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mid year sonata 2

actually, aku sgt tak paham kenapa budak2 lspj tak dibenarkan ke toilet ms exam.
aku sgt serius ni...aku mmg tak paham..

fyi, boys cant hold their urge to pee because of some reason.( the urinary tract things..)

and fyi once again..lspj is a boy school. boys are full of energy, they play so hard..they like running here and there--they drenched with sweats(euww~). then
they drink a lot when they tired..plus the weathers' quite hot n sunny.
they drink, drink and drink till the bladder couldn't take it anymore..
that SMALL BUSINESS which they really need to do.

so, masalah skarang..aku sendiri tak sanggup nak kata 'TAK BOLEH' bila diorg mtk ke toilet. mmg sadis...tgk muka berkerut2 tahan nak kencing. sampaikan ada satu tahap tu, budak K ni tak tahan sgt2.sampai terkepit2...
aku takut nnt ade kes budak form 2 kencing lam kelas pulak nnt, so aku keluar tgk kiri kanan...tgk PK ada ke tak..

then aku tny,

" betul ni?? urgent??"
--> betulllll~~suara dah terketar2. urgent teacher..ur--gent~~~
"ok, go now, quickly!"


he off like a superman in action. haha.

i feel like a saint that moment for letting a human being do the 'thing' hehe~~

but thats not for long.
she came. demmit!!


"why you let the boy go to the toilet?"
--> i let only one boy. he cant hold it anymore la.
" how do you know theres only him in the toilet..there might be boys from the other class..then how do know they will not talk to each other??"
--> shit!! i can see clearly the toilet from here... (obviously, aku ckp dlm hati je)

aku diam buat muka tak bersalah.

"next time dont do this"
--> ok.

** kalo takut sgt budak2 tu meniru..letak la pak gad sorg kat toilet tu. habis cerita! gila apa nak tahan2 kencing?! kena batu karang baru tau.

***takde maknanya nak halang pegi toilet atas sbb takut dorg discuss. kalo aku bg tgk kertas soklan sehari awal pun, belum tentu dapat jwb esok harinya...hmm...

mid year sonata

cerita 1:

psstt...pssttt...ce! ce!

--> hmm..yeah?

kiri, pssuauk88d**8njwhKLLk))00222@@GYjbw ?? (it doesn't sound clear to me)

-->what?? i asked again

kiri....LEFT or RIGHT? smirking..

--> WHAT????? omaigudnessss!! i'm not goin to tell u. find out urself!!

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well....he did begging me.. i didn't fall for the eye of innocence, cute lil face wit jongang teeth of him..till his frens can't take it anymore..

LEFT LA STUPID!!
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i didn't say that~~~

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p/s: dedicated to you, kaycha. just wait for another.. adios! :p

get the hell out of here pls?? -- thats another me saying all the bad words

yeahhh..i'm out of my mind

do i really need this, now?
do i?
do i???

scratch here and there...

go here and there...

stand and sit...

drink then eat...

sleep then up....

what is goin on??

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another me : oh me, plz stop all the nonsense .

me: oh, ok.

another me : good girl.....
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suddenly, i feel like to read a novel.yeah! a novel. i hv to do sumthing. i m goin to get it tomorrow or day after.
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i've been soo sensitive due to the lagging and all kind of buffering!! shoooshhhh..i need to finish the seasons. i'm dying to finish it all.
I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want TO!!!!!
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I'M SCREWED BIG TIME
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what exactly does that means??
why they use screw? why they relate screw and a mistake? why screw? why not hammer?? well..yeah..hammer doesn't sound good.."I'M HAMMERED BIG TIME!!" whaddetoooot~~
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hari besar anak bujang

31st may.

one of my best friends get married..byezura




........................................mlm akad nikah..................



nothing much can i say, we really had fun dat day..
feel happy for her and hafiz.



...............................hari kenduri..aka sanding.......................



dayah, kchah, shila, aimi and me ...we're hvg fun together..in the homestay we stayed for one nite.
nothing can beat the fun and happy moments with old good frens..
we chatted like there s no tomorrow..haha
shila n me sharing our stories bout the school..
dayah and kchah telling us bout their bossy boss..
aimi with her new life, new job and her planning....

well...overall, we had a blast!!!



................................makan time!!!..................................



......................................cheeky frens.............................



..........................like dis photo.(dyah, aku tau hg senyum senget tatkala bc ini)
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fed up!!!

manner.
manner..

oh, bercakap pasal manner @ tatasusila @ adap sopan santun...
sejak kebelkangan ni, terlalu byk manusia yg x ada manner. bersepah!

cukup lah kat sekolah dgn budak2 generasi X yg mmg kurang manner.
nak panggil cikgu, mcm panggil kuli!
hishh, aku xtau la ape nak jd budak2 zaman sekarang.

'cikgu! sini jap!'
'sini ahhh'

aku confuse. adakah ini mmg cara budak lelaki berkomunikasi?
atau mmg diorg ni xde adab?

aku mmg akan laser je blk.."apa?? kamu pggil sape ni?? member?? ke kuli kamu?"

time tu br la budak2 sedar diri skit.. huh..satu lg, skang ni perkataan MAAF susaaaaaaaah sgt nak dgr. SORRY, lebih byk terdengar kat telinga ni. bg aku la, SORRY tu jauh sgt maknanya dgn MAAF. bila sebut pun dah tau tahap keikhlasan tu..lahir betul2 dr hati or tak.

td ptg, mcm biasa la..bila dah ade kat rumah, scr otometik pekerjaan aku dah berubah dr seorg cegi kpd sorg drebar.
mak nak ke situ sini..aku la penghantarnya..
kitrg pegi cr brg utk meja beradap kenduri, sikit2 brg utk mak nak jahit baju..
dulu, aku lebih suka buat muke keras..muka xde perasaan bila pegi memana pun.( fyi, muka xde perasaan aku = muka masam mencuka @ sombong tahap gaban). apa nak buat, muka mmg dah mcm ni, dats why org cop aku sombong at 1st impression.
berbalik kpd topik. tp skang ni, aku mmg berusaha gigih maniskan muka setiap kali kat luar..spy nmpk lebih approachable..(xde niat lain , ok?)
masalah sekarang, salesgirl, cashier zaman sekarang ni suka berlagak mcm kedai/ shopping complex tu bapak diorg yg punya!!
korg cuba pegi masuk kedai dgn slipper, t-shirt xbranded...jeans bodo2.. aku gerenti diorg pndg korg sebelah mata je..
bila kita tny, jwb mcm nak tak nak je...sbb dia ingat kita sj2 tny, bukan nak beli.

helllloooooo, aku kalo xnak beli, aku xtanya, oke?
even aku xnak beli ms tu pun, aku ade niat nak beli lenkali.
tp selalunya aku takkan tny kalo aku xnak beli! bengong!!!

tp, mmg mcm tu la...mmg dah jd peel org skang, they still judge people on the appearance.
kalo korg mmg tokey besar, tak heran la nak belagak cam donald trump pun..
akak cashier, tolong....lah.tolong!!! jgn buat benda camtu..

aku penat.

monday

i'm at home..yea home, in sp of course.
well i m sorta blurred what to write whenever i m at home, lots of things other than blogging kinda much interesting to do.haha..
just started scrolling , searching and downloading goods rom coms and movies.. two weeks, thats a long long period a.k.a free time with NO yelling n screaming(except to my 3 cheeky monkeys in dis haus) haha

well, it means i m going to write, just about me, me and me...and also what i, i and i do during this holiday.

actually, got lotsa works to do, but... cz i know i will nvr do so i bring along just one task, and i really really hoping that i will able to finish all that.
marking a subjective paper is such a pain. it requires lotsa energy and qi..i have to balance my mental n physical stabilities beforehand..haha..its SENI paper i hv to finish marking. DRAWINGS.oh shit...i m bad at this.
most of the boys didnt do well in objective paper, means i hv to be more generous in giving out marks for the drawings..pn.uma said the minimum marks cud b 20/40. erm...dats a lot! we're giving free marks even their drawings sooooo bad and it aint cute at all.. chantek??? jauh skali. huh... u mix their drawings and a class of 5yrs old kiddies drawings, u'll nvr able to know which one belongs to the form one boys. get my point???
no?
just forget it....

just...just....

plz pray for me.
let me be a generous person.
dun ever make me disoriented after looking one yuglyy drawing.plisssss..
do pray for me.:)

aloha!
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