salam aidilfitri

i'm taking this opportunity to wish SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI to all friends. i'm down to my knees apologizing for my mistakes, and I pray that all of us will enjoy a meaningful hari raya that will last forever in our heart, Insya Allah.

nk borak ngn sape ek..

aiyohhh. pimples here and there. can u see? kalu xnmpk pun sah2 sbb camera trick. actually resdung memburukkan lagi keadaan. alergi sepi. the last menu I ate was nasi kerabu (+budu+seafood+) has absolutely made my skin worse. I'm still searching for the right treatment or maybe pills but takut nk try. any suggestion? i need recomendation so that gamba 'sebelum' ni akan ada gamba 'selepas'. ala2 iklan lisa cosmetic or tia amelia or whatsoever. i wish a healthy skin, please....cam cikann ke..jelesnye......;)


well. went to KL last Wednesday to send my dear lil brother to KLIA. he left for chezh republic on Thursday 1255am (oh it was actually Friday) after spending 2months of summer holiday here at home. I told him not to miss me but now .. I kind of miss him. I should have feel good that I can conquer the remote control to watch any channel I like, I should be thankful that I can do my work without a lil brother kacau2 me around, no more yelling, no more buli2, but at the same time I should have also understand this feeling of missing this kind of someone when he's no more around for a long while. ingat lagi penat kejar adikku sorg nih keliling dlm umah gara2 dia melarikan nsetku untuk curi2 baca msg. huhu. well, this is just the same feeling when I first sent him to KLIA last year. days go on. i just have to pray for his happiness and success and waiting for him to come back again another year.

mm, tadi kat school kan, a few nurses datang tuk check budak2 dajah satu ni. i was on duty so i welcomed the team and brought them to a room. I checked the list of standard 1 pupils and everyone was there so I let the nurses carry on with their task at about 9.45am. so I continued my classes and teaching and teaching until 12 .30 pm and suddenly one of the kids told me about a missing boy. ohh xperasan plak. guess what. this boy named haziq semunyi bawah tangga blok depan sbb takut junpe nurse!!! padahal his mother is also a nurse. (but ya, i never see my father as a teacher. he was just only a father). tak sangka plak. budak haziq ni punya la ganaz dlm kelas tapi takut nurse smpi nangis2 bila teacher die ni cuba pujuk. finally we called his mother to come fetch him. haha. kids kids. alaaaa, dlu mase dajah satu pun saye nangis gak lagi2 kalu doktor gigi yang datang. terpaksalah cikgu or kawan2 yg lain panggil kakak saye tuk teman.

mm. what to cook petang ni ek. alah xyah pk la. my mother will do i know. haha. i just have to help her. cooking and i? we are not yet a best friend. but i hope we will be.


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...I wanna text aman la..


till then ya!

sorry but,

please hear me once again.

well, yes. I have something.
I try not to write this but I just ….


friends who have been to my place would notice the closest home of a neighbour located very next to my house. a home belongs to a very helpful couple of husband and wife whom we, especially mom do always count on.

It was 2.30am.
an ‘emergency’ call from the wife led mom, grandmom and sis to their house.

here’s the why.
2 hours before.
the husband wanted to take shower so the wife went to bed first without any expectation. thankfully (I mean it), the wife awakened at nearly 2 and found no husband by her side (u know how it likes?). with no delay, she looked for the husband and found his dead body lying on the bathroom floor (no no don’t want to know what it likes). In that circumstance, nobody could tell the exact time of death. It could be at any time between 12.30 to 2am.

12.30 to 2 am?
bathroom?

Abah! the occurrence is nearly the same. the difference is mom was there accompanying abah to the toilet (in our case) that mom finally could expect the unexpected and led abah lying on the kitchen floor so right before his death.

I was ok but,


I only felt the drops on my cheek an hour later. I wiped it away quick with the back of my hand before falling asleep again in front of the tv showing Tadarus Al-Quran.

So I think I learn that I don’t have to promise not to cry again. It’s just enough to know that I’m actually ok and will be ok.




Al-Fatihah for both..

better late?

too soon that i already have a favourite student; a little boy in year 3. cute? nope he's not. but he always makes me calm with his very own way of smiling, that i have to eventually say that word, cute. yes a cute smile, a smile that often blow my anger away.

kids oh kids. i keep looking back to my good old days at primary school. the pupils, myself, and mostly the teachers. the way they were; the patience and strong spirit.

cikgu seman, cikgu ramli, cikgu halim,

cikgu busra (math teacher yg sgt garang),

cikgu abd rahman (garang jgk),

sir suhaimi, cikgu rosuna, cikgu hussein,

cikgu ahmad the headmaster (he was very kind to me).

those are the best teachers i always remember. the commitment, the creativity, the patience. and now they are my inspiration. i feel happy for the undescribable way i feel today. and i hope it's never too late to realize.

naughty kids? it's ok. i was there too. those teachers were there too. and they made it through.




Selamat Berpuasa!!