Friday, June 27, 2008

Regina Spektor - The Call with lyrics

Sometimes, it is best to let go off everything. If it's truly yours, it'll come back to you....

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

ME...for the past few weeks and the weeks after...and after...and after...Oh my God!

7.45-8.00am (speeding to work)

8.00am-4pm (teaching and consulting...)

after 4pm till bedtime (plus other housewife's work)

and this unofficial duty for many years...

But tonight I'm blogging though there are still many clothes unironed....

Monday, June 16, 2008

My Father

Abah, the Mat Rempit of Parit....

My father worked as Police Field Force during his younger days till he stopped working at the age 55. He likes to travel (like me) and loves art and music very much. He's an excellent artist and could draw beautiful pictures of people, sceneries and things.He can sew clothes especially his own baju melayu. He's also an amateur carpenter and craftsman and he knew many aspects of housebuilding and machinery. A lot of our relatives said among all the siblings in my family I was the one who picked up most of my father's natural talents and interests. Yes, I'm glad I did.

Abah (as my sisters and I called him) was a strict and very disciplined father. He values religion, family and academic matters more than anything in the world. Because he wanted us to get a better education, he sent us to a convent school, nearly one hour journey from our home. It's tiring every time we got home but it's worth it, I guess. All of my siblings got through the UPSR with flying colours.

Well Abah, Happy Father's Day. I called you yesterday morning and you seemed to be very thrilled. You told me that all of my sisters had called you earlier. We always remember you, Abah. Thank you for what you had done to all of us and what you had made us become. May Allah bless you always.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Nite2 to myself

Nothing is more blissful after doing the house chores than lying on the bed and close your eyes



Friday, June 13, 2008

Before I close my eyes...

Nite,nite sleep tight

Death at a Funeral Trailer. Movie Trailer!!! (2007)'s so funny!

Cinema, cinema, cinema

I remembered going to cinemas alone many times alone when I was a student in Philadelphia' especially at the SAC (Student Activity Center). And yes, the farthest that I went to is a port town (cannot remember what's the town's name, whre the train made it's last stop. I went there to watch 'Children of the Lesser God'. It was Winter, 1986. I also watched movies a few times with some friends- Nita, Mala Ajah, Rozman, Abg Usop and K. Nani to see The Color Purple; with Nita and Che Ah to see Pretty in Pink and with Ajah and Che Ah to see The Platoon (first movie watched). After I got married I dragged my husband to go to the movies too at the 30th street ,U Penn, a few times. The first was Police Acadamy part 4 (because he doesn't like 'serious' type of movies. Then, a few more ...which i cannot remember what?

Anyway! I watched this hillarious British movie DEATH AT A FUNERAL on DVD last night and I think it's the funniest movie that I've ever seen for years. It's truely FUNNY! Kept me laughing right from the beginning till the end. I bought the DVD in PJ last April when I went there to mark Final Examination papers. Should try and see it folks!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008


Tomorrow, I'm going to do the same thing with my students but definitely using a different type of letter. And this time the task will be for my Physics and Account students. They are supposed to reply to the letter as Anne. See what their reponse are going to be...Hmm, I'm looking forward to seeing my Physics students especially. They are so 'brutal', but I like it...They are always cheerful and responsive though sometimes quite naughty.

So, here it is... another letter from a confused boy.

Dear Anne,
I’m writing you this letter to tell you that I’m leaving you forever. I’ve been a good lover, friend and soul mate to you for almost a year but I have nothing to show for it.
You told me that you’re pregnant with my child but where is the proof? And it cannot be! I only slept with you once and it was an accident. You even said that you’re hormones are imbalance and that you can never conceive because of that. Actually Anne, I regretted what I’ve done to you. I’m a sinner.
I smsed and called you many times but you never replied. Yes, although I was really pissed off by your reaction, I cannot ignore the fact that I miss you . I miss your smile, your laughter, your jokes….everything!
But I guess, it’s not worth it. I saw you this morning at the cafeteria but you just ignored me. I was wondering now if you’re really pregnant and want me to be responsible for it? (Because you are so quiet!) But at the same time I realizeetimes realize that you are always hiding your stomach with your bag or file when you are walking. or is it just an act?
Anne, I know that we’re from a different cultural and religious background. You’re a Christian, I’m a Muslim but I still need some answers! And because you have been shouting me out like this for weeks, I guess I have to leave you for good. So, don’t you dare cry over spilled milk after this.
And, whatever case, I’m gone. Goodbye Anne. See you in heaven.

You’re x-future husband.

p/s : I’ve seen Encik Idris and filled in the form. I’m quiting Matriculation programme tomorrow.

See you all tomorrow folks!

Another today

Bukhari, Asyraf and 2 other former PDT boys visited me today. I regret I could not treat tehm with lunch because I had to hurry down to jitra fetching my children from school. Then, my former classmate (form 1-3), Iza Dani also made her way to KMK. She needed my help to submit her daughter's application to UUM. It's been a long meeting overdue. She is just as slim as before though her 'tudung' is no more on her head. No comment.

Iza is a successful business woman now I guess, looking at her appearance and car (Mercedes, don't know what series). She's into spa treatment business with branches in Langkawi, KL etc..etc... Wishing her success in her business. Well, some people just not into it...what to do? Ahh...what the hack! Just be yourself, right madam?
But I need to try Iza's spa one day..She's going to open one in EDC UUM, she said...
One free testing spa for me...

And today also I had this letter writing session with my Hayat students. No bad at all. But it's so funny when my 'soft' boy, Arif did not want to sit with boys when I told him to be in the boys' group. He wanted to keep on clinging with the girls! Oh my God! It's so obvious! Anyway, everyone responded to the task quite well.

Below is the letter that I created for my student to respond

I am a butterfly drunk with life.
I don´t know where to soar,
but I won´t allow life to clip my colorful wings.

I am a college student but barely know about college life. I have never stayed in a hostel before or been away from family until I came to this college. My parents are always good to me and they supported me for all things that I do . I should consider myself as lucky. The love that they give me is overwhelming and withoutboundary. But the problem now is me.
I become somebody that I don’t really know who I am anymore. Since I put my feet on this college, I feel so free. I can do whatever I want without considering any consultations from anyone, especially my parents. I’ve never felt so confident and independent with my own life. I also have no problem with my studies. I always received my academic results with flying colours every semester. I was really ok at first till I met Anne.
Anne is a sweet, pretty girl and has a very nice personality. She loves music just like me and we always exchange our ring tones that we downloaded from the internet. She also likes to tell jokes which makes me feel happy and comfortable when I’m with her. Anne is one kind of a girl. I know many boys at the college envy me for the relationship that I have with her. Recently, Anne confesses to me that she likes me a lot and I feel like I’m on cloud nine. The thing is… I too have feelings for her. I love her.
But things have gone sour for the past few days. Anne is pregnant. And she claims that I am the one responsible for her pregnancy. And what Am I supposed to do now? Anne is a Christian and I am a Muslim. We are both still studying at this college. What if our parents know about this? Our friends, our lecturers? My God, I cannot even imagine…..Do we have to quit our study at this college and get married? I am so helpless. And the worst is Anne’s stomach is getting bigger everyday although she tries to cover it with her oversized shirts and blouses. I pity her but I still don’t know what to do. Please help me..Please..

-Confused college boy-

Tuesday, June 10, 2008


I played a language game called 'poisonous container' with my students today. My account students were not very responsive. My Hayat and Physics class were tremendously ok. I know they liked this game because I used songs to inititate them to participate.

After class i had a few students swarming around me. They have problems in making a choice in life. And Ning ( a chinese girl who looks and speak like Malay)was the most talkative. She looked naive but she seemed to know what she was doing. And she told me that she's just like the poetry, Road Not taken but she hoped she had taken the right path.

Well, I'm so sleepy now...Got to go to bed.
But here's something for everyone...the poem,

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

(Robert Frost)

* It's easy to give advices, to help make choices for people. But when it comes to your own decision making, you go BLANK!

Monday, June 9, 2008


Today, I've got a call from Bukhari who just came back from performing Umrah with his parents. I'm happy that he did that.

Yesterday, I received an sms from Nazmi which sounds like this,
" Madam..Can I take a few of ur chocolates? Thanks...From Nazmi"
And yes, some of my chocolates in the jar were missing.
s1600-h/100_4372.JPG">Nazmi and the gang during PDT night.

I had 3 classes today , just like yesterday. Exhausted but enjoyable. I had debates with my students and they were very responsive, I don't really care how they speak because my objectives for that particular activity were to make them feel confident to speak and to ease their shyness when speaking in front of the public. And, I found 2 'musicians' in one of my classes...Yes!!!

I had a some people stopping by at my cubicle today just like yesterday. It's crowded at times but very 'happening'. We had discussions, jokes and meals at my table. However, there were a few regular 'stopbyers' who no more visit me at my cubicle. They have moved to a new working place.

Syaz, Siti, June, Ust Nazri, Tina and most recently Zamri....who always teased me and crack jokes with the members of the English Unit. His absence is truly felt by me today. I hope, he will succeed in building his new home in Taiping and happy at his new place in KMPP.
Zamri, the 'Peeping Tom'.

Who else? Let me see... Oh yes, Mr Tarmidi. Too busy to see me. That's alright, I guess. At least I still have time to tidy up my cubicle before his next visit which I don't know when. It's been quite sometime since the last time I saw my students (especially the girls, of course) looking and staring at him whenever he came to KMK. He's such an attraction, Centre of Attraction, no doubt! Hmm...lucky you, sir.

Well, must go on with or without Farid, Fahmilah, Farhan, Ummi, Mukmin, Aslam, Fahmi, Azmi, Bukhari, Razif etc...etc...You've got a new batch of students who will cheer your everyday life. 100% guaranteed. And you have the cute Ina now...Yana, the funny impersonator, Mila, Halimah and Rifae who is willing to greet you everyday.

So, Madam, no worries!