...


My current goal is to pursue my degree in TESL.
Unfortunately the next intake is on September.
Technically, I have ONE YEAR to procrastinate.
But heck, I cannot let that happen.
*Already wasted six months though. Sigh*


I did try to find a suitable job but to no avail. Trust me, there is NO decent job here in Tapah. And for that reason, I really HATE this town. I do want to "migrate" to somewhere as in Ipoh or KL or maybe back to Shah Alam but I guess, it's against my parents' will. I don't know why is that so difficult but I presume it's the rental fee they are trying to avoid.
Well, they don't want me waste few hundred bucks just for rental.
So hey, let's just stay here, prepare some simple meals and do the laundry for the another six months!



I applied this Guru Sandaran Tak Terlatih post at Jabatan Pendidikan Negeri several months back but still no news about it. Well, what do you expect? A small town with a few schools... Hm.
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I badly want to go out of this house and DO SOMETHING but I don't know where else should I go. For the last six months (why do I keep reminding myself this?), I've been living my life eating and sleeping and tweeting and YouTube-ing, and it sucks real bad. It really does.



I even applied for some not-a-big-whoop jobs like a cashier or a customer service consultant but unfortunately, I'm not in their "PERMANENT" league.
Pfft. Permanent or part-timer, just freaking HIRE ME!
I'm hardworking, consistent and a fast learner. And NO, I'm not picky!
*getting a bit emotional*


Jeez, who am I to complain? I should not give up.
Look at Abangah! Sending resumes endlessly soon after he finished his studies a month ago; 'traveling' back and forth from here to Seremban trying to find a good job, going here and there attending interviews...
LIFE'S A CLIMB, NO?


I don't mind if it's just a clerk or whatever, as long as I'm not wasting my time for the next six months, then I'm cool with that. Anything will do. It's the experience I want most.
Very well. I'll try to find some more possible jobs.
If not here, maybe somewhere far. Far from home.



Wish me luck and do pray for my success.
It'd mean a lot. Ameen.


P/s: I knew I can post this long! Or longer. *pemalas*

I'M FWEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Quick update:

I'm sad for the students (really) but after 2 years and 9 months of waiting, struggles and hard work, all I can say is that:


"WOOHOOOOOOO!
I'M FWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"





Praise be to Allah.
*jumps with joy!*

P/s: More updates. SOON!

THEY SANG ME A SONG!

Received a song dedication from the students!
LIVE!


OH-EM-GEE.
How adorable!


They created the song by themselves.
Even though I couldn't really understand what the song was about but there were a few lines where they said I will go to back to my university, they cry because they don't want me to, etc.
Hahaha.

Thank you all so very much, kids.

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*I tried to upload the video but thanks to P1, it's impossible*
**will try again, no worries!**

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So today is my very, VERY last day of school!
Oh no.
Oh yes!
Oh dear..

MIXED FEELINGS.

"TEACHER DON'T LEAVE!"

I have been receiving more and more farewell cards, souvenirs and presents since last week and mind you, there are more to come!
An unstoppable celebration, I'd say.

Haha.

This is what I got for today
Nyum nyummm...

Jeez, these students are so kind.
Frankly, I didn't expect to receive this kind of farewell celebration either - what's more in this fasting month. I am pretty sure that cards are now essential since they cannot do any party in respect to Ramadhan. Besides, some students are being so schweet they give me everyday-cards each time! Seriously.

LOL.


I have hundreds of "I'm going to miss you", "I love Teacher Farhana", "Please don't leave" wishes now. Especially those in Year 3 (I only teach them Pendidikan Kesihatan!), they beg me not to leave them every time they see me.

They will hug me whenever they get the chance to, and some even asked for my signature like I'm a celebrity or something!
Aww. I'm indeed touched.

My third last day of school

How cute!

But I bet, once the new teacher comes, they will forget me whether you like it or not.


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Never mind, let's just treasure this one whole week as it comes.
No, make it TWO DAYS.
*oh no...*

FINALLY!

She came.
She came!

Who?
Her.

Her who?
Her.
Yes, her.
My lecturer!


Bhahahaha.


Oh sorry, I couldn't help it!
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Okay, so she came to observe me.
Promise made, promise granted.
So that's that.
That's all that matters.

Do you want to know why?
Come to think of it, wasn't that FUNNY that she only came on my very second last week of practicum? That that was on my very final class with the students since next week is their exam week? That that was the one and only observation from her since the past three months?
Funny, wasn't it?


Come on.
It's fasting month and these are the only words I could think of.
WEAK and HUNGRY!


To tell the truth, I was quite scared, yes scared - not nervous, that the students would not give their full cooperation in class when she was around but h*ck, they did GOOD. If I could hug each and every one of them I swear I would! They paid attention to whatever I said which was oddly amusing. Not that they weren't before but this time, it was better.
*Ah you saved the day, kids!*


The only thing that came across my mind before that was,
"Is it okay to give these students a group work?"



I am not going to lie but yes, the students always make noise when it comes to group work. They tend to argue. Some are too shy and some are just talkative they don't want others to contribute anything. Jeez! Not to mention the passive ones. Mind you, these are all good students. They have a lot of ideas. It's just that they don't know how to share their thoughts. They like to argue because they want to get the attention. They want to show who's the best among all.
To prove that,
"Teacher, teacher. Tell us who won the best group!"
EVERY TIME.


Well, that's how kids are.
That, too, maybe how I was back then.
*Was I?*

Okay, scratch that. Haha.


Somehow, these students didn't look like they were fasting after all!
Seriously. I remember how I was on the first day of puasa.
I didn't take my sahur like I should (I simply took two gulps of mineral water - have I mentioned that I missed my dinner the day before?) and that's it. So it was all gloomy and energy-less during the day I felt like I'm a 9-year-old kid! Even the students themselves were energetic. Pfft! I wished that I was a cellphone so I could just recharge myself with a simple plug-in. It was dreadful, indeed! It took me forever to get to the top floor to 5 Baiduri!



I swear I will consume lots and lots of food when breaking my fast so that I still have some storage until sahur, ever since. Haha.
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Okay, so we got a little way out of topic.
=P

Now, back to my observation thingy.
Say YEAAAAYY!

She liked it!
She told me that I did everything from the lesson plan.
She complimented my way of handling the class.
She said I have a loud voice which is good.
She told me that the activity was fun and I managed to get the students' attention. She praised my lesson plans saying that they were all done so perfectly in order following the schema.
To conclude everything she said,
"I think I have no comment about you. Yes, no comment."

So was that a good sign?
God's will.
Amin..

*Truly satisfied*

And so I went home good mood and collapsed soon after I found my bed...

Zzz.

OH NO!

THE LECTURER IS COMING TO TOWN!

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SCHOOL

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GASP!

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That means, I have three days to prepare.

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I need all the luck in the world!

*fingers crossed!*

WHO'S THAT GIRL?

"I LIKE YOU. YOU'RE KIND."


Remember I once told you about this 3C student at my school?
CUTE, CHUBBY and a CUDDLER; what I called her.

Maybe you were wondering what she looks like, really.
So let me introduce to you the one and only,


RAJA NUR SAMIRAH
of 3 Topaz!

*olo lo lo.. look at her!*
During High School Musical: My School Rocks! at PICC, Putrajaya


See?
Isn't she adorable?
She told me that she is the only pwincess in the family and everybody calls her COMEL.
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I think you get the point.

"I LIKE YOU."

You know,
I have a student who likes to hug me whenever she sees me.


She will lay her head on my shoulder when I sit next to her.


She will hold my hand when I get nearer.


She will smile at me even when I'm 100 ft farther.



She's cute, chubby and a cuddler.



And she always says;


"If you're married, I want you to be my mother."

*hugs*



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IT'S BEEN AWHILE HUH?

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I have thousands of words to share but I don't have time.

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SOBS.

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Well now that I have class at 12p.m., I got to go.

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Wishing you a very productive day today!

*pray for me!*

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PATIENCE THE SIZE OF GRAND CANYON

The only advice I got most before practicum:
BE YOURSELF.

"So starting tomorrow onwards, I want each and everyone of you to have all your English books on the desk before I step into the class. If you fail to do so, ..."


"Teacher! Do you mean the textbook or the exercise book?"
"I said ALL."


"ALL, teacher? E1 and E2??"
"YES. Everything that's related to English subject. If I see, ..."


"Teacherteacherteacher!
That means, the textbook, E1, E2 and vocabulary book??"
"YESSS..... So MAKE sure, ..."


"TEACHER!"
"YES??"


"What books again?"
"YAK ALAA!!"


All students:
"Huh??
BHAHAHAHAHAHAH."






*opsss....*

P/s: BE YOURSELF.

"TEACHER, TEACHER" THING

In 5 Baiduri class;
students were asked to do an essay writing.

"Teacher, teacher. What is kursus in English?"

"Course."

"Teacher, teacher. How to spell monument?"
"M.O.N.U.M.E.N.T"

"Teacher, what is peluru in English?"
"Bullets."

"Teacher, teacher. How about sampai?"
"Arrived."

"TEACHER!!" one of them shouted. "How to spell earlier?"
"E.A.R.L.I.E.R"
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Okay I get it.
Teacher = Oxford Bergerak

BE-ROKEN ING-GE-LISH, SIR?

Ughhh.....

My throat sore like hell and all of the sudden I'm a soft-spoken person!
Sigh. I hate sore throat.
It makes me crave for a hot dish every second passes by.
It makes me feel bad.
It makes me mad.

I hate it.

Though, they say if we get sick, that means Allah remembers us.
That, too, means that we need to seek remedy from Him; to always remember Him.
*You remember me.*
Alhamdulillah..

Alright. Back to our main topic. Hehe.
Just now my colleague told me this;
"There was one customer came to ask me books. She said, *definitely in Malay, I'm only translating it* "Do you have

E-kelips
and

Bere-king Dawn?" "
LMAO!