Talented Teacher

-‘Hello assalamualaikum ma…
- waalaikumsalam, hah kenape amy telefon pagi-pagi ni?
- erm saje je. Hmmm ma, hari ni, anak lelaki mama ni, akan menjadi seorang…
CIKGU!
- haha yelah tu, baik2 jaga anak orang tu, nangis kang susah pulak.
- don’t worry ma, the one u talking to right now is no one but your son!

Yeah I’m going to be a teacher, today! It is 14 Jun 2010. It is a long time ago since I left my secondary school. And now I am back to school but this time as a teacher. I’m excited and wonder know what
my school is.

Reached school, very punctual! What did you expected on your first day work? First impression ma.. I must show the good side of me. Hmm the school, not bad! The environment is totally difference with Sek.Men.Keb, S.R.J.K.C. Madrasah and so on… actually I feel like not in Malaysia. Everything is in English! What the hell man? Broken English yes I can, but to speak very fluent is a trouble for me.

The fees for the student is very expensive, for national student they have 2 semester in a year and each semester the fees is about RM7,000++ (if i'm not mistaken). For international students, one semester is RM11,000++ and they have 3 semester in a year. Here is the school for rich people and for your information the students is the daughter and sons of Dato’, Tan Sri, Doctor, Lawyer, Artist, millionaire, model and national athlete. Famous people such as Norish Karman, Dato’ Lee Chong Wei, Edry KRU, and even Perdana Menteri Dato’ Sri Najib Tun Razak ever sent his sons to study here.

I don’t know what challenge that I’m going to face in the school. Hopefully everything will be easy and run smoothly. Good Luck Hilmi Sensei!



The picture was taken on early morning in my first day as a great-teacher-to-be! GAMBATTE!

Don't Trust Girls

I went to a women's washroom! aaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

That’s not a screaming by me instead the girls that surprised to see me when she is enjoying peeing. Guess what I saw.... heheheee hahahaaaa... wahahahahahahaa!

Ok, for not going too far, let’s cut the crap, and start writing the main point. heee...

Malaysian University English test is a compulsory test that should be passes by a university's student who wants to graduate from their degree study. Demo (but), they should pass the requirement which is band 2 and above. There is until band 6 which is the best. If there is band 7, I must be striving to achieve it as 7 is a very nice number... so, I just take it not seriously. As long as I pass the minimum requirement, that is good enough for me. gaaaa is that a good reason to get such low mark?

The test will be held around secondary school at Shah Alam. So many schools take part such as sekolah menengah seksyen 17, sek. men seksyen 18, 19, 20 , 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27.... Student from UiTM will be separated based on the No. Pusat Peperiksaan that had been given to everyone.

Mine is at sek. men. seksyen 24 and I ask all my friends that taking MUET together whether they get the same place as me so we can go together. Someone told me that syarafina( super beautiful girl) get the same place as me.

Amy : mine is at seksyen 24, where is yours?

Syarafina : me too.

Amy : that good! Then, we can walk and hold hands together to go there. What do you think?

Syarafina : ah, I love it but, I’ve promise with natasha to go with her. How about you ask natasha and ask about this. Having two super beautiful girls besides you must be a thing you must not let it go right? I’m waiting for the good news... (Smile)

Amy : (what a sinful woman! the one that will be very proud is both of you! huh!) Natasha is your muet exam held at sek. men. seksyen 24? Same like me? If so, I am planning to go with you. Is that okay?

Natasha : erm! Okay!

The exam morning...

I never check the examination slip. I just follow them and do a little recall about the writing skills inside the car. I even not pay attention at the route that we through until we reach the school that we thought is the same pusat peperiksaan for us. And the time is come... it is 7.55a.m. another 5 minutes to start the exam. Everyone was asking to sit at the table that has the angka giliran masing-masing. I look for number 3012 and I found it.

I am about to put my butt on the chair and suddenly a girl approach me and she said "I’m sorry but this is my place. Give me your slip, let me check... ohh.. You are in the wrong place, here is not seksyen 24. You better hurry or you will miss the exam"

I am speechless, I lost my words! But I smile and then I leave the girl... I ask people there how to get to the seksyen 24 in a very fast way. Along the way, my head full of question. Why this happen to me? Why am I so careless? Where the misunderstood start? haaaahhhhh........

Maybe I should take the muet exam next year...

But that was too quick to give up. I reach seksyen 24 at 8.30 a.m. and I’ve only missed 30 minutes. I answer the entire question and I am very sure that I answered it all right! What a kacang goreng! haaahhh! BAND 6 HERE I COME!

That is not an over confident but optimal confident. hahahaa... even though I feel a little bit sad because of what happen to me, but the pengawas peperiksaan are so kind to lend me her pen because I don’t know where I misplace the pen. Reading test, writing test, listening test and speaking test went good. The other candidates also did well. Overall, I am happy for my MUET exam. Hmm.....

Ok, you can put the blame on me. Because I never check Syarafina's and Natasha’s examination slip. That was an obvious mistake I did. And I also did not take muet seriously that is why such stupid things happen to me...

Yeah maybe I am such a careless person but do you know why I didn't double check the examination slip to make sure that I’m not wrong? It is because.....

I trust my friends!

When Naruto meets Hinata

Naruto and a few others are walking down a street after their training with Kakashi, and they meet up with most, if not all, of their peers. Hinata saw Naruto and hid behind a fence, after which, Naruto approached her

Cute

Cuter

Cutest!!

Love Leg...

This is the story about my lovely leg. I love my leg, because without my leg, I can't do so many thing...

right after the accident. The wound is so cute and there's nothing to worry about a wound like this. I feel like a hero. ^_^


Day 2 - the wound become redness, swelling and deformity. its hard to walk at this time...



Day 3 - I went to Pusat Kesihatan. Doctor said "lambat lagi, bole kena potg kaki tu... infection ni bole sampai ke tulang..." nurse did the dressing softly, i feel comfort when she touch my leg. the nurse ask me to come everyday to do daily dressing... ookay...



Day 4 - daily dressing begin the first day... I am afraid with my own leg.. how about you?



Day 7 - after everyday did dressing, I learn the nurse skill. I do the dressing by my own..



but I did a mistake. u want to know what is it? my hand is not as soft as that nurse hands. I did not feel the same feeling when the nurse touch my leg..



u can see the redness at my left leg... the infection spread to other area...



2 weeks after - 3rd phase of healing process



finally all the kuping da tertanggal dgn sendrinya. But still feel pedih if terkena something. at this time, I started to play futsal again... with the uncomplete recovery, i felt down and there is an another injury... at my knee...



actually, I can get well earlier.. but a conflict happen... my roommate keep saying that i am "manja" "mi, kau ni manje, manje, manje, manje MANJEEE...!!"
then, I cant stand it anymore, I tried to fight and pretend that my leg is not in painful. I did everything just like normal, didn't care about my pain leg, and the consequences is, the wound become even worst. Its all because want to prove to my roommate that i'm not manje, i am a man. tapi aku yg menanggung mudaratnye... whatever, i don't really care about that actually...

anyway, Thanks to Allah because allow me to walk again...
Syukur Alhamdulillah...

drive your leg to tempat yang baik2, bukan tempat maksiat k...

Ingatlah orang yang tersayang...

Uncle Robert 's Son Injured In Motorbike Crash

By Clark Kent
clarkkent@thedailyplanet.co.uk

Shah Alam: 9 january, Mohammad Hilmi, the 6th child of Uncle Robert's kids, only injured his leg in a confirm die motorbike accident.

Hilmi,23, fly from his motorbike when he lost control of his black modenas kriss and crash into the hard surface of the road of Subang Jaya highway at around 10.10a.m. about a month ago.

City traffic police investigations and prosecution division head Sergeant Senin Bin Slase said the victim sustained severe leg injuries after he was thrown out of the vehicle in the crash. He said the road was wet as it had been raining for a few hours before the accident.

The Formula 1 expert said that Hilmi missed his pit stop to change the tyre before continue his journey and he is just unlucky. The tyre is the main factor of the accident but he should be more careful. "He's still alive and thats make me wondering, how he can survive in a terrible accident like that".

It is believed at least two motorbikes were slightly damaged in the accident as riders who were trailing Hilmi skidded while trying to avoid the crash. And unfortunately the rider who was trailing Hilmi is his friend, Fauzi. The witness say that Hilmi is carrying a man behind him and he is Hilmi's friend too, Alif.

"No one else was injured in the pile-up," said Sergeant Senin.

Hilmi was taken to Pusat Kesihatan UiTM for the treatment three days after the accident.

Liverpool, we love you!

When I was a kid, I watched EPL Highlight with my elder brother and sister. EPL Highlight show all the matches in the week and we create a game where we have to guess which team will win in every match. I'm still young and know nothing about football. My elder brother know which team is better and which team is weak. he always guess the right team win. And I always lost. The last game is about Manchester United against Liverpool. And i choose Liverpool. My brother just smile and confidently says that Liverpool will lost to Manchester United. Maybe he's right because his knowledge about football is much more better than me. And the result is.... I know that you already knew it but still you want me to say it right? hahahaha... Liverpool beat Manchester United! hahahahaha and since that, I never walk alone...

I love Michael Owen and Steven Gerrard. for your information, they are good buddies since they were in the academy of Liverpool. I still remember, when I was in form 2, I bought my first Liverpool Jersey. It was Yellow and blue in colour. It is away jersey actually. after that i go to barber shop and ask the barber to cut my hair like Michael Owen. hehee Die Hard Fans, I tell you! When Michael Owen go to Manchester United and wear no. 7 jersey, i have no choice.. that's my favourite player wearing my lucky number. Die die i have to have that jersey!

This is the picture of my jersey collection. Liverpool is sponsored by Carlsberg, so i dont have a chance to show my jersey to others, but yesterday, I've found the Liverpool Jersey without the Carlsberg on the chest. I am fanatic but when it comes about religion matter, I will think rationally.

This is the alarm clock. I buy this because I used to sleep with my handphone. Because I need it to wake me up in the morning. It is not good for your health because of the wave. So the Liverpool alarm clock is the best solution. Another merchandise from Liverpool Football Club here...

I want to add another Liverpool merchandise here... why im not add them at the first time I post this? It is not i just bought them, it is a gift from my girlfriend. I'm very surprise when she gave me that lovely ball and the neck strap. I received them in this month, so, now i want to share with everyone. hehheee.



at this time, i just came back from class, it is monday, corporate day where everyone need to wear formal. I really love this gift! u can see how much i love it... I love you rose...

Manisha Koirala's second cousin

At my workplace, there are Bangladeshi workers. Mostly they are from housekeeping department. Some of them can speak english and malay fluently. No wonder because they already stayed here for more than 3 years. And I know one of them name Zuhur. Because of the multilingual skills that he has, he become the supervisor to all the Bangladeshi workers. That is the advantage of mastering different language.

Whenever I saw him, I will ask "suda semayang?" " and he will always say yes even the truth is he's not done the prayer yet. One day I ask and this time, the answer is different from usual..
( sila baca dialog si bangla sambil geleng kepala)

Hilmi: suda semayang?

Zuhur: (sigh) susah la mau semayang, kita orang bangla, macam mana mau semayang?

Hilmi: kenapa?

Zuhur: kami kuli saja, boss tada bagi semayang punya. kalau semayang kena marah.

Hilmi: u punya boss tada semayang ka? dia mesti faham punya, u cakap baik2 sama dia la..

Zuhur: tadalah! ini boss susah punya mau cakap. bukan saya tak mau semayang... tapi, boss sendiri tada semayang. dia cakap kerja lagi penting. kalau semayang boss marah, kalau tak semayang Tuhan marah. itu saya tau, tapi sikarang aa, saya fikir, hari-hari saya tengok muka boss, saya maluu! kena marah saya malu. tapi aa, saya tidak tengok muka Tuhan, saya tak semayang pun, saya tidak malu. so, sikarang saya buat kerja saja, tak semayang. kalau tak kerja, baru saya semayang... apa boleh buat

hmmm now i know the heart feelings of bangladeshi. I never know when i ask the question about sembahyang to him. they want to pray but they cant. What a sad sad situation..

Zuhur: u kerja sama itu perempuan ka?

Hilmi: yang mana satu?

Zuhur: yang tinggi-tinggi itulah..

Hilmi: oo.. u suka dia eh...?

Zuhur: yalah, sukalah.. semua perempuan dalam ini hotel saya suka. saya suka berbual sama mereka.

Hilmi: Abis, mereka suka u tak? (gatal punya bangla!)

Zuhur: mestila tada suka sama saya. mana ada perempuan suka sama bangla? bangla hitam, tada sapa suka... kalau u lainla. u hensem, putih, mesti ramai girlfriend.

Hilmi: eh takde lah, pandai-pandai saja kau ni..haih... da semayang belum?

Zuhur: belum la!

Hilmi: hei sudahla, malas layan kau... okla okla..

Zuhur: eh u apa nama?

Hilmi: Asar, nama saya asar.

Zuhur: ceh (sambil angkat tangan)

*si bangla tu lupe, walaupun die tak tgk muka Tuhan, tapi tuhan sentiasa perhatikan dia..

ada orang TAK BOLEH smbhyg tp NAK sembhyg,
ada org BOLEH sembhyg tp TAK NAK sembhyg,
ade org bole sembhyg n die sembhyg.
ade orang kata dah tua nanti aku sembhyg la..


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