Teacher: one of the characteristics of frog is it lays....
Students: hahahahahaha. Lay lay lay
teacher: why? Whats so funny about laying eggs? Why are u laughing?
Students:(still laughing and saying lay lay lay)
then suddenly one of the students( one that shut still) said:
diorang ejek nama pakcik saya la teacher; leman nama pakcik sy.
Thats not the 1st time this incident happens.
Humming bird. Nama bapa saya hamin teacher.
Ya bada bedu. Nama atuk saya bedu teacher.
And the lists go on and on. Never ending story. Its like every single english word means another new target to tease.
Nama ayah, tokwan, pakcik. Semua kena. Takdak yg terlepas.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Sangat kecewa
Double dissappointments!
1st; i had to cancel my weekend planning going back to kedah.
2nd but the foremost; permohonan pertukaran anda ke kedah tidak diluluskan.
Sistem kita semakin kejam..
1st; i had to cancel my weekend planning going back to kedah.
2nd but the foremost; permohonan pertukaran anda ke kedah tidak diluluskan.
Sistem kita semakin kejam..
Friday, May 21, 2010
LingGo. Protin hidup.
Protin hidup.
Dia pernah lihat perkara semalam harini.
Perkara hari esok lusa.
Perkara yang tak mungkin akan terjadi semalam.
Pernah dia bertanya apa maksud perasaan kecewa.
Dia tak mengerti tapi cuba memahami.
Kerana kecewa baginya bukan perasaan tapi sebuah kehidupan.
Kegembiraan pernah cuba menyelak kuping telinganya.
Seperti angin pusar buih senja desir sunyi.
Seperti nyamuk gila darah. Puas. Dengki. Kurang.
Dia pernah rasa gembira.
Dia pernah rasa bahagia.
Muncul bila mana kenyang.
Hilang bersama kupukupu malam.
Dia tegar hidup tanpa rasa.
Kerana rasa itu bagai bayang siang memusuhi malam.
Teringat kisah dulu.
(Nyamuk tadi tak pernah bohong tentang niatnya.
Fumakilla, ridsect,shieldtox. Pernah ronggakan sistem ini.
Tapi sapa peduli. Dia cuma mahu itu.)
Dulu kalau ayah spray ridsect semua kena kluaq dok luaq rumah. Racun.
Dia pernah lihat perkara semalam harini.
Perkara hari esok lusa.
Perkara yang tak mungkin akan terjadi semalam.
Pernah dia bertanya apa maksud perasaan kecewa.
Dia tak mengerti tapi cuba memahami.
Kerana kecewa baginya bukan perasaan tapi sebuah kehidupan.
Kegembiraan pernah cuba menyelak kuping telinganya.
Seperti angin pusar buih senja desir sunyi.
Seperti nyamuk gila darah. Puas. Dengki. Kurang.
Dia pernah rasa gembira.
Dia pernah rasa bahagia.
Muncul bila mana kenyang.
Hilang bersama kupukupu malam.
Dia tegar hidup tanpa rasa.
Kerana rasa itu bagai bayang siang memusuhi malam.
Teringat kisah dulu.
(Nyamuk tadi tak pernah bohong tentang niatnya.
Fumakilla, ridsect,shieldtox. Pernah ronggakan sistem ini.
Tapi sapa peduli. Dia cuma mahu itu.)
Dulu kalau ayah spray ridsect semua kena kluaq dok luaq rumah. Racun.
PassionS in life.
Do i live life to the fullest? I always create millions excuses that hinder myself to live life.
How do u put the sky as your limit? When theres always cloud lures your way.
Maybe i need fantasy.
Or just a pillow.
I just dont care. Never i say.
Smiles put meTothe top of the edge.
Forgotten pretty well how to shed tears.
Merciless sometimes peuperised me.
Psychopath did somehow made my day.
Garbage collectors. I just couldnt thank you much.
Janitors. Bad of roses every Day.
To all the subject, you and me.
All she needs is just time forherself. Though she should have all of it, she never feels them.
Away from the soul sucker, the brett, the frugal, the nocuous. Everybody.
I just need you. Right here right like now! Would you?
Impossible is your excuse.
I could guess long ago when death do us apart.
Peace be with you and all of them.
Today is friday. Where all the good, bad and ugly things suppose to happen.
I just love myself my day.
How do u put the sky as your limit? When theres always cloud lures your way.
Maybe i need fantasy.
Or just a pillow.
I just dont care. Never i say.
Smiles put meTothe top of the edge.
Forgotten pretty well how to shed tears.
Merciless sometimes peuperised me.
Psychopath did somehow made my day.
Garbage collectors. I just couldnt thank you much.
Janitors. Bad of roses every Day.
To all the subject, you and me.
All she needs is just time forherself. Though she should have all of it, she never feels them.
Away from the soul sucker, the brett, the frugal, the nocuous. Everybody.
I just need you. Right here right like now! Would you?
Impossible is your excuse.
I could guess long ago when death do us apart.
Peace be with you and all of them.
Today is friday. Where all the good, bad and ugly things suppose to happen.
I just love myself my day.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
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