16 Mei Hari Guru Malaysia

Haa, kalau itu pun tak tahu, parah nyah oi. Malah kalau ditanya budak hingusan yang masih menghisap lolipop, diorang pun boleh jawab yang 16 Mei tu Hari Guru. Jangan nak dikeparatkan sangat nak dibuat isu Hari Guru haram ke tak haram kat sini. Ai malas nak layan okay. Yu ol boleh berforum perdana jauh-jauh  *cakap gaya Datin Sally*

Alkisah maka tersebutlah kisah, Rabu haritu aku dengan takde plan apanya menonong je pergi ke SAS terchenta. Maklumlah, orang tengah sibuk exam. Selasa tu dah la ada paper Tipah oi. Can you believe it or not? Nasib baik la next paper Selasa depan. Gabungan mantap padu Accounting Paper 1 di sebelah pagi dan Economics Paper 2 di sebelah petangnya. Maka aku pun ambik la kesempatan yang ada untuk menziarahi sekolah yang takde la lama sangat dah tinggal tu kan  *baru hujung bulan 3 haritu pergi*

Sebab malas nak menyusah di kemudian hari, maka aku pergi dengan Dolah je. Sanggup kitorang naik LRT transit ERL kat KL Sentral. Kau bayangkan pergi balik lebih RM 25 habis duit tambang je  T.T  Punya la semangat aku nak pergi tu pukul 5 pagi dah terjaga dari tidur. Apa boleh buat kan. Hamek kau dalam ERL masing-masing dah mula tersengguk ala-ala budak tahfiz yang kat pondok tu. Nasib baik tak ramai orang time tu dapat jugak la duduk.

Sampai je sekolah pukul 9 lebih, kitorang yang dengan shaiton berbakul-bakul hinggap kat kelopak mata pergi surau dulu untuk melepaskan penat. Sejuk-sejukkan badan dulu. Punya la sedap berguling-guling kat karpet sampai la Kimi telefon cakap dia pun dah sampai. Fuhhh. Penantian yang berakhir. Sedap nak berangkat ke blok pentadbiran tiba-tiba pulak dapat message dari makhluk yang tidak dikenali nombor. Rupanya Acap la hai. Terkejut bukan kepalang. Ingatkan ada stalker mana dapat nombor *bajet retis kejap*  Kitorang pun ajak la dia mai sekali.

Sampai je bilik guru, misi melobi pun bermula. Penat ai tell yu nak melobi semua cikgu. Nak tak nak kena cuba jumpa semua jugak. Tak nak la ada hati yang terluka pulak nanti. Tak berkat ilmu nanti hoi. Dekat bilik guru bawah je sampai dekat dua jam kitorang jumpa cikgu-cikgu tanya khabar, wish hari guru bagai walaupun tak dapat nak bawak buah tangan. Ampun banyak-banyak ye cikgu-cikgu. Kami datang pun tak plan sangat. Main terjah je. Hihihi

Habis bilik guru bawah, Mozack pulak tiba-tiba cakap nak refill tenaga dulu. Maka dengan muka yang segan bertembokkan konkrit berketebalan dua meter, kitorang pun pergi je la join cikgu-cikgu yang ajak makan kat foyer bilik guru atas. Masa tu pun sempat bersembang sakan lagi tau Tipah. Macam-macam ragam cikgu-cikgu yang mengajor kitorang ni. Celoteh tak payah cakap. Patut la sampai sekarang masih boleh survive mengajar kat tempat tu. Masing-masing dah rasa macam keluarga besar. Ramah mesranya tak perlu kot aku nak describe. Masing-masing sila faham.

Habis je makan, baru la kitorang tahu yang haritu cikgu-cikgu semua boleh balik awal. Adoi. Tup tup bilik guru atas tu dah lengang masing-masing kejar urusan lain. Adeh. Sempat jumpa berapa orang cikgu je yang bilik guru atas. Menyesal pulak tak tahan dulu nafsu makan tu   \(ToT)/

Kimi yang datang dengan Mozack pun cabut balik Shah Alam sebab exam sudah dekat. Orang buat professional paper la kata. Hebat gitu. Maka aku, Dolah dengan Acap pun kononnya nak tengok wayang lepas sembahyang Zohor. Orang Texas nak belanja kata. Hehe. Sayangnya semua cerita lambat sangat, paling awal pukul 3.30. Maka kami pun bersarang la kejap kat McD Alamanda sekadar untuk melepaskan perasaan mogok sebab takde wayang timing best. Pekena fries dengan jus oren je la yang mampu. Baru makan kot sebelum tu.

Ni la orang yang pergi Texas diam-diam. Balik Malaysia cuti semester pun tak gheti nak bagitau  -..-

Salah angle la bro  -..-

Sebenarnya takde la apa sangat yang best bagi aku pada 16 Mei haritu. Tapi dapat jumpa cikgu-cikgu (walaupun ramai tak sempat jumpa), wish Hari Guru secara face-to-face rasa puas sebab bukan selalu dapat jumpa cikgu. Teringat macam-macam kisah masa masing-masing sibuk pulun SPM dulu. Alkisah sebelum tu semua terbongkar jugak. Hahaha. Sempat bergosip lagi  *aku dan gosip memang sebati*

Al-the-very-conclusion, sayangilah orang yang tersayang. Kalau anda tidak menyayangi orang yang tersayang, masakan mereka akan jadi orang yang tersayang. K tak lawak.

Streams.

Sometimes I write for purposes. Sometimes I write just for the sake of writing. Nothing much. Excessive thoughts will spillover at times  (:

So it has been two months and a couple of weeks. Longing for someone can kill us from the inside. Slowly consuming our faiths, it inflicts more and more damage to the tiny heart well-kept under the rib cage. How irony that is. Protected from any kind of external harm yet easily crushed and broken into pieces from the inside.

Ah, miscommunication. Although human beings do communicate with each other every single day, often they mistake the essence of communication for granted nevertheless. Implicit messages are not as explicit as explicit messages are. Ethers of messages are lost in the streams of communication, thus sparkling misunderstanding between themselves. What a waste.

I am nobody to talk about it. In fact, I myself have a lot to know. Who am I to have a say?  (:

Defining Who?

It's amazing how fantastic the science of human behaviour is. Looking at the situation and how different group of people react towards it. It's cool. It's fascinating. Nothing compares to the excitement of getting the general conclusion of how most people under the bell-jar would react to some phenomenon.

That put aside, it's hard sometimes to be the observer. Being an observer means to space out and see the volatility as an outsider, not from someone who is inside the process itself, in order to not contaminate the raw data and the conclusion obtained. And to do this means only one thing; to lose some of your good networkings, your good friends.

Although it is not a must to lose them, I personally find it hard to not losing them. Observers are always been perceived of as peculiar objects, alien, that are rare from not joining the science of human behaviour. This may be ridiculous, but trust me, it is a norm that we as human beings perceive something rare as 'rare'. Rare as it sounds, it may not though.

some joke won't do any harm  :)

At times, we do find ourselves slipped away from the bell-jar but we need not to panic over it. Just stay cool and be who you are-although who you are may not seem appealing. Let appealing itself seems appealing to you.

Of Sweats, Pain and Tears

2nd semester has been very warm and welcoming to me. With only four hours of classes on Tuesday with a three-hour-long break in between, five hours of them on Wednesday in which three hours of them are of Financial Accounting, no classes on Friday at all, my timetable is indeed heavenly. Even though my Mondays and Thursdays are quite packed with seven hours and six hours of classes respectively, still I am very grateful for been given such timetable.

The early months of 2012 has indeed been hectic for me. Moods and emotions take turns consuming my time and I as a whole, in a way that no weak conscious mind could ever withstand. One time I am on the cloud nine, the next moment to be crumpled and ground into the humble dirty soil. One moment of glory, and woosh, all of them vanish and vapourise into the air, making thin lining in the air, as magic would.

Making new friends and keeping the relationships alive is sure a great feeling. Those residing in Casa Subang especially. Those circle of people whom nature I miss a lot. That atmosphere they live in, that circle of people they live within. They made my days and nights alive, as if I were reborn from the cocoon of boredom. It did feel awkward at the first time hanging out with newly made friends, as how it always does. Nevertheless, I found myself mingling around with them without any single kind of embarrassment, without any single thing to be insecure of. They made me feel home more than I ever  felt here in Sterling.

These two months also lies among of the annoying moment I ever had. Being the Event Director for this year's Malay Cultural Night, one could not simply tell how awful it has been for me working days and nights getting all of my work done. To come out with a great performance is not an easy task to be done. To outdo the very-high-indicator set out by our seniors and super seniors did nothing but adding to the existing pressure circulating within our beloved Event Department. Given the fact that our whole performance and script should never astray from what stated in the proposal written by the high committee, to provide a performance which suits the planned decorations for the hall, both of us the Event Directors had enough to be considered of.

It never aid us throughout the process with the bureaucracies and pre-judgemental people standing against us. The ongoing repetitive cycle of writing a story and got it rejected even before it was fully developed tore our spirit off. Not that perseverance was absence in our hearts, but the continuous and prolonged rejection without proper enlightenment of what was expected truly tarnished our previously high dedication towards the responsibilities. Writing a script might sound easy. But to write out a piece from a long time observation and deep understanding from what is happening in the atmosphere is totally not. Time was spent observing people, how they reacted upon stumbling into phenomenon, making hypothesis out of it, testing the hypothesis, writing out the outcomes, making the conclusions. That was not even processing the science of it into a piece of storyline depicting human sociology yet. All the sweats, pain and tears, sacrificed into writing a piece of story, rich in human science and lessons inside. All rejected without being analysed. All of it. The most painful thing to be swallowed out of the rejection, none of them had any experience in any kind theatrical performance. None yet being pre-judgemental. How does that sound?

Life is beautiful. It is and it should always be. Yes, there would be ups and downs. At times, it seems so appealing to just give up and let the mechanism of the wild life correct itself. Yes it seems very appealing to me. Now what say you?

Enlightening Life

Look to your right. Look to your left. Look all around you. Do you find someone whom you care for around? Do you?

Life is not only about achieving your dreams and make them come true, you see. There are more in life rather than just graduating from a university with a degree, get yourself employed with a high pay, retiring from your profession with a high pension, and decease into particles. No. Life is more than that.

Sometimes, as we were busy occupying ourselves with chasing our dreams, we tend to forget the meaning of life-to enjoy it. To live life as we go through a new day. A brand new day which we won't be able to claim for later. One sporting chance. You spare every second of it with happiness, you will be able to treasure it. You miss it, you lose it. Fair enough.

I spent most of my first semester in college mourning over the loss from leaving high school. I sure was missing the hectic and crazy atmosphere there. There was something in us that did not exist here in my college atmosphere. I wasted my first out of four semesters in college, wishing for the moon, which I shouldn't have done it. I left myself with no other option when there were other options.

The long semester break hit me hard with sudden reality. I have wasted half of a year not enjoying my life to the fullest. Now 2011 has been a memory. I haven't been fair to myself. I tortured myself from the inside. What a fool I am.

Life is not merely about the destination, it is more to what we have throughout the way. The two roads are of the same, only to have different atmosphere. Take the lead. Change the atmosphere to what you want it to be. Change possibilities.

Darkness does not exist. Darkness itself is the state of absence of light rays, consumed by the surrounding. It is up to us to let the light shine unto us. To let the light cast a shadow underneath us. It is up to us to colourify our lives. Who would not love beautiful colourful life?  :)

A best friend need not to be by our side 24/7 physically, knowing they are spiritually supporting and guiding us through all the time is more than enough.

BERDASARKAN PENGALAMAN SEBENAR : TIPS SKOR A+

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The Friend

Many times in our lives, we were dropped, crumpled and ground into the dirt by the decisions that we make and circumstances that come our way until we feel as though we are worthless. Nevertheless, no matter what happened or what will happen, you are still priceless to those who love you. The worth of our lives lies not in what we do or whom we know; but by who we are. You are special in your very own way-never forget that.

Needless to say, everyone needs a friend; a partner to live life through. Denial won't change this fact. Nor approval would. Come to think of it, I have wasted many of my brain cells making philosophical phrases that do nothing but swell my brain more and more. I guess the need to stop is convincing enough already. Or perhaps reduce it to minimal activity.

The past five months I have wasted away in quest to search who I really am being a college student. All the visions and goals I had before had somehow vanished. To say I was blinded is much appropriate. Blinded by the fantasy of living the life of leisure that I could see my real self not.

My sight have been blurred by my own imaginations and wild fantasies. Everything I saw was for the short period of time. From the causes to even the smallest consequences. I do feel cheated now that I have regained consciousness. What a way to lose my rationale.

I am glad that I have a very unique circle of friends. Though I am not keeping in touch with them that often, I am more than happy to having meeting them. Every time I am in my lowest, there will be someone to knock my head off and push me into the reality. Constantly being knocked by them, I appreciate the fact that they do care. Friends do care. What a bless  :)