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Sharing is Caring

2010-10-18T21:00:00.000+08:00

Sharing is caring. When you have the will to share something, it means you are generous enough to let yourself opened and give away yours to other people. This also shows that you care for others even just by giving a reminder, a warning, a simple advice or message...just to let the others know what you want to convey. Sharing is also one of the important ways to effective communications. In my opinion, by writing a post in the blog or write a shout in a shout box or leaving a comments in someone's wall in Facebook, is the simplest way to express your care. By showing care, it can lead you towards love. When you share, you care and you love. On the other hand, the person that you care will show you some respect and care about you and love you the way you are. At least the person you care will remember you once in his or her lifetime.... Remember the one that you love, show that you care. Even if they do not notice it, you can show your care by praying for them. As a teacher, it is important to me to share every knowledge that I had learnt to my students sincerely. As the result, my students care about me. That is all I need. A simple care that can console me from being a monstrous person and that melts my delicate heart to be a person who I am today. Sharing is caring, caring is loving...

Whatever....

2010-07-03T22:52:00.000+08:00

Life is full of sweat...sometimes..i feel like I am not breathing if I am not sweating for a single day...i can feel the satisfaction when i can complete my job sincerely and give commitment to the fullest. "Suddenly the sky turns blue, I am hit by a feeling. whenever I am close to you,my troubles fade away..." -MLTR-
I am a 'loklak' person, for those who really really know and understand me...But deep in the bottom of my heart I really wish to be calm and live in tranquility like in an isolated place..

The best place is the biq and spatious mosque (Masjid Negeri Pulau Pinang-oneof the best place ive ever visited)....what a relief..I have got that feeling before...that was the best time ive ever had with my own self...i felt very close to the Creator...in the busy and hectic life, stress will interfere my mind and soul that sometimes make me want to scream and cry..my heart is searching for something..and that something leads towards the creator. because only God knows what lingers around me..what is the real problem..I really want to purify my soul...so that i can rest in peace...Thank you Allah for all the chances you have given me...thank you Allah that i realized my mistakes and i want to reach you...
In a nutshell...till this moment...i am really stressfull...huh............

Holiday is a bonus...

2010-06-16T21:19:00.010+08:00

I really enjoy holidays. Especially when I can spend my holidays joyfully and at the same time it turns out to be the memorable event in parts of my life throughout the year...Well...some prefer to rest at home doing nothing than watching Tv while sitting on the couch having snacks and cracking jokes and chit chatting with family members..that is what i usually do before and i still love it.The risk is it spoils my diet..haha..unhealthy diet that leads to obesity..(please don't follow this bad habit)..instead..you can go for a picnic, strolling at the park, gardening, shopping or whatever...just fill up the free time so that you wont feel the holiday is too long...Lucky me this short holiday, i guess, because i feel that i don't get enough rest...no time to put up my weight because i had gone through so much traveling activities with friends especially...it was fun and challenging.

Attending close friends' weddings was very interesting. I could see the different cultural perspective of different wedding customs from different states, Negeri Sembilan, Key Ell and Kelantan. It was sooo amazing...Guess how many Bunga telurs i had collected..huhu. Before i forget, Congratulations to REEn and her hubby and Hazrina and her husband for getting married...hope the love will last forever and blossoms throughout the year...

At the same time, thans to Syetul and Zura for giving me the chance to join u all on this adventurous journey...let me LOL first..hahahahahaahah..sooo funny when we had quarrels for many many times during the journey...like a child fighting for a candy..hahah...but then, each of us felt guilty and apologized...hahah..what a joke!

nEXT TIME aa ..dont leave me aaa. i want to join u all again aaa..

You're in ruins...

2010-04-16T11:02:00.002+08:00

Do you know what's worth fighting for?
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?

Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul

Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I

Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone?

When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I

you are my sunshine....

2010-03-27T21:56:00.003+08:00

Hi, it has been a quite long time since my last post for my blog, since I attended the KISSM and BTN after i had finished my 6 years of suffering and i got posted to my new school, my new life has begun here now. and now I really think I should'nt stop writing as I still remember Pn. Rohaya said...never stop writing to improve myself...It took almost half a year or i can say for about 6 months i've been waiting for this moment to type something and post it again like before on this blog..what a relief! just because i had bought my own mobile modem broadband, no need to use others anymore, or wait for miracle wireless network to be detected in my "laptop kerajaan malaysia"..hihi...for six months ive been taeching in an institution called 'sekolah rendah", ive gained a lot of experience....sweet and sour..aaltogether...enough for me to compose dozens of posts in my blog...huhu...just wait and see...

“ A critical Reflection of My Teaching Practise”

2009-05-03T01:02:00.003+08:00

“Teaching involves a search for meaning in the world. Teaching is a life project, a calling, a vocation that is an organizing centre of all other activities. teaching is past and future as well as present, it is background as well as foreground, it is depth as well as surface. Teaching is pain and humor, joy andanger. Deariness andepiphany. Teaching is world building, it is architecture and design, it is purpose and moral enterprise. Teaching is a way of being in the world that breaks through the boundaries of the traditional job and in the process redefines all lifeand teaching itself.”
-By William Ayers-

Professional statement after practicum

2009-05-03T00:47:00.004+08:00

What have I achieved along this practicum? I finally understand myself, how I do my work, how I handle depression, how I managed to solve some problems, how I socialized with the teachers and staffs, how I tackle the students, how I make new friends, how I reflect myself, how I make decision in life, how I take care of my things, how I get a long with others, and how I see myself as a teacher in the future.
Finally I could adapt myself with the schools system, I understand how the system works. There are many aspects of life that I have discovered. Some are meaningful, some are too hard and painful to be remembered. And I don’t want to remember it.
Then, I have improved a lot in giving instructions and directions to students. I know how to communicate with students in a proper way. I also have improved my English laguage proficiency by giving opinions during the interviews and also my writing skills by doing the reflection. Thankgod for all that I got.
I have gained confidence and braveness to be a good teacher because I have solved most of the problems faced during the practicum. But I must not stop yet. The real challenge is waiting ahead when I become a real teacher. 90% of my target had been achieved. I must not be satisfied with what I have now. There are still lots of things that I have to improve. I have lots of other weaknesses that sometimes I could not even see. I must not be too proud of myself.
I have found they key to succeed. Now I want to open the door of success. Still I have to be guided along the way to the house of success. Experience is the best teacher. Love to learn, love to teach.

Profesional Statement during practicum

2009-05-03T00:02:00.002+08:00

What did I experience along this practicum? I have learn about so many things. Love, hate, anger, joy, sorrow, pain, sweat, symphaty, how to care, how to share and how to learn, how to teach. I keep reminding myself to be patient and to have a strong heart to face the challenges. Like a song from Joey Mcintyre “Believe in yourself, reach down inside, the love you find will set you free, believe in yourself, you will come alive, have faith in what you do, you'll make it through”.
What I love the most is to be in class trying to deliver lesson and getting feedback from the students. Every single day I tried to adapt with the school culture and I try to find my own best style of teaching that is suitable and receivable by the students and at the same time the students learn somethoing that day. Finally the students could get along my style and they love to learn English in a fun way.
There are also some problems that I had to overcome. Once I cried for getting low marks for my first observation because I was not ready with a good lesson plan, then I tried to change and took it positively eventhough I felt like I wanted to stop from continuing this course. Sometimes I have problems with my friends around me, and sometimes I felt too tension with my students behaviour that made me believed that I had failed in teaching. But I try to hold on until I got flying colours, one thing that I never expected because may target was not to get ‘cemerlang’. I just wanted to pass the practicum and improve my teaching practise.
Then I realized that if we are organized and do our things responsibly and sincerely, we can have a great life. Being a teacher is not as easy as we think and also not as hard as we think. Now I know how to become a ‘teacher’. The most important thing is the time management and ourselves. Just believe that we can do it.
There can be miracles, when you believe, though hope is frail, its hard to kill, who knows what miracles, you can achieve, when you believe somehow you will,you will when you believe.
(When you believe- Mariah Carey)

Reflection on Linking theory to practice

2009-02-09T09:06:00.008+08:00

I am glad that I have completed my first coursework. And now I am writing a reflection to reflect back on what I did for about a month to develop a sample of scheme of work, lesson plan and microteaching. But I keep reminding my self that my job is not yet completed till I have become a successful English teacher one day. Again, practicum part is waiting for me and I have to be ready for the challenge.
First of all, during the first task, developing scheme of work, to tell the truth, I really didn’t understand what it is all about. I kept wondering why a teacher has to make scheme of work. For years I thought a teacher only has to make a lesson plan, and prepare the teaching aids before teaching. And honestly I couldn’t find the rationale of doing the scheme of work. So, the first thing I did was finding a good pair to explain to me and help me to comprehend the task. Thankfully, my roomate was willing to help me and we could work togeteher because I believe in her capability as well her mother is an English teacher. Then we chose the year five, topic of people.
Scheme of work is something like a list of activities, together with their basic characteristics like the objectives, language skills, language content, educational emphases and materials resources, for teachers to select and insert them in the lesson plan daily. So this scheme of work does help teachers a lot as a preparation for teaching and learning process according. Yet I still could not relate it to the lesson plan. As for me, I looked it as otherwise, you could make a scheme of work by using the lesson plan.
When there were no specific guidelines for me and my pair to do the scheme of work, I began to wander around and try hard to find the best activities to match with the skills and levels and so on, but my partner said that the activities could be modified and improved in the lesson plan, I felt relieved because I was afraid that I was not on the right track. Furthermore, TEYL students (some of my friends) as usual love to criticize and comment on what their lectures have taught about the scheme of work. So I became very confused as some said we did it inaccurately. I became quite stressed out, so we decided to just follow the instruction and do the main point. It is not wrong if you put some extra effort on your work but you have to make sure that you are not lack of something in the end and you have fulfilled the requirements for the task. That was what I thought.
To do the scheme of work, I had to reflect back on my previous lesson for about 7 semesters learning on how to cater students needs based on the behaviourist, humanist, constructivist and cognitivist theories. Besides, I also have to refer back to the four language skills that students have to master for English learning; reading, speaking, listening and writing. I always thought that I knew about all that I have learnt. Now I think I was wrong. It is not easy though, the teaching reading skills, teaching aural and oral, teaching writing, literature and grammar. Also the psychological aspect that most teachers nowadays left out such as the children development, environment, safety, the use of ICT and teaching materials in the classroom, classroom management and curriculum . This is because, some activities for English like games does not contain learning at all, so it is my job as a teacher to improvise and adjust so that the activities are fun and meaningful.
Yes, there are lots of activities from various sources for teachers to look upon. It depends on you yourself. My partner and I usually refered to the library books and some bought books that are appropriate for teaching. We also searched from the internet, and another effective way wass by discussing and sharing infos with our own friends about the activities. The thinking skills that involved during this process are generating ideas, brainstorming, decision making, recalling knowledge or experience, researching and viusalizing. I also did some listing of activities, classifying,grouping and categorizing as I mentioned earlier.
Then,for the second step our pair had to combine with another pair. This time, our scheme of works were different, so we altogether discussed on which scheme of work to choose. During the process, we managed to correct some mistakes on my scheme of work. We found out that we had made some mistakes and it was good for a friend to tell the truth before you repeat again the mistakes on the next task or even in school in the future. We took their lesson plan under topic occupation for year 3.
That time I started to see not the whole part, but clearly half of what I am doing now. The lesson plan part. Based on the 2 weeks scheme of work, we chose the first week to do our lesson plan. Each of us had to develop our own lesson plan. This process was quite stressful to me. This is because the scheme of work was ot from my pairwork, so I felt hard to understand their work at first. Furthermore we hardly made much discussion because each of us had our own agenda for that particular week. I would take the safest step to make my own lesson plan first and then I decided to disscuss later. It was better late than never. During this level the thinking proces that involved were constructing the items and learning objectives, designing and describing the activities according to level and steps like set induction, presentation, practice, produce and closure. I also have to describe and explain on every steps of activities that I put in the lesson plan. Other thinking skills were hyphothesizing, decision making and arranging and sequencing.
So, after all of us had finished the 4 lesson plans, we discussed on which lesson plan to choose for microteaching. But before that, we had to make sure that all the lesson plans were according to the flow and related to the scheme of work. We all loved to just complain, but mybe we should try to rearrange some of the slight mistakes. That was what happened during the process. Sometimes I could not bear the comments from my friend. But I still could hold the tears from bursting out. I thought that, 6 years studying together had brought up all of us together untill we knew each other well, but sometimes personal problems might interrupt and affect our work. The ego inside me was too high because I felt so fed up with peoples attitudes around me. I felt tired of being a student. I barely could not control myself. But when I reflected back, these things would not stop and continuously happen in the future and even in school. So I took it from a different point of view as a positive challenge, slowly I had to alter my ego and I had to remember that we were what we choose, it’s not what we say, it is what we do. So I surrendered. To be a teacher I must have a strong heart and a wise mind. I had to learn to accept other people’s opinions.
During this stage I did some comparing and contrasting of ideas, analyzing and identifying facts and opinions, predicting outcomes, solving problems, planning again, reasoning, and elaborating ideas on the lesson plan activities.
The next step was the microteaching. After we had some correction and did the revision on the lesson plans, we finally chose the second day of the first week lesson from the scheme of work to do microteaching. The topics were occupation whereby on that day the students wil learn some phrases and sentences about occupation and the extra information from the first day. The main language skill focus was reading and we tend to do some drilling on the new occupations by doing grammar exercise, role playing and singing song.
We collected the materials needed and made the teaching aids together. Then we practiced along the steps. During the practice, we tried to improvise the activities so that the students would understand and it would flow according to the topic, also to practice our English communication skills. The thinking processes included the explaining, evaluating, describing, making associations and connections from the lesson plan to the real life situation in the classroom. For example the coincidences that might happen and also the questions that students might ask during the lesson, how to handle the slow learners and so on.
The final step had come, the presentation of microteaching in a mock classroom. I think that my presentation was one of my best but still not my very very best because my feelings were shielded by fear and shy. I have high level of shyness and nervousness. But thanks a lot to my classmates who had given full cooperation and help during my presentation. So far, I am satisfied with my teamwork’s ability to present a not so bad teaching lesson in a classroom. The comments that I received were very constructive and now I realized something that I always neglected, that the most important thing was the lesson that I want to deliver, not me myself. I was too concsious about myself because I really mind what other people think of me. This was my weakness point, especially when all the people stared at me. I would become very nervous. So, all the comments from friends and lecturer I will remember and also reminding that I have to challenge myself to make the students think, not just playing safe delivering lesson without the critical thinking responds from them. I also learn a lot from all of my classmates after they had presented, the comments they received and the responds from the students.
I promise to myself to change and rearrange myself to be more organized. As a learner I learned that I am responsible of what I am doing right now. I also have to be alert to the recent changes and development in classroom environment. I also must be affective and think rationally not emotionally in making decision. I must understand deeply what I am learning so that I can apply it in any life situation. I also have to relate the knowledge and connect it with the real life situation.
From this whole experiences, as a future teacher, the first thing is I have to be patient in whatever condition. Also have to develop the passion of teaching even though my ambition was not to be a teacher. I also must be open-minded and willing to share and negotiate. During the unexpected occasion I have to be prepared and alert. I also must be creative to manipulate the lesson plan and activities and also sometimes prepare back up plans to avoid further chaos during teaching and learning process. A good teacher accept critics and make improvement. She also must understand the students, the lessons and the teaching and learning process itself. But for me, love is the key to success. Love to learn, love to teach.

Lucky Me! (the final draft)

2008-11-03T15:55:00.007+08:00

“Am I still alive?” I smelled the ground soil and odor of the grass. When I woke up, I realized that I was lying on the ground close to a drain. I could feel the sand in my eyes and tasted it in my mouth! I hoped that was not shit or tiny insects.

As I look up to the sky, the sun was shining brightly, I winked my eyes, I was lying on the ground, beside me was the gate and on the other side was the drain. In the drain, a motorcycle had fallen down to the earth and the wheel was stirring. “Lucky me,” I wasn’t lying on the hospital bed.

I heard steps coming towards me. An old man and a few mechanics helped me to lift up the motorcycle. It’s Syetul’s motorcycle. What have I done to her motorcycle? There was something wrong with the poor motorbike. Oh no! Something was really wrong with the wheel. It was punctured. What am I supposed to do? I was very worried. I’m sure you must be thinking what Syetul would say. I didn’t know…
Ouch! I felt like my pant was torn because something sharp was pressing my thigh and legs. It was a dry branch of flower trees planted near the drain. Fortunately I wore helmet and my precious head was safe. I was glad I was not fainting or bleeding. To tell you the truth, I got my pants torn. (My underpants too) huhu…I had to cover up. Ida laughed at me and asked me if I was okay. She felt better after listening to my voice. But I could not tell you how worried she was that day. It was like a cursing to her that day. Our first time together went to further town by riding a motorbike.

This accident happened in a blink of eyes. I was started to getting nervous as I discovered that the tyre had punctured and I didn’t know how to replace the new tyre. And also that was not my motorbike. It's Syetul’s motorbike, who had gone back to the village for holiday. I was not supposed to involve her motorcycle with any miscellaneous. I tried to calm myself by smiling and relaxing.

So I recalled back what had happened. It was a sunny morning. Instead of taking bus to town, Ida and I decided to go shopping at YAWATA Supermarket by motorbike. Later we decided to fill in the petrol as it had almost reached the empty level. Carefully, I ride my motorbike to the edge of the road and enter the petrol station area. I saw a few men were washing cars at the gas pump. So I straight away waited for my turn behind a motorcycle. Ida got down from the bike to pay the money.

As the pump man had finished filling in my motorbike oil tanks. Without thinking much, I switched on the bike and pressed the gear to speed. I don't know why, the motorcycle suddenly moved towards the edge of the other side of the petrol station area where there was a long but not too deep drain, bushes and gate.

Oh gosh! What was happening to me! I could not even think to press the brake or grasp the handbrake. I don't know why I just let the motorbike carried away by itself to the end of the edge. I closed my eyes. 'Bang!' A loud crashing sound from motorbike awoke me as I felt like flying away from the bike to the air. Haha. That was it!

Fortunately, that old man was a mechanic. He brought a spare tyre and started to repair the bike. Then, we paid him RM10.00. Shivering with fear I started the journey back to the hostel praying hopefully the motorcycle wouldn’t make trouble again.

What about Syetul? What would she say? She was shocked in despair. She was worried about me; of course I have to pay for the compensation. I apologized and helped her to service her motorbike. This traumatic accident reminds me that death is silence. So please be careful everywhere you go especially when you drive your friend’s vehicle. Love your life. Lucky me…

One Step At A Time

2008-10-20T00:14:00.005+08:00

Hurry up and wait
So close, but so far away
Everything that you’ve always dreamed of
Close enough for you to taste
But you just can’t touch

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you’re gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you’re feeling more and more frustrated
And you’re getting all kind of impatient waiting

[Chorus]
We live and we learn to take
One step at a time
There’s no need to rush
It’s like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It’s gonna happen and it’s
Supposed to happen that we
Find the reasons why
On step at a time

You believe and you doubt
You’re confused, you got it all figured out
Everything that you wished for
Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours
If they only knew

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you’re gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you’re feeling more and more frustrated
And you’re getting all kind of impatient waiting

[Chorus]
We live and we learn to take
One step at a time
There’s no need to rush
It’s like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It’s gonna happen and it’s
Supposed to happen that we
Find the reasons why
On step at a time

When you can’t wait any longer
But there’s no end in sight
It’s the faith that makes you stronger
The only way you get there
Is one step at a time

[Chorus]
Take one step at a time
There’s no need to rush
It’s like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It’s gonna happen and it’s
Supposed to happen that we
Find the reasons why
On step at a time

[Chorus]
One step at a time
There’s no need to rush
It’s like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It’s gonna happen and it’s
Supposed to happen that we
Find the reasons why
On step at a time

Lucky me! (second draft)

2008-10-20T00:07:00.002+08:00

“Am I still alive?” I smelled the ground soil and clorophyl of the grass. When I woke up, I realized that I am lying on the ground near a drain. I can feel the sand in my eyes and tasted it in my mouth! I hope that was not shit or tiny insects.

As I look up to the sky, the sun is shining brigthly, I winked my eyes, I was lying on the ground, beside me was the gate and on the other side was the drain. In the the drain, a motorcycle has fallen down to the earth and the wheel was stirring. “Lucky me,” Im not at the hospital bed.

I heard steps coming towards me. An old man and a few mechanics helped me to lift up the motorcycle. It’s syetul’s motorcycle. What have I done to her motorcycle? There was something wrong with the poor motorbike. Oh no! Something was really wrong with the wheel. It was punctured. What am I supposed to do? I was very worried. I’m sure you must be thinking what Syetuls would say. Wait till the last paragraph.

Ouch! I felt like my pants was torn because something sharp was pressing my thigh and legs. It was a dry branch of flower trees planted near the drain. Fortunately I wore helmet and my precious head was safe. I was glad I was not fainting or bleeding. To tell you the truth, I got my pants torn. (my underpants too) huhu…I had to cover. Ida laughed at me and asked me if I was okay. She felt better after listening to my voice.

This accident happened in a blink of eyes. I was started to getting nervous as I discovered that the tyre has punctured and I didnt know how to replace the new tyre. And also that was not my motorbike. It's Syetul’s motorbike, who has gone back to the village for holiday. I was not supposed to involve her motorcycle with any miscellanious. I tried to calm myself by smiling and relaxing.

So I recalled back what had happened. It was a sunny morning . Instead of taking bus to town, Ida and I decided to go shopping at YAWATA Supermarket by motorbike.

Later we decided to fill in the petrol as it had almost reached the empty level. Carefully, I ride my motorbike to the edge of the road and enter the petrol station area. I saw a few men were washing cars at the gas pump. So I straight away waited for my turn behind a motorcycle. Ida got down from the bike to pay the money.

As the pump man finished filling in my motorbike oil tanks. Without thinking much, I switched on the bike and pressed the gear to speed. I don't know why, the motorcycle suddenly moved towards the edge of the other side of the petrol station area where there was a long but not too deep drain, bushes and gate.

Oh gosh! What was happening to me! I could not even think to press the brake or grasping the handbrake. I don't know why I just let the motorbike carried away by itself to the end of the area. I closed my eyes. 'Bang!' a crashing sounds from motorbike awoke me as I felt like flying away from the bike to the air. Haha. That was it!

Lucky me, that pak cik was a mechanic. He brought a spare tyre and started to repair the bike. Then, we paid him RM10.00. Shivering with fear I started the journey back to the hostel praying hopefully the motorcycle wont make trouble again. We when for lunch at the nearest restaurant to reduce the trauma.

What about Syetul? She was shocked but she cared about me first instead of her motorbike, of course I have to pay for the compensation. I apologized and helped her to service her motorbike. This traumatic accident reminds me that death is silence. So please be careful everywhere you go.

Lucky me! (first draft)

2008-10-11T22:39:00.004+08:00

It was a sunny morning. Instead of taking bus to town, Ida and I decided to go shopping at YAWATA Supermarket by motorbike. It was a tough ride of course for about 20 minutes before we reached the supermarket.

Later we decided to fill in the petrol as it had almost reached the empty level. Who knows we might get trapped in the traffic or stuck in the middle of the road later? Carefully, I ride my motorbike to the edge of the road and enter the petrol station area. I saw a few men washing cars at the gas pump. So I straight away wait for my turn behind a motorcycle. Ida got down from the bike to pay the money.

As i started to think of owning a car in the future, the pump man finished filling in my motorbike oil tanks. Without thinking much, I switched on the bike and pressed the gear to speed. I don't know why, the motorcycle suddenly moved towards the edge of the other side of the petrol station area where there was a long but not too deep drain, bushes and gate.

Oh gosh! What was happening to me! I could not even think to press the brake or grasping the handbrake. I don't know why i just let the motorbike carried away by itself to the end of the area.

I closed my eyes. 'Bang!' a crashing sounds from motorbike awoke me as I felt like flying away from the bike to the air. Bump! Ouch! I landed on a grassy ground. I felt like my pant was torn because something sharp was pressing my thigh and legs. It was a dry branch of flower trees planted near the drain. Fortunately I wore helmet and my precious head was safe. I glad I was not faint or bleeding. As I tried to get up, an old man who I just called 'pak cik', and my friend Ida, hurried up towards me. I was alive. Thank god!

He lifted up m my motorbike and asked us to rest near the workshop right beside the petrol station. All the mechanics were watching us with anxiety of severe injuries. What a shame. I just simply got an accident at a petrol station. Actually the accident was so funny. But then I started to feel trauma. I tried really hard to overcome the feeling because i got to get back before sunset.

I was started to getting nervous as I discovered that the tyre has punctured and I didn't know how to replace the new tyre. And also that was not my motorbike. It's Syetul’s motorbike, who has gone back to the village for holiday. I was not supposed to involve her motorcycle with any miscellaneous. I tried to calm myself by smiling and relaxing.

Maybe the God Almighty wanted to help me because that pak cik was a mechanic. He brought a spare tyre and started to repair the bike. Then, he had finished his work. We paid him RM10.00. Shivering with fear I started the journey back to the hostel.

Praying hopefully the motorcycle won’t make trouble again. We went for lunch at the nearest restaurant to reduce the trauma.

Lucky me! I was still alive. God loves me. Ill be much more careful next time. Ive learned my lesson. It was one of the funniest accident and memories that ever happened to me. Ha! Ha!Ha!

2008-09-23T09:35:00.002+08:00

Best memories, when we receive happiness, we have to sacrifice on the other way around..think deeply of the enjoyment we get that sometimes we forget the others..but its fair and square..

A Preview of past time...

2008-08-14T10:12:00.004+08:00

Oh life....my life is quite miserable lately....some sort of rules that i could not afford to follow...i guess, it will take some times for me to catch up with busy and hectic life style in teaching profession...as for me who has gone through a two-year smoothly relaxing journey and different styles of learning in UUM, i think it is a challenge for me to cope with the new environment. yezzaaaa!..who knows i willl get posted to an isolated area in Borneo...i dont even know how i can live there...you see..everyday i hear everybody is complaining about every single thing that happens in their life. of course a person will always never satisfied with what they have. the grass is always greener on the other side even though the pesticides make them grow greener..huhu...but. in UUM actually, i learnt something very valuable..believe in your intuition..the decisions to do evertything is in your hand...some things that you have done might be terrible for you..but as you learn by making mistakes, you will grow and understand life...i want to recall my memories in UUM..

1. I passed the driving test at MUSTIKA MUHIBBAH after 8 times! I repeat 8 times! i took the test..ooh God was testing me with great trial..

2. I could borrow 10 books from the library...i love reading books (actually not really reading) i like the environment in the library- safe and sound

3. The lecturers are all different..there are some lecturers that i like, and some i could not even think about it...oh i hate favouritisme..

4. I SURVIVED staying at the block with other students from different course..it's quite hard for me to socialize as I take little time to get mixed with other people

5. I enjoyed doing activities with my friends...my best friends at Tradewinds College-my lovely and respectable roomate-CIKIN, the naughty little HUSNA and WaHEEDa- the pervert and moody lady...(my couple)i dont know how to say haha...Syetul-the girl i love to have catfight with...and others who would help me in trouble.....

Thats all for now..ill continue next time..got to go ..BUBuyyy

teYL coHOrt 2 M4p+UUM 2003-2009

2005-08-31T20:53:00.000+08:00

hAAAhh!! inila bebudak course BED tEYL yang bakal mewarnai dunia pendidikanMalaysia pada masa akan datang...kami semua datang dari planet yang berlainan dandipertemukan di sebuah bukit-Bukit COOMBE di sebuah pulau di Utara malaysia-Pulau Pinang di sebuah institusi Pendidikan Guru yang agak klasik -maktab Perguruan Persekutuan Pulau Pinang..kami akan mendera budak2 skolah rendah seluruh malaysia dengan karenah kami yang pelbagai...tunggu...boring gak selama 6 tahun bersama, tapi mesti sedih bile dekat2 nak abih ngaji nantikan...mesti aku winduw kat korang seme...

Meh aku pekenaikan barisan pejuang, bakal2 teacher merangkap teman seperjuangan aku…..
Barisan paling atas = Nabil(aH), KanaKumaR, AzfaQ, DeLL, ReeeNN, MadDy, SyahIERan, DaRNa, prOf PrabaKarAN, AdeQ mus, Wan TApa dAN si hAImi.
Barisan kedua dari atas = wAn LiZa, DurrRa, AiNa, FarRah, SyeTuL, HusnA, FairUZe, LINda, Che BalqISH, NuRuL huDa, NaNa, Abg WaheeD, AKU(neurule), IkAn, Sue, A’An dan SyAi.
Seterusnya = MEEr, AloNG, ZeiLa, WanY, Huey YInG, TiMAh, NaD, SheEEren, KmaR, Cik wANIe, AdiLAh, IeLa, AyoU, DayANa, ReeNUU, Ruby, GeethA.
Next = Fawwaz, InTan , AleeN, cyKIN, meLLissa, AiMi, Mei MEi, NaviN, gAyA,k-Own, NurehA,Kome FaNa, JUEjue, dan CHIk EjaH.
Bawah skali = LaiLy, KareN, ZamEERa, AzzY, ChinoT, RauDhah, aDIraH, MaS, MIzah, Ayuee, kEYYah, ShirLYnda, NeNe dan Dong LiN.

We all Happy Je duk SIni Tapi kadNG2 gAduh GaK..biaasala tu, ramai pompuan, lelaki plak hamper popous..jgn mare..tapi kalo nak buat ape2 kami tetap bersatu…I love u all..mMMMMuAAhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This Is The Last Time-KEANE

2005-08-30T16:52:00.000+08:00

Remember someone?..Listen to this song as it reminds me about a nostalgic memory in my life....maybe it had happened to you too...once...

This is the last time
That I will say these words
I remember the first time
The first of many lies
Sweep it into the corner
Or hide it under the bed
Say these things they go away
But they never do
Something I wasn't sure of
But I was in the middle of
Something I forget now
But I've seen too little of

The last time
You fall on me for anything you like
Your one last line
You fall on me for anything you like
And years make everything alright
You fall on me for anything you like
And I no I don't mind

This is the last time
That I will show my face
One last tender lie
And then I'm out of this place
So tread it into the carpet
Or hide it under the stairs
Say that some things never die
Well I tried and I tried
Something I wasn't sure of
But I was in the middle of
Something I forget now
But I've seen too little of

The last time
You fall on me for anything you like
Your one last line
You fall on me for anything you like
And years make everything alright
You fall on me for anything you like
And I no I don't mind

The last time
You fall on me for anything you like
Your one last line
You fall on me for anything you like
And years make everything alright
You fall on me for anything you like
And I know I don't mind

im not sure but it was a nice feeling..COOL >+_+<

Pemuja Rahsia-Sheila on 7

2005-08-06T17:13:00.000+08:00

Kuawali hariku dengan mendoakanmu Agar kau slalu sehat dan bahagia disana Sebelum kau melupakanku lebih jauh.. Sebelum kau meninggalkanku lebih jauh..
Ku tak pernah berharap kau kan merindukan keberadaanku, Yang menyedihkan ini Kuhanya ingin bila kau melihatku kapanpun, dimanapun Hatimu kan berkata seperti ini..
Reff: Pria ini lah yang jatuh hati padamu Pria ini lah yang kan slalu memujamu Aha.. yeah.. aha.. yeah.. Begitu para rapper coba menghiburku
Aku lah orang yang selalu menaruh bunga Dan menuliskan cinta diatas meja kerjamu Aku lah orang yang kan slalu mengawasimu Menikmati indahmu dari sisi gelapku
Dan biarkan aku jadi pemuja-mu Jangan pernah hiraukan, perasaan hatiku Tenanglah tenang pujaan hatiku, sayang Aku takkan sampai hati bila menyentuhmu
*Chorus: Mungkin kau takkan pernah tau Betapa mudahnya kau untuk dikagumi Mungkin kau takkan pernah sadar Betapa mudahnya kau untuk dicintai
Aku lah orang yang akan selalu memujamu Aku lah orang yang akan selalu mengintai mu Aku lah orang yang akan selalu memujamu Aku lah orang yang akan selalu mengintai mu..
*Chorus
Karna hanya dengan perasaan rinduku Yang dalam padamu, kupertahankan hidup Maka hanya dengan jejak-jejak hatimu Ada arti kutelusuri hidup ini
Selamanya hanya ku bisa memujamu... Selamanya hanya ku bisa merindukanmu...

Hidup memerlukan pengorbanan...

2005-07-29T16:29:00.000+08:00

Jadilah seperti burung, merasakan rezekinya di hujung sayap, jangan jadi seperti bayi yang merasakan rezekinya di hujung suap...

Antara Dua Kasih

2005-07-25T16:04:00.000+08:00

Whenever it comes to choose between two precious things in our life and decide what is the most important and valuable to have, make decision which road to take, we often mistakenly pick the the wrong one, as we might be deceived by its beauty or affection externally without realising the hidden motives inside. So think properly before you make any decision in any situation. Choosing the most cutest baby between both babies in the picture makes me want to cry..they are sooooo cute..! Nevermind , I will take both of them to be mine. What I want to say is actually, God's love is immortal, human's love will not long forever, so before you love somebody, love your God with all of your heart and soul....even though you love those babies sooooo much...........
Now just listen to this song, I like it, and try to evaluate the moral values.....

Antara Dua Kasih - Unic

Deru ombak pecah berderai
Mengulang pantai datang dan pergi
Begitu kasih insan diibaratkan
Bagai ombak merubah pantai
Tika kasih melestarikan sayang
Semuanya indah dipandang mata
Pabila rasa benci terbit di hati
Rasa kasih dan sayang pun menyisih
Tanda kasih yang abadi
Dalam senang jua dalam kesempitan

Kasih Ilahi tiada bersempadan
Tak memilih siapa tidak berakhir
Kekal selamanya
Di antara dua kasih
Di maqamnya yang berbeza
Mudah dijumpa namun
sukar untuk diperlihara
Lahir dari ketulusan jiwa bersuluhkan iman
Namun nafsu menodainya
Terkadang kasih kita sesama insan
Bisa mengundang keredhan
Tuhanjika insan menghargainya
Dan memuliakannya
Kasih sayang Allah kekal selamanya
Kasih manusia hanya sementara

Deru ombak pecah berderai
Mengulang pantai datang dan pergi
Begitu kasih insan diibaratkan
Bagai ombak merubah pantai

Sebuah Pertemuan-UNIC

2005-07-19T17:32:00.000+08:00

This song is dedicated to all people who have been my friends since i was a kid...and i am hoping to meet more friends in my journey, seeking for the meaning of life...i love this song very much coz it reminds me about something special...only God knows what....hehehe...

Ketika diri mencari sinar

secebis cahaya menerangi laluan

adakalanya langkahku tersasar

tersungkur di lembah kegelapan

Bagaikan terdengar bisikan rindu

mengalun kalimah menyapa keinsafan

kehadiranmu menyentuh kalbu

menyalakan obor pengharapan

Tikaku kealpaan

kau bisikkan

bicara keinsafan

kau beri kekuatan

tika aku diuji dengan dugaan

Saatku kehilangan keyakinan

kau nyalakan harapan

saatku meragukan

keampunan Tuhan

kau katakan

rahmatNya mengatasi segala

Menitis airmataku keharuan

kepada sebuah pertemuan

kehadiranmu mendamaikan

hati yang dahulu keresahan

Cinta yang semakin kesamaran

kau gilap cahaya kebahagiaan

tulus keikhlasan menjadi ikatan

dengan restu kasihMu oh Tuhan

Titisan airmata

menyubur cinta

dan rindu pun berbunga

mekar tidak pernah layu

damainya hati

yang dulu resah keliru

Cintaku takkan pudar

diuji dugaan

mengharum dalam harapan

mogakan kesampaian kepada Tuhan

lantaran diri hamba kerdil dan hina

Menitis airmata ku keharuan

kepada sebuah pertemuan

kehadiranmu mendamaikan

hati yang dahulu keresahan

Syukur sungguh di hati ini

dikurniakan teman sejati

menunjuk jalan dekatinya

tika diri dalam kebuntuan

Betapa aku menghargai

kejujuran yang kau beri

mengajarku mengenal erti

cinta hakiki yang abadi

Tiada yang menjadi impian

selain rahmat kasihMu Tuhan

yang terbias pada ketulusan

sekeping hati

seorang insan

bernama teman....UNIC

To be With You-Mr BIG

2005-07-19T16:03:00.000+08:00

Hold on little girl

Show me what he's done to you

Stand up little girl

A broken heart can't be that bad
* When it's through, it's through

Fate will twist the both of you

So come on baby come on over

Let me be the one to show you
** I'm the one who wants to be with you

Deep inside I hope you feel it too

Waited on a line of greens and blues

Just to be the next to be with you
Build up your confidence

So you can be on top for once

Wake up who cares about

Little boys that talk too much

I seen it all go down

Your game of love was all rained out

So come on baby, come on over

Let me be the one to hold you
[Repeat **]
Why be alone when we can be together baby

You can make my life worthwhile

And I can make you start to smile
[Repeat * , ** , **]
Just to be the next to be with you

Wild World-MR BIG

2005-07-19T01:36:00.000+08:00

La...la...la...la...la
Now that I’ve lost everything to you
You say you want to start something new
And it’s breaking my heart you’re leaving
Baby I’m grieving
And if you wanna leave take good care
Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
A lot of nice things turn bad out there
Oh baby, baby, it’s a wild world
It’s hard to get by just upon a smile(yeah...) oh baby,
it’s a wild world
I’ll always remember you like a child girl
You know I’ve seen a lot of
What the world can do
And it’s breaking my heart in two
Coz I never want to see you sad girl
Don’t be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
Just remember there’s
A lot of bad and beware
La...la...la...la...la...baby I love you.