we are patient

patient for passion
waiting on til it appears
to have it start, was such a fear
crimple that shit, and let it burn

Experimental

 

life is unexpected, isn’t it?

from A to B there are so many spaces that should be fill

with either dashes or strokes etc.

frankly, we only choose the best to fits the best

for if not, perhaps a rotten wood would be useful

and it will change from time to time

according to the result and our satisfaction that follow

long live life, we’re on experiment

Raya, anyone?

20.09.2009 (1 Syawal 1430 Hijrah)

that’s the raya for this year

lyk yesteryears, filled with boredom

sumtg hav 2 b plug-in sumwhre

ex.: talkative relatives, cheerful people

and

more n more plastic behavior!

durhh

hwever

raya is not sucks yet

cz evri year

new people r discoverd

n new rlationships r born

dats d true meaning of raya, rite?

2 strengthen the bond

n 2 discover a bond

slamat hari raya aidilfitri, maaf zahir n batin ;)

friday 26/6

well i have a confession to make.

i love this day

damn fcking much

it's like a compilation events of a year

adventurous

the happy moment

mix outing

beach

dating

was clumsy doing things i never done before

singing

walkng

event talkg

she's wonderful

the awful

stung

jellyfish

clinic

lucky me

MMS

fcuk maktab

God, help me. I need her

Fresh Blood

The early moment wasn’t as hard as I thought. No seniors around except for bro Rafique n Lut, no MMS among the newcomers just a mini one among the pre-TESL students. Such a pleasant to have my roommates – Mad, Ame n Pidot. They are friendly and approachable which I think is good for my mental through the year.

The first week is filled with laughter. Wasn’t because of smart jokes but we enjoy making fun of somebody who is slight different from us. I mean the ‘softlans’. We made fun of him at the back quite a lot. We mimed his voice, the acts. Man it’s totally fun. But somehow he realizes it all and it followed up with some slow talk.

I was randomly put in the PTSL 1A. Luckily my class’ schedule doesn’t stress me a lot. Like the other classes, they have more than 3 classes a day and some of it end as late as 6.30 pm. Goshh. Roughly we just had ice-breaking with our lecturers this week. I learnt an idion throughout the earlier classes. “As boring as Miss Juritah” =D. I don’t have the idea of how she passed the staff’s interview the early day.

Been in a boarding school helps me a lot to adapt my surrounding here. I’m not facing the problem of time and financial management, heavily. And I know well the unwritten rule of hostel’s clan and behavior. I felt pity for one of the student across the door of mine. People said he never stays in boarding school and doesn’t know how the hostel style is. I know he just walk his life with his own path but talking too much isn’t good for your body.

The grapevine I heard about the seniors made me feel bad. “Ragging is just for problematics school students”. Well, I don’t believe that anymore after I heard the story told by Rafique and Lut and also the coordinators. The junior-ragging, stealing cases and the students who spends their time practising the reprodustion skills are happening in the university. My expectation that those cases never happen at this very level is totally wrong.

Now, like the others, I am planning to escape the hell MMS.

wind of Change

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Hah, finally I made it to this step. This is the starting where I willingly write crappy things on the net. (Except for my earlier 2 articles, I like to produce something that can help people) To post a blog is not an easy task for me. Really it is. I hate writing essays and share my thoughts with a bunch of strangers LIKE YOU :p.

But it is the time to change. Recently I made a few ‘skodeng’ actions into other peoples’ blogs. I can see that their languages are getting better from their first entries to the latest. It made me realize that blogging can help me to improve my English since I’m going to pursue Foundation in TESL starting tomorrow.

I’ve been posted to UiTM Melaka for a couple of semester. Quite ok la coz it just took 30 minutes drive from my home. (Compared to MCKK which is more than 5 hours. mencanak weyy!!)

So that’s all for my turning point. My next entry should be the story about Minggu Mesra Siswa. =)