Moment That I Like (Part 2)

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I was away to KL yesterday until today. Although I have had to attend a course (LDP), it doesn’t stop me form going to Kuala Lumpur International Book Fair at PWTC. I told myself, its now or never, since I missed last year’s event and I will never know either I can make it next year or not.
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So, my journey to KL began at 2.30 p.m. The moment I sat on the chair, I felt asleep in no time. (Yes, my friends knew that I can sleep practically anywhere even during 15 minutes journey from fac to college. Aha~)
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When I reached Pudu, I met my sis to go to PWTC. We reached there and performed Asar prayer. Walking towards the fair, I passed by someone who looks familiar.
“Kakak, I think the guy who passed by just now is FT”
“Really?”
“I think so, but he looks so different”
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So we continue our journey and I started searching for books. First of all, I found books for my kids. And yes, after that I found books for myself.
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I was walking without aim when somebody from ITNM approached me to visit the booth.
“Come in kakak. (am I that old???) You can meet the writer. He’s over there”
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I was speechless when the guy whom passed by me just now is really Faisal Tehrani! For those who followed my blog will know that I really love his works.
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This is me and FT (huwa~~~ rendahnya saya!)

Signing the books (mine and Faiz's)
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Anyway FT, thanks for the chit chat (yes I commented on PPSMI to him! Look at his blog)
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Maybe I’ll smile from ears to ears tomorrow. Hehehe~~~
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After A Year (Cukup Haul)

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I never know how to start writing properly when it comes to this issue. It has been a year, since she left us. A lot of things happened, which she missed.
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Let me see…
After a month:
I finally finished my six years of study to be a teacher.
After 1 and a half month:
My sister engaged
Exactly 3 months:
I was posted to the school that I work at the moment
After 6 months:
I finally graduate
After 11 months:
My sister got married
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A week from today, my father will undergo an operation. Am I going to lose again? Pray for me…

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200!

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This is my 200th post. Yay!

Finally, after blogging since 2005 (officially 2006), I managed to reach the 200th post. Phew! Some will say how pathetic I am. But the fact is, I'm not that really into this blogging matter until recently.

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Since this is my 200th post, I would like to share some facts about me and my blog.
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Five facts about me
^_^ Currently I’m a teacher at one of government’s secondary school as an English teacher (but I teach PJK too!)
^_^ I was a TESL student from twinning programme between local university and teaching institute
^_^ I loooove high heels, but I’m not comfortable with wedges
^_^ I’m a die hard fan of ‘Pontianak harum Sundal Malam’ film. I’ve watched it more than five times! Wink!
^_^ I love literature so much and this could be one of the reasons why I stay put in TESL’s course
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Five facts about my blog
^_^ This blog originally entitled “What’s Drama?”. It was created as a part of requirement to complete the course that I took
^_^ This blog originally discuss about literature and my ever beloved lecturer, will see the progress of our writing through our blog
^_^ There are about 13 co-writers in this blog, but I decided to discontinue it since most of them are not active bloggers
^_^ Originally, this blog is written in English
^_^ Sometimes I’ll write in Bahasa as certain issues are easier to be discuss in Bahasa
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Wait for this blog’s anniversary on 29th of December…
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Nursery Rhymes (Part 2)

Aku nyanyi:
Potong baby angsa, masuk dalam kuali
Tolong emak kerja, emak senang hati

Yang sebenarnya:
Potong bebek angsa, masuk dalam kuali
Tolong emak kerja, emak senang hati

* Bebek (Jawa)= itik

Silly me. Hahaha...

Moment That I Like..

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Although it is almost a month ms tepung's wedding ceremony, only now we managed to see some of the pictures taken by the photographers.

See, it was me, crying non stop during my sister's solemnization. The guy in front of me was my father and the guy behind me was Encik-PakCik-Ustaz-Pengapit.

Owh ya, I love the photographers as they were efficient and creative. I would highly recommend them for those who are still searching for professional photographers for (almost) any ceremony (e.g. wedding, birthday, corporate, cukur jambul, etc.)

I'm waiting for Encik-PakCik-Ustaz-Pengapit's wedding. Tapi, bilanya Encik-PakCik-Ustaz-Pengapit nak kawin yek? Jangan marah ye Encik-PakCik-Pengapit-Ustaz...

When ‘Cik’ Turns to ‘Puan’ (Part 2)

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Hate this! The second time I was 'Puan'ized at my school. It is not a joke for me and I don't like it. Although I know that any civil servant will be called Puan even they are not married.

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Before... (early of this year)

After... (yesterday)

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I'm not ready to change my YSL status...

Nursery Rhymes

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Aku nyanyi:
Air pasang dalam surut pukul lima,
Nyonya bangun pagi siram pokok bunga,
Pokok bunga telur tanam tepi batas,
Itik bertelur, ayam menetas.
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Yang sebenarnya...
Air pasang dalam surut pukul lima,
Nyonya bangun pagi siram pokok bunga,
Pokok bunga melur tanam tepi batas,
Itik bertelur, ayam menetas.
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p/s: aku nyanyi salah ms aku kecik- kecik dulu. pastu mak aku pun tak penah betulkan apa yang kitaorang nyanyi. nampak comel kot bila nyanyi salah (or mak aku tegur tapi aku tak ikut???)

Respect

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Beberapa hari lepas, aku berbual dengan seorang kenalan. Dan kenalan ini bercerita tentang seorang kenalan lagi, yang bercerita tentang aku. (Paham tak? Kalau tak paham, buat- je paham. Sebab kalau kau angkat tangan cam dalam kelas sekalipun, aku bukan nampak)
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Orang tu kata:
“Saya respect dengan Ain. Dia tak malu. (part ni masa dengar rasa nak marah je. Sabar- sabar dengar ayat sampai habis). Anak dara muda, lawa lak tu (terima kasih puji saya!), tapi dia boleh selamba ‘ja bawa Datsun. Berapa ramai yang berani macam dia kat luar sana?”
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Oh, terima kasih kerana anda respect pada saya. Untuk pengetahuan anda, saya sangat sayangkan Datsun tersebut (sehingga saya selalu melibatkan diri dengan kemalangan- kemalangan kecil bersamanya!).
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Saya tidak lahir dalam dulang emas. Tidak sama sekali, malah, saya lahir di dalam rumah yang saya duduk sekarang di atas kerusi malas (kalau saya malas sekali- sekala, saya tau sebabnya!). Saya tahu peritnya hidup dan betapa susahnya untuk mendapatkan wang. Kerana itu sampai sekarang, saya melihat kereta sebagai punca rezeki. Faham maksud saya?
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Ok, biar saya terangkan. Ayah saya selalu berkata, “Ayah beli kereta bukan untuk suka- suka. Bukan untuk tayang kat orang lain, tapi kereta adalah penyebab datangnya rezeki. Kalau ayah tak ada kereta, macam mana ayah nak pergi kerja jauh- jauh?”
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Walauapapun, terima kasihlah kepada orang yang memuji saya. Saya pernah naik kereta anda, dan saya tahu anda memandu dengan cermat (bukan macam saya yang tak nampak tiang lampu kat depan rumah anda, dan saya langgar tiang tersebut sampai sengat! Aha! Kantoi!)

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“Bila Kita Boleh Jadi Bes*n?”

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Hari ini, aku di hantar dan di jemput oleh ayahku. Masa ayah aku tunggu aku turun dari blok, ayah aku berbual- bual dengan salah seorang kakitangan sekolah. Tatkala aku menghampiri kereta, aku terdengar perbualan yang mencurigakan. Ia di akhiri dengan ketawa besar.
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Sesampai saja aku ke kereta, kakitangan tersebut menegur aku.
“Ain, tadi saya dah tanya ayah awak.”
“Tanya apa?”
“Bila kita boleh jadi bes*n”
Ketawa besar aku. Ayah dan kakitangan tersebut juga tergelak besar.
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Ini kali kedua.
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Kepada kakitangan tersebut, saya kira anda sekadar bergurau. Sungguh, saya tak ambil pusing pasal perkara tersebut sekarang. Tapi kalau terjadi lagi sekali, mungkin saya kena mandi bunga. Haih!
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Alasan Untuk Melompat Lebih Tinggi

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Hari ini aku gembira. Rasanya aku senyum lebih dari dos yang di benarkan. Aku rasa aku cantik hari 'ni. Walaupun students selalu puji aku cantik (dan jawapan standard aku ialah "Saya memang cantik hari-hari takyah lah awak nak puji).

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Aku tulis di facebook, aku harap minggu ini aku tak moody lagi. Aku kasihankan anak- anakku. Bila aku moody, pastinya anak-anak aku kena dos berangin yang lebih. Betul pun, aku mulakan hari ini dengan kegembiraan. Sebelum aku ke sekolah, aku kejut abangku dan pesan, "kalau ada surat jangan lupa amik".

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Balik sekolah aku tanya abang aku, "ada surat tak?" "ada". Aku jenguk surat. "Yes!!!"

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Aku dah agak yang aku hajati akan sampai hari ini. Yang bakal menemani kesepianku. Ingin aku perkenalkan kepada semua, inilah PEREMPUAN SIMPANAN ku!

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Sapa kata orang perempuan tak boleh ada perempuan simpanan?

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Ini Bukan April Fool

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1 April. Aku tak masuk kelas yang aku pegang. Tapi sebagai guru kelas yang berdedikasi, aku dah pesan awal- awal pada ketua kelas supaya bagitau pada aku siapa yang tak datang. Macam biasa, Mawi (bukan nama sebenar) datang jumpa aku waktu rehat di koperasi.

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"Arini semua datang cikgu"

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Okes, senang kerja aku. Kan bagus kalu tiap- tiap hari kedatangan penuh. Sejuk hati aku tengok register.

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Habis rehat, aku masuk bilik guru dan tanda register. Dah siap semua, baru aku perasan. Hari ni 1 April, semua students aku datang. Biar betik Mawi! Budak ni April Fool kan aku ke?

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Hakikatnya, memang telah di takdirkan mereka semua nak datang sekolah hari tu...

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