Another Another Another Winchester!!!

Is Nokia n97 MINI any good?? It’s smaller than n97 for sure. Haha. It’s not that I’m reeeaaalllly2 crazy about it, it’s just that my sis wants to sell the phone and she offers me good price. Plus, I’ve been using my SE phone for more than a year (Shhh… I actually cant use the same phone for over a year, so I’m quite amazed that now I’m still using my Pinky Winchester).
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Well, back to NK n97 Mini, my sis only used it for 2 months or maybe less than 2 months, I’m not sure. Here’s the story. My bro in law was given iPhone by some company as I dunno, souvenir maybe, and since he’s already have a BBerry, he gave the iPhone to my sis. My sis didn’t really know how to operate the thing, so she didn’t want it. They brought the iPhone to a handphone store, and they traded the phone with Nokia n97 mini and got RM400 cash back.
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And now, my sis wants a BBerry, so she wanted to sell the phone to me. Well, only if I wanted it. Since I’m doing some saving here for my becoming big day next year (I.Allah…. Plz pray for us.. ), I think I want to give it a try.
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What do you guys think?? Any other better suggestions??

 

Many Happy Returns Of The Day

Even though it is a bit late, I still wanna post a birthday entry for my SYG. I had already told some of you in Facebook how surprised he was when I was wishing his happy birthday. I asked him, ‘Tau tak apesal I called?’ And then he said, ‘Ha.. tu la I pelik. U insist nk call jugak. Kot2 la ade hal penting..’ I seriously thought he was playing game with me. Tau tpi buat2 tak tau.
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Then he asked, ‘U nk tanyer pasal keta ker?’ (before that I gave him the list of cars that I’ve been planning to buy, so we discussed a lil bit bout it since he knows stuff about cars). I said, ‘Eh, x la… Erm, iyer jugak.. Pasal keta. Tpi ade hal lain lagi…’ Time ni dah start pelik giler.. Die mang btol2 x ingt ke? We were playing ‘tarik tali’ for few minutes, until I was sure that he didn’t remember, I finally said, ‘Sok kan birthday you, I nk wish u birthday la…’ There was silence for few seconds before he asked, ‘Hari ni bape hb??’ And I said, ‘Dah kul 12 dah. Dah 31st la… Bukan birthday u ke?’ Malu gak kalo I was the one yang tersilap. Haha. Then he laughed. ‘Ya Allah b… I serious x ingt! Birthday i ek?? I x ingt langsung b.. bla bla bla’.
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After wishing him birthday and ber’sweeet2′ sekejap (haha!), I asked him again. ‘Eh yang, serious u x ingt langsung ke?’ And he answered, ‘Haah. U tau I dari tadi pikir psl game Madrid mlm ni jer. Tu je I ingt. I x ingt psl birthday I pon’. Yeah.. Well… I thought he was gonna say, ‘I ingt psl u jer.. X ingt birthday I pon..’ Rupernye ingt bola. But that’s okay. As long as x ingt pompuan lain. Hahhaha.
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Nways, I dunno when am I going to celebrate his birthday.. Hmm.. maybe we’ll celebrate his birthday and probably Valentine together at once?? I dunno. Haih… I wish we aren’t this far from each other..
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Err.. Mr.Gonzales is the one in blue, okay? Not that Aborigine uncle tu tau.. Haha

YANG, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!
I am wishing you another year,
Of laughter, joy and fun,
Good surprises, LOVE and happiness..
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I hope you know,
As your birthdays come and go,
How much you mean to me, more than you can know..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY
SWEET 24!
-i love you-

 

Don’t Calm That Storm

I tried to put up with you, I tried to ignore what everyone else said about you, I tried to be positive and convinced myself that I did NOT have any problems with you. I really did NOT. But then, you kept pushing your luck. Every time I said I was okay with you (usually I said this to people who don’t like you), there must be something that you did to make me angry. If it was only once or twice, maybe you didn’t realize it. But it happened many times. It was like, you wanted to test me, wanted to try my patience. They were all small things, but when you kept doing it, they became one big thing. How the hell am I supposed to ‘buat tatau’? Did you really want me to explode and be mad at you??? Did you want me to hate you?? Coz that was how I saw it.
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And please… Stop using that reverse psychology. Stop lowering yourself just to get sympathy. And for God sake, stop saying that I was the reason that you have been ignored! If only you knew how to be sensitive to other people, if only you knew how to consider my feelings before your actions, if only you knew how to NOT take advantage, you would not be ignored. You would still get the attention that you want and as far as I’m concern, I might be okay with it.
Even with you.
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Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate you, okay? It’s just that, certain things that you did/said, hurt my feelings.
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I’ve ignored this thing for quite some time actually. In fact, I have nothing against that person anymore. But recently, something happened that triggered this anger uncomfortable feeling in my heart that forced me to write this.

 

I’ve Been Thinking…

…to shut it down. Or at least, deactivate it for a while.. Reason? No particular good or solid reasons (Got one stupid reason though.. Haha.. It wont be mentioned. Someone will laugh at me and I will never hear the end of it).

Well well well, I’m not running from anything. I just wanna take a break for a while…

But people, I haven’t decided yet. Am still thinking about it.

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p/s -ain’t talkin bout my blog.

 

Well, That’s The School.. :-)

Hey there.. Yeah, I know. It’s been a while…. But what to do… I was busy with work. Esp now I’m still holding a title as new teacher, so just imagine the workload that has been given to me. But sekarang, almost hal2 penting sekolah dah setel. So, bleh rilek jap. I’m really looking forward to this weekend. Despite the busyness, I’m still grateful with my life here. Even though work sucks sometimes, but at least, this is my place, my hometown. So, whatever happens, I’m not alone. When I’m busy at night, mom will always help me ironing my clothes. Sometimes, she makes me late supper too. Toast and hot milo. Heaven! Owh, the greatest thing is, I dont have to worry about my laundry.
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I’m intending to write about my school today. School’s okay for me so far, apart from the workload. Even though sometimes I’m sooo stressed, but I’m learning new things. Well, I didnt know that my school is one of Top 4 in my district based on the UPSR result last year with overall percentage, 85.7%, if I’m not mistaken (mind you, my school is in kategori luar bandar, okay…?). So, it is quite a good school actually. There are 19 teachers including altogether, and 167 students including pre-school students. Yeah, it’s a small school. Less problem, but more work for teachers. Me myself, I hold more than 10 posts in the school. But the most important ones are, English Head Department and Pen.Setiausaha Kurikulum. I’m taking it very slowly right now and so far, no major problems.
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And I think now my bonding with the senior teachers at the school is just getting better everyday. I’m more comfortable now with almost everyone at the school. On my first day, I didnt really like the school. The reason is, EVERYONE (by everyone, i mean really EVERYONE!) AT THE SCHOOL KNOWS WHO MY DAD IS. ‘Owh.. Ni anak Ustaz Malik ye..?‘, ‘Ni anak Tok Sidang ni…’. ‘Eh, kamu anak Ustaz Malik ye? Anak Ketua Kampung?’, ‘La.. Anak Ustaz Malik rupenyer.. Bekas pengetua tu kan…’ Bla bla bla.. I smiled. Sometimes I rolled my eyes. I still remembered when I first met the headmaster, he asked my name. And I didn’t mention my dad’s name, I just mentioned my name and where I live, then he spontaneously said, ‘Anak Ustaz Malik ye..??‘ He said I looked like my dad, a bit. Huh! I thought I was after my mom! But the point is, I didn’t like it! I felt like being anak ustaz, I have to behave all the time. But hellooo… U guys know what I am really like right?? I’m nothing like ustazah or whatsoever. But that was few weeks ago. Now, I dont mind anymore. I guess I’m just used to it.
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One more. Also, on my first day at the school, the first person that I met was Cikgu Rosnah /Kak Ros. She’s my friend’s sister. The moment she saw me walking to the office, she was like, ‘Eh, Mimi!!’ And I was stunned for a sec! I forgot that now I’ll be working in my hometown, and everyone at my hometown calls me Mimi. So.. what?? No more Emy after this? But I guess, the name Emy will always be mine. Coz later at the school, I was informed that there is one English teacher in that school named, Puan Hasmimi. And they call her Kak Mimi/ Teacher Mimi. So, I can’t use the same name, can I? Stick with Teacher Emy, then. Hahaha.
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Okay! Let’s talk about other things. If there is a problem at the school, maybe dealing with the students is my problem. But that has always been my problem even when I was practicum in PJ, so nothing new. But hey, I think my naughty students today behaved so well. They participated, very enthusiastic to finish the work that I gave them, and to my surprise, they actually knew a lot! Well, a little bit of encouragement, that’s all they need. Did I mention, yesterday I hit my students at their back using the spine of the textbook? Yeah, I did that! I was soo mad, coz they were talking when I was explaining about their English test. Plus, I wasn’t really well yesterday. I had a headache. So when they behaved like that, they just asked for it. One of them was mad at me I think. But I use my psychology power to console him, asked him to help me bring my stuff to the staffroom, and asked him to think why did I hit him. He knew it was his fault. Then, I asked, ‘Sakit tak teacher pukul tadi?’ . He looked like he wanted to say something, but then he looked away and trying to hold his laugh. I quickly said, ‘Kalo sakit, teacher mintak maaf tau. Tpi ingt, awak pon salah jugak. Sbb awak main2‘. Then, he smiled… Haha. Settled!
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Overall, I kinda like the school. Even though sometimes I was soo pening with the GPK, but so are the other teachers. So, what do you do when you are in the same boat with your colleagues? You gossip about it. NOT about him, but about the things that make you pening. Then, laugh bout it. I’ve never known that the senior teachers at my school are funny.

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Well, speaking bout funny, there was this funny thing, yesterday. One of the senior teachers at the school, Kak Yah asked me something… erm.. funny. She said, ‘Ni ade orang nk tau.. Emy ni dah ade yang berpunye ke belom??’ I wanted to laugh. ‘Hm..?? Erm.. Dah ade dah kak..’. And she said, ‘Owh.. Dah ade ke..?? Takpela macam tu.. Akak ni nk menyampaikan hajat org je.. Ade orang bertanye..’. Huh??? Seriously, this is funny. ‘Sape yang tanyer?’. Kak Yah said, ‘Eh, takbleh la bgtau.. Emy dah bertunang ye?‘. ‘Haa..?? X la.. Belum lagi..’. ‘And to my surprise, she said, ‘Ha.. Kalo belum tunang, belum la berpunye maknenyer!‘. OMG! ‘Eh. Mang la blom bertunang, tpi dah x lame la ni.. Tgk la tahun depan ke…’. And then after that, berlaku la sessi interview.. They all asked me who my boyfriend is, blajar same2 ke… Bla bla bla… And I love that they know that now I’m with someone. So, no more ‘menyampaikan hajat’. Hahaha. Owh, I also love the fact that they know now, bakal menantu Ustaz Malik orang Johor. Hahahahhahahahhaha.
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I dunno what else to write.. This is all soo merepek sebenarnyer.. Hahah. K la.. Babai!

 

Crush Crush Crush

Crush Crush Crush by Paramore

I got a lot to say to you
Yeah, I got a lot to say
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me
Keeping them here
And it makes no sense at all

They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies

Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)

Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one-two of us, who’s counting on
That never happens
I guess I’m dreaming again
Let’s be more than this

If you want to play it like a game
Well, come on, come on, let’s play
Cause I’d rather waste my life pretending
Than have to forget you for one whole minute

They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies

Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)

Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one-two of us, who’s counting on
That never happens
I guess I’m dreaming again
Let’s be more than this now

Rock and roll, baby
Don’t you know that we’re all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, hey
Don’t you know, baby, we’re all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, hey
Don’t you know, baby, we’re all alone now?
Give me something to sing about

Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one-two of us, who’s counting on
That never happens
I guess I’m dreaming again
Let’s be more than
No, oh

Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one-two of us, who’s counting on
That never happens
I guess I’m dreaming again
Let’s be more than
More than this
Ohoh ohoh ohoh
Oooh…

Hayley’s voice rocks! Love the song, and I grow my love towards the band.

 

Like An Owl…

whoa! isn't this spooky???

School was hectic as usual. This meeting, that meeting, siapkan tu, siapkan ni… Bla bla bla.. I was physically and mentally exhausted. I went home, had lunch and then drove to Teluk Intan to settle few things there. Then, when I reached home, showered, spent almost one hour in the bathroom. When I got out, it was already Maghrib. I prayed, then lay down on the ’sejadah’, the next thing I knew, it was already 10pm. I reached my phone, texted Mr.Gonzales.. I was still mamai, and I think I continued sleeping for another half an hour.
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Feeling hungry, I got up and went to kitchen to eat my dinner that mom left on the meal table (special hot dog that she bought at the night market). I ate that while watching television. While texting Mr.Gonzales. He was ‘merajuk’. Cos we less communicated today. He was busy, so I was. When I was asleep just now, he was awake. Now, (after midnight) he is sleeping like normal people are and I am awake. WIDE awake. Like an owl…
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I cant sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Coz I slept too much. It’s almost 4 now, and I’m bored. I used to text him when whenever I couldn’t sleep. But I dont wanna do it now. He needs to wake up early tomorrow coz he has a meeting at school. Hm, I wanted to merajuk actually at the fact that now he is sedap tido and I’m terkulat2 here ke’boring’an.. But atas alasan ape? Bukan die saje2 nk tido, die mang kena bgn awal sok. Eish! X best btol biler nk merajuk tpi xder alasan yg kukuh ni.. Haha! Normal la kan jdi attention-seeker kat bf sndiri especially bile dah lame x jumper… (pst! cepatla chinese new year!!!).
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Ayah dh bangun.. He gave me weird look coz I’m still at the hall facing my laptop with my body wrapped in my blanket. He didn’t say anything tho. Almost subuh. I’m starting to feel a bit sleepy… But if tido now, subuh mesti liat nk bgn. Owh, xper. Suara ayah ade. Suara ayah bile kejut aku subuh mang scary.. Dulu kecik2 biler aku bgn subuh ngn perasaan terkejut (after kena jerkah sbb tanak bgn), mesti aku jalan gi bilik air hentak2 kaki. Pastu lame dok kat bilik air smpi dh nk kul 7 bru kua. Bukan aku tertido pon dalam bilik air tu, saje je tunjuk perasaan. Rebellious. Haha. Aku dulu2 mang suke wat perangai. Sampai skang gak kot. Bese la.. Attention-seeker ngn org2 tersayang kat keliling aku. Haha
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K,la! Aku dh start merapu. This means, I’m really getting soo sleepy now. Nk tido dah. Dah lebih kul 4 pon. Hua9. Babababai!

 

In The Middle Of Everything (Through My Window)

Yeah, really! I’m in the middle of everything right now (writing lesson plans, preparing teaching materials for tomorrow, watching tv, finishing my white coffee etc). But still, I wanted to goof around in Youtube.Com, and accidentally found this!
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Through My Window by Shila OIAM (TMnet)

Don’t want much, I just want everything
Thought that I could, do almost anything
One step in front of the other
Thought that I could do it alone

In the blink of an eye, it’s just another day
Telling me why, I’ll find another way
Got this feeling, got me reeling
I can almost start believing

Now there’s me and you
And we are not alone
You and me
We are together now
Through my window, I can see there’s
More than you and more than me
Me and you
And we are not alone
Different view
We are together now
Through my window, I can see
Our wildest dreams could be so real

I see a spark, it starts a fire
Is this the one worth waiting for?
Thought that I could do it without you
Can’t exist like this anymore

Now there’s me and you
And we are not alone
You and me
We are together now
Through my window, I can see there’s
More than you and more than me

Now there’s me and you, you and me
We are not alone and we are together
Through my window I can see
Our wildest dreams could be so real

Yeah, well. I dont really like Shila to be honest, but I love the video. And the song! It’s sooooo cool!
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K, back to work! Tomorrow, I’ve got 2 hours of teaching and then weeeeekkkeeennnddd!!! CANT WAIT!
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p/s – I’ll tell u guys later bout my school and the first day of me being a real teacher!

 

Hello

Hello by Lionel Richie

I’ve been alone with you
Inside my mind
And in my dreams I’ve kissed your lips
A thousand times
I sometimes see you
Pass outside my door

Hello!
Is it me you’re looking for?
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile
You’re all I’ve ever wanted
And my arms are open wide
’cause you know just what to say
And you know just what to do
And I want to tell you so much
I love you

I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again
How much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello!
I’ve just got to let you know
’cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely?
Or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying I love you

Hello!
Is it me you’re looking for?
’cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely?
Or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying I love you

Last night, I was mad at him. For some stupid reason. And it continued till this morning. I didn’t wanna wish him ‘Good Morning’ and I didn’t wanna know how was his day. I was waiting for him to text me first. Which he did, finally in the evening. Well, that’s always him. Whoever starts the fight (which has always been me), he will surrender, and apologizes even when he does nothing wrong. Deep down I knew it wasn’t his fault. It was no one’s fault. It was just a simple misunderstanding. But I was just being me. A stubborn, silly, attention-seeker me.
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And just now, when I checked my mail, I saw his name in my inbox. I was a bit surprised that he sent me a song. This sweet song. He said that this song was his late father’s favourite. And he dedicated it to me as a way of saying sorry.
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How sweet… And I’m touched…
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To you, I’m sorry too.. I might be a bit childish and emotional sometimes, but I’m trying to be the best for you.. Love you so much.. Huhu

From the lyric,
“Hello,
Is it me you’re looking for?”

-YES, 1000 TIMES YES..-

Gosh!
I miss u so much…

 

Blabbering.. Blah Blah Blah! (shut up and let me go!)

That title is soooo silly! Owh yeah, I know!

(background : watching Miley Cyrus on E!)

Hey there! Last few days I was a bit busy with my family. Well, you know, hang out, shopping etc. It’s almost the end of the holiday, so gotta make a good use of it!  Had so much fun!
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Went to Alamanda, Putrajaya with mom, Sis Mila, Abg Bob, KakSeha, Aneeq and Danish. Mom wanted to find a handbag, so we walked around the mall to find suitable bag for her. There was year-end sale at Parkson. But mom is very fussy. ‘Super Cerewet!’. She didn’t like most of the bags that I suggested to her. Hmm.. Taste org tua.. Tali pendek sgt la.. Besar sgt la.. Bulky sgt.. Corak die x menarik la.. I really don’t get it! Mila and I made faces every time she rejected our suggestions. Finally, she didn’t buy any bag at all. Thank God dad was not with us. If not, dad would have definitely been mad at her. Haha. But at least now I know where does my super-fussiness come from. Haha

Ni la org tua yg cerewet tu.. Yg pki tdg oren tu.. Haha

The next day, went to SACC with the same objective, finding mom’s handbag. This time, the shopping trip terdiri daripada KakEda, Mila, Wawa, mom and I (Yeah! All ladies!). At the ground floor, there was this crazy sale, 50-70% off! Shoes, bags and wallets. We were all crazy! Mom finally found what she wanted, a brown Bonia handbag with flower-patterned around it (yeah, that bag is for ‘orang tua’, I guess). KakEda and Mila bought cute shoes and I bought…. Nothing. Yeah, so sad. Actually, I wanted this cream bag which had colourful pattern around the zippers but sadly I didn’t bring enough money. Huhu.. And mom wouldn’t let me borrow her money coz she said, ‘Hutang lame pon ko x abes byr lgi..’ Adus mak ni… Huhu… So, I didn’t buy that bag. Which is sooo sad.
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Then, we went across the mall to Kompleks PKNS. Mila wanted to buy scarfs. I was not really in the mood coz I didn’t get the bag. So, I just walked slowly following them from behind. She had already bought two scarfs and still considering to buy more. Then, I decided to buy few scarfs and shawls, just for the sake of buying something. Afterall, I’m gonna be teaching soon. I need more scarfs.. (as well as more baju kurungs, more shoes, more bags….). Huhu…

I looked, I picked, I paid. I dunno if it's cute. :-p

Planning to wear this on the first day to school.. But.. Dunno la.. Let's see..

The next day, we went to Jusco Bukit Raja. I still wanted a bag. But then, I added more, I wanted a new tshirt, a new dress, a new pair of jeans and a new pair of shoes! Haih.. This is sooo sad and very hurt. Go shopping with not enough money in the pocket. Mom bought new watch. I chose it for her. Very cute! Then, when mom was happy getting new watch, I asked her to buy me the cute dress that I’ve been spying since she was at the watch counter. Maybe because she was in a good mood, so she bought me the dress. Soooooooooo cute and mom, thank you very much!

So flowery.. So cute!

Haha! Not with that tshirt, jeans and sandals of course.. I was lazy to take them off, So I just wore the dress straight away. Haha

So, enough bout the outings. Now, let’s talk about my posting. I asked Mr.Gonzales to check on my posting at the JPNS website. He told me that I got SK Tebok Jawa, Sabak Bernam (before that he pranked me by saying that I got a school in Gombak. Kurang asam! Mom said I looked like I nearly cried!). So, I got a school in hometown. It’s only less than five-minute drive from home. I already called the school to inform them that I will be posted there. I spoke to the GPK 1, and he was really nice and very welcoming. So, that made me less nervous. Hehe. Hope, everything’s okay..

My posting details..

SK Tebok Jawa, Sabak Bernam

Interesting trivia. Mr.Gonzales will be teaching in SK Parit Pechah, Muar, but the name of the place is Parit Jawa. And my school name is SK Tebok Jawa. Funny that we both are sent to places that have Javanese names while we ourselves are NOT Javanese.
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Well, as for me, I’m really not Javanese even though I live in Sabak Bernam. My family moved to Sabak from Petaling Jaya coz my dad was transferred to one of the schools in Sabak as a principal many years ago. And my dad himself is Malay-Mandailing, and my mom is Malay-Bugis. That makes me Mandailing Bugis. No Javaese blood at all, (expect for our in-laws). Errm… Why am I explaining this? Haha. I used to have issue with this matter, especially when I was little (primary school), my friends keep saying that ‘I’m Javanese’. I used to get reaaallly mad, and blabbering about my heritage in front of my friends. Silly me! They didn’t understand a thing. Haha.
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Okayla.. Enough of all this. I wanna go get some lunch!
And to all of my friends, Happy Teaching, and to all,
Happy New Year!

p/s – New resolution?? Yeah! All bout money!