diam.

aku mahu sendiri.
aku mahukan ketenangan.

indah.

truth about friendship.

Jangan sempitkan minda dengan menilai persahabatan melalui jumlah atau kekerapan kamu bertemu, wahai rakan-rakan sekalian.

*taken from faris mansor's blog.

dont u think that this is so true?

end of qut.

acapella performance+teddy bear giving ceremony by qut+makan+lepak2
=
happiness

to my 'sisters' at klang.

When your down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.
You just call out my name,
And you know whereever I am
I'll come running, oh yeah baby
To see you again.
Winter, spring , summer, or fall,
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a freind.
If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
And soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, Spring, summer or fall
All you got to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well they'll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.
You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Oh babe, don't you know that,
Winter Spring summer or fall,
Hey now, all you've got to do is call.
Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.
You've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
You've got a friend.

my birthday.

Syarifah Baby

May you rest in peace, Syarifah Baby.
You have bring joy to our lives and real meaning of family to us.
You will be missed by the family of Abd Khalib.

Abd Khalib Syed Abd Hamid
Kamsina Haron
Sharifah Muhaymin Abd Khalib
Syarifah Nazurah Abd Khalib
Syed Abd Faris Abd Khalib

and all extended families and friends.

THE SWIMMING INSTRUCTOR

Presenter : klpac
Director : Christopher Ling
Artistic Director : Joe Hasham OAM
Executive Producer : Dato' Faridah Merican
Featuring : Niki Cheong, Davina Goh & Michael Chen

SYNOPSIS:

This December, klpac will be presenting a sizzling poolside drama The Swimming Instructor. Written by the multi-award winning Singaporean writer Desmond Sim, the play has been staged thrice successfully in Singapore, playing to full houses. Desmond also co-wrote the acclaimed film Beautiful Boxer and The Wedding Game starring Fann Wong.

Get ready to dive into a hilarious and poignant tale about the undercurrents of love, lust and loss as experienced by a down-to-earth swimming instructor, a vivacious rich girl and a go-getting advertising executive.

Guan is a no-nonsense swimming instructor who teaches kids swimming at public pools. Unbeknownst to him, he has become an object of affection (and desire!) Will Guan's admirers discover what's lurking beneath his seemingly calm surface?

looking forward to watch dis when i gt back to malaysia next month.
wee~

the nature vs human

gibran once asked

'Why does Man destroy that which nature builds?'

and i added

'because they thought they own the world.
they thought wrong.
the nature wil haunt them down.
one day.
the day wil come.'

the true story of butterfish

Curtis is no longer a rock star. His dad is dead, his wife has left him, he's purchased a house in Kenmore online and his advertising executive gay brother is giving him lectures on family values. With his chart-topping band, Butterfish, Curtis Holland lived the clichéd rock star dream, residing in Route 66 motels, travelling in custom-built buses and getting married between a sound-check and a gig in Nevada.

When Annaliese Winter walks down Curtis Holland's front path, he's ill-prepared for a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl who sings like a lark and is a confounding cocktail of adult and child. So when Curtis receives an invitation to dinner from Annaliese's mother, Kate, he is surprised when he not only accepts but after an evening of burnt casserole and home truths he finds himself being drawn to this remarkably unremarkable family. However when forever young Derek flies in from LA and visits the burbs, a roadcase full of resentments float to the surface.

Filled with acute observation, humour and tenderness, Butterfish is Nick Earls at his very best.

i went to see this play last week on thursday.
it was ok.
but it let me thinks,
there is more to life than fame.

randomness

here i am, smiling

Amin Farid

There I went acknowledging the new president and forgot about congratulating the former president for her hard work. I am an advocator of women's rights and it warms my heart to know that the leader who had effectively led the student body to va...rious successes within the past academic year is a lady. And one hell of a talented lady she is. I don't usually compliment others, but for you Ms Syarifah Nazurah, I am all praise. :) I believe you have done so much in the past year to have garnered the utmost respect from your fellow peers and not forgetting me :) So I congratulate you for having a completed a successful year and I wish you all the best in your future endeavours. There's lots more to do out there. A leader has vision. I hope you have envisioned for a brighter and better future. Insya-allah. Continue to shine :)

the princhesters

eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen,
and i wash the finger clean,
fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen,
at the sink, near the canteen,
nineteen and then twenty,
there goes my fish, 'Siti',
now, i want a new pet,
then, i call it Sani, the cat.


i wrote it for one of my assignments, creating few tasks for a unit of work based on the Malaysian English Year 2 Textbook. Sing it with the tune of this nursery rhyme :

One two three for five
Once i caught a fish alive
Six seven eight nine ten
Then i let it go again
Why did you let it go
Because it bit my finger so
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on my right

Kudos to all my homies, the princhesters.
wana create a group like the Wiggles, someday?

duniaku, syurgaku.

' aku harap kau faham.
aku tak terima dia sebab aku sendiri atau kesian,
tp sebab aku nak
dan aku rasa kitrg boleh usaha untuk perbaiki
dan dia sayang aku sangat sampai sekarang.
Jangan marah sebab kau tahu kau penting bagi aku.
aku tahu kau akan faham sebab kau sayang dekat aku
dan kau nak yang terbaik untuk aku. :)'

pergilah sayang.

"Mana janjimu yang kau lafazkan dulu
Hidup dan matimu bersamaku"

beautiful mourning

Fuck you all!

My redemption is knowing
This will be over
My aggression, I fear I’ve lost control

Who is this man I stare?
Mirror reflects a stranger
Fist shatters the despair
Awake the pain to anger

[Chorus:]
How do I close thine eyes of murder?
How do I close thine eyes of murder?
Staring into me?

My obsession is dying, sinking me deeper
My depression, this world has disavowed

Razor at wrist I seethe
The flesh is peeled apart now
Gone is my faded dream
Failure, I welcome in thou

[Chorus]

This lifetime with sorrow,
God let the angels die
This is our last goodbye,
In love and death we cry
Our last goodbye

[Solo: Flynn]

No, no, no, no

Spit in the face of loss
Coward, my own self-hatred
No more I bear this cross
Struggle, and rise from the dead

This lifetime with sorrow,
God let the angels die
This is our last goodbye,
In love and death we cry
Our last goodbye

beautiful mourning, by Machine Head

that was it.

yesterday,
queensland masca raya,
will be the last time
im cooking for lotsa people in queensland.

im tired but im happy.

2 years, cooking for queenslanders.

;P



that was it.

sendiri.

nak dengan family+kawan2 baik.

itu sahaja.

of bola sepak and baju kurung cotton

was super tired these few days n coming days. kelmarin, went to watch an indoor soccer tournament at west end for qut students. my juniors, playing. ended up playing too, as the goalkeeper. was the only female goalkeeper n it kinda attracts people. they were cheering as i gt to save sum balls from the goal. its been few years i didnt play soccer, n because i was playing for selangor before, i gt so excited. hehhe.

n yesterday was the asean game festival. lotsa good food, great people, beautiful entertainment n sunny weather. was there for the malaysian booth as i was one of the committee members for the event. i actually made batu seremban for that and we actually prepared the stage for performances. it was fun to see people from different countries mixed and gt to know each other.n the most indah part, i was wearing my cotton baju kurung. always wondering y did i lately loves to wear baju kurung. it jus indah.

black eyed peas concert tomorrow.

going to masak for queensland raya celebration this saturday . nasi minyak, sate, rendang daging n ayam masak merah n all for 500 people. lotsa work.

zaiful . me . nijam

trying.

"Don't worry about failure. Worry about the chances you miss when you don't even try."

how if, kita menyesal sbb kita try?

:(

bosan.
nak balik malaysia.

the slaves

" fan on, fan on stupids. You fan but the fire that consumes you"

of hari raya celebration

super tired but extremely happy.

yesterday open house was a huge success. more than 100 people came.

the food was superb .

nasi minyak
nasi hujan panas
nasi impit
pulut
sate
kuah kacang
rendang daging
ayam masa merah
masa lodeh
begedel
laksa johor+laksa kedah
choc cake
butter cake
rainbow pudding
pineapple tart
almond london
cornflakes
semperit

good food, good company.

note: thanks to all the people who came to the princhester's open house. u guys rock!!!

n the light has gone.

this is my 100th post.

im writing about my grandfather who passed away last night.

i still remember he used to send us , me and lilyn, my cousin to the kindergaten , with bicycle, because its pretty near to our house. n we will stop at the car parts factory to pluck this one red flower.

he loves to give us money, me n my sister, since both of us are pretty close to him and we are doing well in studies.

i used to always cut his hair when i was still in malaysia. he always believe that i can cut his hair better than anyone else.

i always cooked for him. mee goreng mamak. his favourite. n telur dadar. n nescafe. until now, whenever i see nescafe, i will call them, 'nescafe atuk'.

i still remember when everyone is angry with him saying that it is just a waste of time to help my housing area recycling, me n my family was the one who were always there behind his back, believing that anything that helps him feel happy, make us happy too.

but the light has gone.
he is gone.
in a sudden.
without any illness, without anything.
just like dat.

i was looking back into the pictures that my family and i took together. none of them actually gt my picture with him. last month, i remember telling myself to take pictures with all my family members, just me, and each one of them when i gt back to malaysia end of this year. but, i think its too late. i curse myself for not doing that before.

ppl, go n take pictures with ur loved ones. because they come n go, but pictures, last forever.



al-fatihah to my atuk.
haron bin ghazali.
may your soul be blessed by Allah.

of writing poetry.

.... is tired of ppl putting random words in grammatical order and calling it a poem. we can't all be plath or cummings, you know.

i gt that from a fren's facebook status when i was in the library doing my assignment just now. all the way back home, i kept thinking of that. is that true or it is jus sum1's opinion?

i do agree to a certain extent, where not everyone can write poetry and if u think u r a poet just because u think that it is grammatically correct and it is shorter than a paragraph of essay, then, u r wrong. it takes more than that to write poetry. u need to master the language and its beauty. different choices in words and expression. which will give u an extra meaning to ur work and of course , the beauty of the language.

however, poetry is subjective. it can be in the form of anything that u want. u r the writer n u write what u wana write and how u wana write it. its ur interpretation towards whatever u r writing. n mostly people poetry to let out the emotions within them. and its like u r writing a story about something, or maybe thoughts. we cant judge them because poetry is art. art is again, subjective. like what people think beauty is, beauty is on the eyes of the beholder. that same goes with poetry.

even when u wana read poetry, its totally not like reading comics, or even stories. its different.

'when ink on a page becomes true passion'
brisbane writers festival.
9-13 sept 2009

a bright day ahead.

u know, i dun like to marah2 people like last few days. i normally tend to ignore those kinda stuff because i know it is just a waste of time, but, when im angry, maksudnya, it really bothers me.

but, i wana stop dat thing from bugging me. its ramadhan for God sake. i only wish that karma will get to her. like wat nisah said, what goes around, comes around.

this morning, i started my day with bismillah. after subuh prayer, i recite the quran. i started the day today with a smile.

i hope it will keep that way until any bisaness comes again.

a picture taken last raya.

kebisaan yang melampau.

we live in a bisa world.

yes, i know.

it is so bisa until to the extent yang bila kita tolong orang, kita yang kena. yes, thats what happened to me. i dun even want to help, but when i tolong, i yang kena.

am i a cnn? if im helping a fren whos is desperately crying that time and i even being nice to her saying " whatever u do, do it for urself. wish u all the best" n u called me being a cnn, then, go fuck urself.

i dun even care whats gona happen between u n him because thats ur problem. not mine, but, for god sake, he was crying. n i helped what i can n i dun go over what i shouldnt. i didnt force u to accept him. i respect ur decision. u mind ur own business, i mind my own business.

n what i wrote in facebook is general. if accidentally kena at ur situation, then, its not my fucking business. siapa makan cili terasalah pedasnya. if i intended to write the message to u, i would have write ur name because im so not afraid of telling people what i really believe in. n its my opinion. i have all the rights to do so and if u look back at the situation, its u who r the bitch. not me.

my mum once told me and i remember it until today.
" kalau kita buat salah, buat cara macam kita yang salah. jangan pusingkan keadaan macam orang lain juga bersalah"

dunia ni karma.
kau jangan ingat kau boleh hidup senang bila kau buat macam tu kat aku.
tunggu balasan aku.
tunggu karma tu datang dekat kau.
aku doakan.
sampai mati.

note: kalau aku jumpa kau depan muka aku, kau ready jerlah. pecah muka kau nanti.

full moon.

a picture that i took last night, behind my backyard.

indah.

teaching materials.

tuhan.

ya Allah,

please take his life,
for it brings happiness to humankind.

syarifah

Your name says that you are mostly:

Inspiring but melodramatic

Your name also says you are:

Passionate but flighty
Thoughtful but slow
Artistic but extreme.

spirit of adventure.

just came back from watching UP 3D by Pixar. one of the finest animated movie i ever watched. i laughed, i cried and i enjoyed every moments of it. very strong storyline where it can make you want to see more whats going to happen. super indah love story made in that movie. i wish i have a husband like dat. seriously.

however, there are a few stuff that i think they should put more attention to . the character charles muntz who is supposed to be a lot older than mr fredrickson, looks as much younger as mr fredrickson himself. n russel guardian/parents? dun tell me they didnt look for him.

overall, it was a good movie to watch. both kids and adults. u wont regret it. plus, its a 3D. the picture is superly ( i know there is no such word as superly, but for me, it means super100) beautiful.




its good when u have sum1 to share the adventure of life together.

i am a stranger.

i am a stranger in this world.

i am a poet.
i write in verse life's prose, and in prose life's verse.
thus i am a stranger, and will remain a stranger.
until death snatches me away and carries me to my homeland.

' so? '

i jus duno why dat word is so 'angker' for me. i jus dun like it. whenever people said 'so' to me, i feel that the world suddenly stopped. its like, 'jadi, ko nak apa?' dat kinda feelings. i know especially when i dun have anyone now, as in im single, i tend to be more sensitive about being alone n feeling dat i only get myself to pour out everything. well, of course , u gt ur frens, family n all, but it is jus not the same. im not saying that i dun like to be alone or single. its good to be one right now n enjoying it.

im single, alive n cooking !

but when people said that word to me,
it just got me stopped n think.
hmm,
'maybe if i gt sum1 that i can rely on,
he wouldnt say those things to me. '

n people talk about commitment towards other people, like bf. im not sure whether i am afraid of commitment, or im tired of it, but im loving my life without it. maybe im just afraid that all my effort to give the commitment will be wasted like what happened before or maybe i jus dun want to give any right now. maybe later, or maybe when i found sum1 that i believe its not gone be wasted at.

u know, when u really want sumting,
there must be a way to get it.
it jus u, yang tak nak,
then the thing takkan berlaku.

current obsession

yes, he is hot.

first admire him in a malay drama series 'Idaman' in 1998. and later, he is very popular, acted beside chow yuen fat and julie andrews in 'the king and I'. Also, in various theatre productions, both malay and english, especially jit murad's 'spilt gravy on rice' in 2001 and in 2007, 'p.ramlee the musical'. in 2006, he came out with his first malay jazz album, called 'semalam'. i used the 'semalam' song in my merdeka theatre as the main soundtrack. (credit to nijam).



he is hot, can act and most importantly, can sing Jazz.

;P

: (

" janganla sedih. kalau sedih, nanti syefah pun sedih"

of cursing and ramadhan

"fuck.."

"kan bagus kalau bulan ramadhan ni kita tukar cara cursing kita"


ups. hehe.


salam ramadhan semua.

kekasih semalam review.

52nd Merdeka

Semalam hanya semalam. Kenangan memanggil-manggil...

We had a wonderful Merdeka Celebration in Queensland last Saturday night at Roundhouse Theatre, QUT Kelvin Grove. The kids performed a very sentimental theatre called Kekasih Semalam (Last night's lover, but they say it's called old love). The above song (Semalam by Sean Ghazi) was the main soundtrack accompanied the acting.

I had a very quiet and good time watching the play. Some laughter slipped through in between. It was colored with so much of emotions. The scripts were catchy and funny whereas the scenes were rather plain and straightforward. Very similar to Yasmin Ahmad's pieces.

Rama was the crowd's favourite for his exceptionally opportunist (by coincidence) character and he is one hell of a lucky bloke. Siew Long (Nijam) as usual, always caught the attention of the crowd by his charming and mysteriously funny body movements and gestures. Cempaka (Emilia) was naturally superb. This is my first time seeing Emilia on stage with lead role and she had really made her way to the top. The whole casts were really good including Hasan the scriptwriter, the Singaporean choreographer (he danced like a swan) and most importantly, Sharifah the director of the theatre who was strong willed and made the theatre so alive.

It is even better than the Samoan's theatre I attended not very long ago. The I like to lick your susu, that was what the Samoan lady said...

I am proud to be a Malaysian, always have.

*taken from noor sahara alishar's facebook page.

Alas.

Once, there was a girl who was a dreamer, wanting to have her own theatre production overseas. She really worked hard for it. Smile, cried, laugh. it is not easy to direct a theatre when people dont understand why u wana do that. plus, she had to go through a series of challenges. she heard people said " buat apa nak susahkan diri buat benda2 macam tu. carik masalah sendiri". but she never listens. that is what she wants. after all, that is for her country independence celebration. she feels that she have to do something with it. and gathering everyone together for the independence purpose, that will be superbly satisfying. she gathered all her people, worked for it for one and a half month. it is not easy, but she managed to be strong and go for what she really wants.

last saturday, her dream came true. it was the staging of her theatre production - "kekasih semalam". it went well. great she must say. cant imagine how happy and excited she was. she received bouquets of flowers, and an award from the Malaysian Student Department for her leadership.

it is just like how she always mention - "kalau nak, mesti ada cara". that was the case. she really go for it and never gave up.

it was her, her assistant director and choreographer from singapore.

thanks to everyone especially her QUT Mysa crew for making it real for her. it means a whole lot to her. cant describe how happy, but she is. until today.

dedicated to her all-time-inspiration, our late yasmin ahmad.
May Allah bless you.


and the dreamer's face was uplifted and her eyes were overflowing with light.

mama's birthday!

happy birthday , mama.
love u so much.
May Allah bless u and all of us.
:)

the forerunner

Then life uttered us
and we came down the years
throbbing with memories of yesterday
and with longing for tomorrow,
for yesterday was death conquered
and tomorrow was birth pursued.

:)

i am much better now.

i really am.

janji aku.

aku bangun hari ini.bertekad.semalam takkan sama seperti hari - hari yang mendatang.kerana semalam itu perit sakitnya.kalau kau rasa apa yang ku rasa.pasti kau tahu sakitnya. melainkan kau sendiri enggan memahaminya.

aku tak mengerti mengapa ada manusia seperti kau.cukup tak berhati perut.mungkin kau juga rasa aku yang bersalah.makanya, mengapa tidak kau katakan?.berbincang,pasti ada jalan penyelesaiannya.seperti yang selalu aku katakan "kalau nak pasti ada cara".perlukah aku yang memulakan?sekiranya itu,mungkin kau perlu berikan lambang kejantanan kau pada aku.

kau bercakap mengenai ego. kau tahukah maksudnya?. kau rasa kau sudah cukup memahami pabila kau mahu mengajarnya kepada yang lain? mungkin kau terlupa, semua manusia tidak sempurna.mungkin kau pula yang perlu diajar tentangnya.

kau jangan ingat yang bila aku katakan aku suka pada kau, aku sanggup dihina asalkan kau berikan cinta kau itu. kalau inilah rasanya cinta, maka, aku tak mahukannya lagi. lebih baik sendiri. sekurang-kurangnya aku tahu, diri aku masih di atas, tak seperti kau.

aku ingat, kau berbeza dari mereka. tapi, aku salah. kau sama sahaja seperti manusia-manusia lain yang kau sendiri cerca.

bila kau lakukan sebegitu padaku, jangan ingat kau boleh hidup senang.
tunggu balasan aku.
aku doakan.
sampai hujung hidup aku.

her engagement.

Salam Kaklong.Congrats on ur engagement. Super happy for you and very sorry cant attend the ceremony. All the best to u and abg aizat. May Allah bless ur love. Send my love to the whole family. My prayers and love will always be with you. Love, Kakngah. Brisbane, Australia

kekasih semalam.

Suri, moden dan merasakan kemerdekaan itu hanya pada nama.

Mengapa perlu riuhkan sangat pasal kemerdekaan ini?
Ini bukan zaman aku.
Zaman aku semuanya dah ada.

Cempaka, si gadis yang merasa tersepit diantara cinta dan adat istiadat bangsa sendiri.
Jatuh cinta, tapi, bukan pada jejaka pilihan keluarga.
Lebih padah, kekasih hatinya, berlainan bangsa.

Mendulang harapan cinta yang terhalang.
Berdosakah aku menjalin cinta berlainan cara?


Seow Long, pemuda Cina yang merasakan pedihnya cinta apabila perpaduan menjadi halangan.
Sanggup merentas lautan tapi, tidak sanggup melanggar adat masyarakat demi cinta.

Datangnya aku bukan untuk melukai mu,
apatah lagi menodai kesucian adatmu.

Tiga insan. Satu cerita.Satu cinta.

of kebisaan kaki n hati.

i had a minor surgery for my knee last monday n it hurts so bad.
but, that cant really describe how i feel inside me.
worse.

if i have to go through all this shit just because i was being honest,
then,
im asking whether honesty is the best policy.

current obsession

from zuhur prayer to asar

:)

evangeline

currently reading evangeline by longfellow.
henry wadsworth longfellow.
super duperly busy, but cant get my eyes n mind away from this book.

other than 'the broken wings' by kahlil gibran,
which that book depicts a story from a guy's perspective,
longfellow's evangeline is the best illustration of faithfulness
and the constancy of woman that I have ever read.

'Ships that pass in the night,
and speak each other in passing,
only a signal shown,
and a distant voice in the darkness;
So on the ocean of life,
we pass and speak one another,
only a look and a voice,
then darkness again and a silence.'

isnt it amazing when u can really feel
what they really mean by their writing?

indah.

terdiam.

' nak cakap apa?
ada hal penting ek?
sbb tunggu ***** call jugak ni.

2 yang tak dapat 2.

nanti merajuk plak.
sape yang susah.
***** jgk yang susah kan'

indah.

byron bay 2009

10 things on my head now.

1. need to work on the merdeka theater. going to clv today n meeting the production crew at 2. n if possible, ill be meeting adlil, the penjahat for 'kekasih semalam'.

2. happy with my result for the last sem. worked hard for it.

3. working on my painting that i named - alone. that is what i feel this few days when nobody is at home. putting everything on the canvas.

4. missing my family n frens at malaysia. just joined mgs klang batch 2004 at facebook and hopefully they are doing the gathering thingy on december because i will be back for good at that time.

5. gt new housemates, 3 german girl. 2 of them, have the same name - oga/holga (not really sure the spelling, but it sound like that). the name kinda disturbing . hehhe. because it sounds like ogre.

6. super happy with transformers n im still not sure whether megan fox is a transsexual. cant wait to watch ice age 3.

7.need to slow down on what i ate. its holiday n my family n frens were here. what do u expect. but seriously need to slow down a bit. hopefully. hehhehe.

8. bought a pc game - mission runaway. sucks like hell. cursed the person who invented it. planning to buy the movie game so that i didnt get bored during this holiday.

9. having lotsa fun with the new guitar hero band set. looking good for the new band - bursas. but i need to be very careful with the drum set because the new house mates is here already.

10. need to do the laundry tomorrow.

diam.

datang dan pergi.
kau berhenti disitu.
melihat dan dilihat.
aku yang disitu.

mungkin elok jika dahulu tiada.
agar sentosa hidup manusia.

miss them already.

movie world
winter 2009

wedding is sweet.

when he told me that he decided to get married, dat is super sweet.

different world, yet it is inspiring

teaching as a form of art

When I was asked to enroll for education after my high school, I was very upset. I love ‘the arts’ and I planned to pursue my studies in the artistic field. I was forced to, and I forced myself to love this course. However, after almost 4 years doing this, I realized that I am starting to love teaching. Surprisingly, I now believe that teaching is a form of art as both is subjective and inspiring. There is no specific right and wrong answer to both. For example, teachers can have various styles of teaching and still be highly effective. It is just like when I am painting. I have to plan what I want to draw, have a purpose – scenery, portrait or anything. Then, I will try various ways to paint on the canvas: watercolours, soft pastel or try the wet on wet method. While doing it, I stop and reflect on the process and continue until I manage to produce a painting that will communicate the story behind it and inspire people around me. Based on my readings and experiences both in Malaysia and Australia, my art work shares many similarities with teaching; a lesson plan is required before teaching as it will determine the flow of the lesson. Then, I have to identify the key concepts, objective of the lesson and ways of doing it. Next, is to do it. I will definitely try various ways to teach and manage the classroom from behaviour management to communication strategies. All the theories and methodologies will come very handy at this point. Realizing the importance of reflecting in my teaching practices, I will then reflect on my own teaching and evaluate my performances to ensure better teaching strategies in the future. This, of course, could be positive or negative, however, I will continue teaching as I believe a good teacher inspires and helps shape a better world. I have now started to love teaching. I learn incrementally everyday about teaching and how I can make myself a better teacher from the experiences gained from the discussion with people around me and school visits.

my life, my love n my soul.

one of them is coming tomorrow.
happy3.

merdeka theater

for the coming merdeka events, masqa Qld will be staging a merdeka theater n they picked me as the director. im ok with that since i have previous experiences in staging few theaters, being closely involved in it and being one of the biggest fan for malaysian theater movement either english for malay. im still on my way writing the script with hasan, while choosing and discussing the rest of the process with the main production crew. i know it will be very tiring and i can foresee huge amount of problems, not just getting the whole thing as one, but, in gather people who r interested to be involved in this project. with 6k aud from masqa, i hope this thing will be as planned.

it will be held on the 15th of august, starting at 6.30, at gardens point theater, at QUT gardens point, brisbane n hopefully to gather 318 audiences at one night.

anyone interested to be a part of it, do tell me. u r most welcome.

this is one of my wish list at australia, to be involved in one of the theater production.

excited.

tears.

i called my mum just now. she was telling me that my dad n her had a fight with my bro and how devastating her feelings now. she cried to me. i cant stand it and i cried with her on the phone.

i really wana go back home to be with my mum. i really do.

2 may 2009

2 for the 2nd year of our anniversary
3 for the welcoming of our third year
1 from the deepest depths of my heart

science lesson.

of tennis,qsc n duit hantaran

super busy week. very. starting from all the classes, acan's birthday, tennis season, qsc, selling food, closing bbq and also kaklong's merisik ceremony.

happy birthday to acan. 24th april.
congrats to zaim n k.a , they gt 3rd for tennis, n zul n arep, who gt 1st. :)
thanks for those ppl, supporting qut people, qut mysa (by buying the food), and also for the closing bbq.
congrats to my lovely sis. abg aizat finally came to my house for the merisik ceremony. very happy for her altho sad, dat i cant be there. they'll bertunang this august. sweet.


missing everyone at home currently. n him. hopefully things will be just fine until june. :)

aku.

" sedih sangat, sampai tak terasa apa2"

moon-bathing.

being single is not dat bad. well, after few years, not being one. hhehe. went for tennis yesterday , n me n my housemates, actually went swimming at the beach last nite. super cool. u r lying at the beach, facing the sky, thinking about urself n this world. this world has too many good things to offer, only we, never realize.

me n him r better, he started to call, asking for forgiveness, but i guess, i just wana be alone for now. sad, lonely, but im getting the hang of it.n hes coming this june, if things workout well between us, then, let it be, if not, then, what can i say. things happened for a reason.

single, and enjoying myself.

the best and the worst.

i went to jason mraz concert last night, and i broke up with my boyfriend this morning.

i guess God doesnt want things to be unbalance, ey ?

25th anniversary

happy 25th anniversary
abah+mama

kakngah sayang abah+mama.
sangat2.

joshua radin's winter

I should know who I am by now
I walk the record stand somehow
Thinkin' of winter
The name is the splinter inside me
While I wait

And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown
And I remember the truth
A warm December with you

But I don't have to make this mistake
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wake

The walk has all been cleared by now
Your voice is all I hear somehow
Calling out winter
Your voice is the splinter inside me
While I wait

And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown
And I remember the truth
A warm December with you
But I don't have to make this mistake
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wake

I could have lost myself
In rough blue waters in your eyes
And I miss you still

Oh I remember the sound
Of your November downtown
And I remember the truth
A warm December with you
But I don't have to make this mistake
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wake

my homies.

happy family :)