Wohooo!
It is the time of the year when it suddenly is difficult to breathe. It is the time of the year when this puny brain is mashed like my favourite mash potate. It is the time of the year when regrets seem to have no value at all. It is the time of the year when any thing can go wrong at any unexpected point of time. Yup! This is the time.
I just came back from delivering a two-hour talk on instructional technology and PowerPoint techniques. An IT guru heh? Nope. Just sharing what Pak Aziz, Dr Tunku and Dr Kamal taught me in-class. Can't help mentioning their names in my talk. Really appreciate them for the knowledge they have shared with me. Erk... had to mentioned Prof Yed too on how he manages a three-hour class without using any technology yet the three hours passes like only half an hour. Amazing huh?
Oh ya! Who were my audience? They are Statisticians in Jabatan Perangkaan Malaysia, Putrajaya. Though I drove only a small busuk VIVA, as a trainer for those trainers, the honorable speaker has a special parking space infront of the main entrance under a huge wide shady ceiling. Perghhh... A VIP treatment indeed! Hahaha... this I really like but the vadee for tea... hmmm... I delivered the same topic like last year's using the same PowerPoint slides. Hahaha... Too busy with assignments and I don't have ample time to improve the slides. Anyway, I added many others like something on Applets and YouTube. Yeah right! Most of them haven't heard about YouTube. They are yet to become adopters or just plain laggards?
Done with this session. Lega. Tomorrow, I have a presentation for Dr Sidek's class. It is our revision day ok! But, we have to have a class because Cikgu is a busy man and we have postponed many classes. To put the terrible presentation aside, it is actually good to get together and do some last minute revision together as a class. Thurs, should complete all the markings for my APIUM students. Friday, should submit Dr Tunku's review and mid-term, hopefully. Then on the 8th and 9th... the final exam days. In a row. Dang! Term paper to be submitted on the 9th too. Then Dr Tunku's proposal. Then the translations. Then the God-knows-what...
Now, tell me. What is the right way to inhale and exhale air into my lungs?
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Reality vs Fantasy
Too much of sleep.
Now, it seems difficult to differentiate.
Between the real and the unreal.
The experience is surreal to a certain extent.
Wake up! Smell the coffee!
Now, it seems difficult to differentiate.
Between the real and the unreal.
The experience is surreal to a certain extent.
Wake up! Smell the coffee!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
ajuk ah cannih...
ajuk ah cannih...
sejak hari Khamis
ajuk ah cannih...
sudah tua barangkali
ajuk ah cannih...
ingin mendapatkan perhatian?
ajuk ah cannih...
dah tak sayang o lagi
ajuk ah cannih...
hek eleh berapa lama nak majuk daaa
ajuk ah cannih... ajuk ah cannih... ajuk ah cannih...
nak ajuk jugak!!!!
lalalalalala...
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
balderdash!
THERE
ARE
THINGS
THAT
SHOULD
REMAIN
UNSAID
Let them be inside...
Let them be between Him and me...
Just
Let them be...
The pains are all mine!
Mine only!
Monday, March 09, 2009
of another...
received another death news today... of someone who was young and dear to me in a uniquely special way... a brother... a partner on my way to lumut when i was miserably alone... yup, during those days in penang... may his soul be blessed by Him... al-fatihah..
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My life was not so hectic previous weekdays. However, towards the end of the week, it was when my life became merry and obviously my health was at stake.
I went back to Melaka on Friday with Dila right after lunch at bamboo. Dila got her permission to take a half day off. She deserved it with the frequent hardworking and over zealous work habits on Saturday and sometimes on Sunday too. After that long hours of driving (due to the rain and the muching of donuts) we arrived home at around 5 pm. A rainy day in Jasin too. Dila was "paksarela" to fill in the KPLI and DPLI forms. Thus, it was the main purpose of going home to certify her cert copies. I had the intention to go to Melaka Raya and make a new pair of glasses. Too bad, my pocket didn't permit it and was too shy to ask from ayah or makcik. Talking about ego huh...
We planned to be back to KL the next day. Yet, after the morning rendevzous in Masjid Tanah, we felt very tired and changed the plan. In addition, we overheard that ayah wanted to celebrate Bayeed's birthday at Medan Bakar Terapung that Saturday night. We obviously didn't want to miss it... hahaha... Plus another factor, Angah called and told us that the whole family would spend the night on Cameron Highlands. This was an impromptu plan. Wow! Best gilos adingdong the anak kangkungs. So we see no point of getting back to KL early. Even Hes told us not to worry so much about the reunion party. Yup, we then bought our time and saviour it... hehehe...
Yup! We had a scrumptious early dinner. I ate like 3 packs of nasi lemak. No pics. I'm afraid that someone in Bangalore would be so jealous and then would cry endlessly to immediately return back to Malaysia... hahahah...
After the doses of those sugar and cholestrol laden food, we got flat just when we reached home. We planned to drive out of Melaka at 5 am but we didn't, as usual. Ayah caught us up at 3.30 am and scolded us to go back to sleep. That was the reason of why 5 am was not carried out as planned.
Sunday, 10.30 am (after a detour to Dila's school and Taman Melawati) we arrived at Hes'. I was shaken by hunger and immediately devoured the nasi lemak that Dila bought. The reunion party or gathering was awesome. Imagine of last seeing your friends like the last was in 1992. Great! Only eight could make it and they brought their family together. Me too. I brought Dila to help Hes in the kitchen... hahaha... Updates, gossips and memories were exchanged. Looking back at them, I am truly grateful to be able to hug them again after all those years. These are the people who were there when I was in my lowest and in my utmost self during those school days. These are the people who have helped me to be what I am now. The ones who have accompanied me throughout my teen years. The crucial years of identity and character shaping. I owed them alot. The unrepaid debt. Only able to pray for their good and blessed life with their beloved ones (",)
Erk... got a bit melancholic up there... hehehe... Anyway, after the over consumption of those delectables, today, most of hours are spent on this ugly bed. Haven't touch any of the assignments, especially the one due on Wednesday, Pak Aziz's instructional objectives. Bad huh?
Tomorrow, will have to meet a bloodsucking vampire in Hospital Ampang. It should be very early in the morning because I am fasting now up till tomorrow. Surely by 7 am, I'll feel jittery, hungry and angry if not fed. Then, am going to accompany Cik Bedah to KLCC. She really wants to be engrossed with the paintings at Petronas Gallery. Erk... I would rather sleep at home actually... hahaha... Yeah! There goes that heavy asses again! Muahahah...
Okie tokie, am trying to force my self to think and complete, at least, the due-soon-Pak Aziz's assignment. My eyes are getting sleepy again. I think there's something wrong with my sleeping nerves. Seriously.
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My life was not so hectic previous weekdays. However, towards the end of the week, it was when my life became merry and obviously my health was at stake.
I went back to Melaka on Friday with Dila right after lunch at bamboo. Dila got her permission to take a half day off. She deserved it with the frequent hardworking and over zealous work habits on Saturday and sometimes on Sunday too. After that long hours of driving (due to the rain and the muching of donuts) we arrived home at around 5 pm. A rainy day in Jasin too. Dila was "paksarela" to fill in the KPLI and DPLI forms. Thus, it was the main purpose of going home to certify her cert copies. I had the intention to go to Melaka Raya and make a new pair of glasses. Too bad, my pocket didn't permit it and was too shy to ask from ayah or makcik. Talking about ego huh...
We planned to be back to KL the next day. Yet, after the morning rendevzous in Masjid Tanah, we felt very tired and changed the plan. In addition, we overheard that ayah wanted to celebrate Bayeed's birthday at Medan Bakar Terapung that Saturday night. We obviously didn't want to miss it... hahaha... Plus another factor, Angah called and told us that the whole family would spend the night on Cameron Highlands. This was an impromptu plan. Wow! Best gilos adingdong the anak kangkungs. So we see no point of getting back to KL early. Even Hes told us not to worry so much about the reunion party. Yup, we then bought our time and saviour it... hehehe...
Yup! We had a scrumptious early dinner. I ate like 3 packs of nasi lemak. No pics. I'm afraid that someone in Bangalore would be so jealous and then would cry endlessly to immediately return back to Malaysia... hahahah...
After the doses of those sugar and cholestrol laden food, we got flat just when we reached home. We planned to drive out of Melaka at 5 am but we didn't, as usual. Ayah caught us up at 3.30 am and scolded us to go back to sleep. That was the reason of why 5 am was not carried out as planned.
Sunday, 10.30 am (after a detour to Dila's school and Taman Melawati) we arrived at Hes'. I was shaken by hunger and immediately devoured the nasi lemak that Dila bought. The reunion party or gathering was awesome. Imagine of last seeing your friends like the last was in 1992. Great! Only eight could make it and they brought their family together. Me too. I brought Dila to help Hes in the kitchen... hahaha... Updates, gossips and memories were exchanged. Looking back at them, I am truly grateful to be able to hug them again after all those years. These are the people who were there when I was in my lowest and in my utmost self during those school days. These are the people who have helped me to be what I am now. The ones who have accompanied me throughout my teen years. The crucial years of identity and character shaping. I owed them alot. The unrepaid debt. Only able to pray for their good and blessed life with their beloved ones (",)
Erk... got a bit melancholic up there... hehehe... Anyway, after the over consumption of those delectables, today, most of hours are spent on this ugly bed. Haven't touch any of the assignments, especially the one due on Wednesday, Pak Aziz's instructional objectives. Bad huh?
Tomorrow, will have to meet a bloodsucking vampire in Hospital Ampang. It should be very early in the morning because I am fasting now up till tomorrow. Surely by 7 am, I'll feel jittery, hungry and angry if not fed. Then, am going to accompany Cik Bedah to KLCC. She really wants to be engrossed with the paintings at Petronas Gallery. Erk... I would rather sleep at home actually... hahaha... Yeah! There goes that heavy asses again! Muahahah...
Okie tokie, am trying to force my self to think and complete, at least, the due-soon-Pak Aziz's assignment. My eyes are getting sleepy again. I think there's something wrong with my sleeping nerves. Seriously.
Monday, March 02, 2009
On Emancipation?
Before pouring my thoughts on the subject matter of emancipation, I just want to release my anger here.
Dang biatch! Harap muka aje macam cantik, tapi pengotor nak mamps... Bodoh! Tak berhati perut punya manusia! *@#$#*%@#!*@%**&!
Sekian. Terima kasih.
My flow of thoughts are so disturbed. Not in the mood anymore. I have to emancipate myself from this cruel unthoughtful yucky situation. Will resume later. What a mood spoiler!!!
Dang biatch! Harap muka aje macam cantik, tapi pengotor nak mamps... Bodoh! Tak berhati perut punya manusia! *@#$#*%@#!*@%**&!
Sekian. Terima kasih.
My flow of thoughts are so disturbed. Not in the mood anymore. I have to emancipate myself from this cruel unthoughtful yucky situation. Will resume later. What a mood spoiler!!!
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