Almost Practicum Almost
Almost finished with my practicum, trying to take in a deep breath and let out a huge sigh, but I can’t. Not with my lecturer planning to come everyday next week to observe me .. and friends…. I’m seriously gonna…
Kala Fajar Menyinsing
Kala bulan terpaku sayu di puncak rumbia, Kala aku termanggu sepi di ulit angin; Kala awan terpinggir lemah di tepi rimba, Kala aku geletar sejuk di hambat angin. Kala yang tinggal hanya desiran bayu, Kala yang pasti hanya bunyian segar;…
Breaking In The Teacher
I’ve started my practicum 3 weeks ago, and it all went by in a blur. It was all jumbled up. This and that to do. Getting accustomed to the routines here at school. Getting up early and going back home…
A month of old friends
It has been 2 weeks since I got back here in Cheras, and every week, I’ve been going out and meeting old friends. First it was namiaz and Hairy + Wife and Leer, then followed by Hanan and fiance, and…
Dazed But Not Yet Confused
A week has just passed by since I got back to KL, and there is simply too much input to tell it over here, meet with me and I might tell it over a cup of tea. Just kidding :p…
Why Are You Here?
Warning : If you are caught using my writing as a basis for your Pernyataan Hasrat, don’t blame me if you don’t get into the course. Get a valid reason or else drop the idea of being a teacher at…
New Host
Have just moved to a new host (mercumaya.net) as the old (exabytes) is going to be expired tomorrow. Was previously having problems with speed of the website, so I hope this time, the speed will be a lot better. The…
Three In A Row
The other day just a week ago, I did the craziest thing in my life. I slaved all night long to finish three assignments. Managed to get it finished just in the nick of time (finished at 7.15am with a…
My Tired Heart
The cloud billows, The sail unfurls, My heart is full, Full of sorrow. The bird chirps, The stream gurgles, My heart struggles, Struggling to work. The wind blows, The eagle careened, My heart is tired, Overworked and slow. The flowers…
If Virtues
If silence is gold. Why can we never hold, ourselves in silence, nor have the patience. If patience is virtue. Why don’t we have the virtue, to just stay in file, or just work till five. If honesty is the…