Tuition Class

I'm currently teaching in a tuition center. My students are just a few. My pay? Definitely not much. I think the pay is nothing if I consider the cost of me going to the tuition center twice a week. It's not that far, just approximately three miles from my house. But, before or after my teaching, my dad always buys me foods -bakso-kuih-muih , drinks - Red bean shake, and stuff. Yeah, I should start taking into account all these expenses. What else can I say...I'm a spoiled brat!

Before I go to my first tuition class, I studied real hard because I don't know what chapter they are on at that time. I'm not provided with informations I needed. I went there, and I just realized that the teaching material should be provided by the tuition teachers themselves. My math work book definitely outdated--erkkk... Malay version yooo! I can't give them that for sure. So I end up teaching the previous chapter that they have learned from the previous teacher. Never mind, I just hope that it will do some good to them. At least, they will understand more, I hope. Before going to the second class, I went to a book store to buy a work book for the class.

Out of all my students, the one that stands out the most is a talkative naughty little boy. I just realized how immature boys are in that age. Urrggghhhh... It's just doesn't makes any sense at all to think that boys at that age already have a girlfriend! Are you kidding me? I think of myself when I was at that age. I considered myself as mature at that age, but actually I was not. I always too self-conscious, as I always think of myself as wise and definitely a grown up girl during my secondary school age. How funny! Too see the behaviors of my students has gave me the realization that I am also like them during that age and I just can't believe that!

One of the students always support the naughty boy above by the mean of....LAUGHING OUT LOUD. He laughs whenever the boy above teasing another boy (the boy that insists , he wants to become a woman). There's one girl at my class but she is rather passive. But she is smart.

The favorite student of mine definitely the handsome young man that always give me reason to continue smiling and giving my best to teach them. He always says something inspirational out of the chaos in the class. He used to say to me, " Cikgu, ajar kami sampai pandai ya cikgu.." and last night he said, " Nanti kalau aku sudah kerja, aku yang jaga adik-adikku." In my heart, I'm like, "owwhhhhh...so sweet..". He said this after the naughty boy tease the other boy, saying that he should be a woman to buy his parents car and house in the future. Errkkk... If just you know by what means. Iskkk... I gave the boy (the bullied boy) a talk last night, hoping that he will made up his mind to make good decision. I think, what he is lack of is a man's influence in his life as his father has passed away. I said to him nicely that he should not think of being a woman as it is wrong. It's a sin to act like female when you are not.

So, the question for this post is, "How many student is in Ikin's tuition class?" I've mentioned all of them above. Hehehe..

It's interesting to teach in this class. I hope that this experience will give me more understanding towards life and people, as well as to support my trip to Singapore next month. Hehehe..:-D

All about Aida :-)

I was writing a blog post last night when I receive a rather sad news from someone. I would like to discuss it here with all of you but it's almost none of my business and I have no right to inform people about it without the person's consent.

So, here I am again, trying to write a rather good blog post specially for someone named Aida, or I would like to call her "budak" - You will definitely know the reason as soon as you met her. Hihihihi..

I was complaining to her last night about how boring this holiday is and I am so not in the mood to do anything including to update my blog. Don't know why.. Seems like this holidays is not the productive days for me.. Huh.. Or I can simply admit that I am a lazy person rather than blaming the holiday to be non-productive days. How would I change this? I wish I would know how. Back to the previous story, after all my sighing to her, she asked me to update my blog and suggested me to write about her. So, wallah... here I am!

Before I go on to talk about other things, so I think it's better for me to start writing about Aida now. :-D


Aida is my friend. Or I can say that one of few closest friends of mine. She also play the part as a step-daughter of mine in a structure, so-called "family" of ours, made up of few friends because they like to joke about me as being a mom and admitting themselves as my kids.. Urgghhhh... Hahaha..

"Family" picture

Another "family" photo - me and my "kids"

I think I became close to her when we are in the same class for our LSP300. I still remember how exciting the class was with all the funny seniors and a wonderfully kind teacher. How happy I was in that class! :-D.

The different thing about Aida is that I have never seen her in a bad mood, at least to me. She is always happy with the kid's kind of smile on her face that always automatically cheers me up when I meet her anywhere at anytime of the day. She always shouts out my name anywhere when she sees me, to give me her brightest smile. No, actually to show off her perfectly organized bright teeth. Haha..


She always laughs at the pants of my pyjama. Nothing wrong about it except for the printing of duck cartoon on it..Huh... But Aida, I think you should admit that, the pants is cute right? Don't be shy to admit that. I know it's cute. hahahaha..

She talked about her personal matter with me few times, but not much , it is rather the surface of the matter but I know that she is not comfortable to discuss more. At least I know something about her private life. Yeah! At least I know that she has fallen in love and proves that she has a heart for guys. Hahaha.. Just kidding. I don't know her attitude toward boys because I never heard her talking about liking any guys or become close to any guys. But now, I knew.

What I like the most is I can tell her things without the fear of her judgement. I can complain things to her and tell her the worst things of me and still, she is there and do not run away from me. Hahaha.. And still treating me the same way.

I know she is very smart but she is too humble to admit. She is motivated and hardworking, I can see her give her best in every single task given to her. I am very lazy but as soon as I paired-up to do a task with her, I feel motivated and will try to do my best. I think it will be nice if I am surrounded with a lot of people like her. I would definitely be a better me. :-D


She always tell me that she is not confident in what she did. But, you cannot see it because when she is doing her presentation, you cannot see a single doubt in her speech or in her acts. I'd like to see her to be confident and I hope one day she will always believes in herself and achieving the best from it. :-D

That's all. This post is all about Aida and I really enjoy writing about her. :-D

Minggu ini.

Perkara-perkara significant yang berlaku dalam minggu ni..

1. Aku tengok sekumpulan budak mengikat dan seterusnya memukul seekor anjing sehingga mati.. Tapi aku tidak mampu berbuat apa-apa.. Jalan raya dilimpahi dengan darah anjing tu. Aku dengar anjing tu meraung seakan-akan menangis.. Lokasi: Taman Sri Indah. Masa: Jumaat, 10pm. Alasan budak2 tu :anjing tu suka mengejar orang.. Hurrmmm...

2. Mata aku sakit sebab terlanggar sesuatu ketika tidur..bengkak seterusnya membuat eyelid mata kiriku tidak dapat dibuka sepenuhnya dan membuatkan mataku seakan-akan sepet. Semua orang yang bercakap dengan aku akan memerhati mataku.. Sangatlah tidak selesa...Iskk..

3. Hari Khamis lepas, hari first aku ajar tusyen di suatu pusat tusyen.. ajar math untuk budak2 PMR. Agak kekok.. But I tried my best.. Next class will be on Wednesday.. Aku akan buat post untuk experience jadi cikgu tusyen ni nanti..hehehe..nantikan..:-D

Itu saja..Jumpa lagi di entry lain.

Trip to Cameron Highland

2-4 Mei hari tu aku & 3 orang kawan buat trip last minute ke Cameron Highland. Plan ni muncul time discuss tentang pharmacognosy, 2 hari sebelum paper ni, yang juga last paper untuk exam semester ni. Bincang pasal herb2 boleh pulak terkait sampai nak tengok ladang teh.. Camelia sinensis?? Mungkin sebab ni kot..haha..

Bajet bawah Rm300, termasuk transport, makan, hotel, everything laa.. Di cameron ni, special dishnya steamboat, sebab banyak sayur fresh mungkin. 2 malam ada di sana, 2 malam tu jugak kitorang makan steamboat. Boleh tahanlah... Memang heaven untuk penggemar sayur macam si Cath.

The highlight of this trip, definitely masa pergi ke BOH Plantation Sungai Palas. Kehijauan pokok teh, saujana mata memandang...chewahhh.. Dengan angin yang bertiup sepoi-sepoi bahasa, minum teh lagi dengan permandangan indah tu.. (Peliknya ayat ni). Memang tempat yang sesuai untuk orang2 yang mahu pergi berhoneymoon..

Selain tu, yang bestnya dalam trip ni sebab dapat makan hidangan strawberi yang macam2.. Choc coated strawberry, ice-cream strawberry, strawberry+cream....dan jugak dapat rasa sayur watercrest(beginikah eja?)

Beginilah orang yang 1st time pergi Cameron kan, jakun sikit.haha..

Di bawah ni antara gambar semasa di sana..










Sebelum balik, beli jam strawberry, teh strawberry & bermacam2 sayur untuk makan dengan kawan2 di USM. Tapi yang sedihnya, banyak sayur tu layu sebelum sempat kami buat steamboat. Dapat ambik sikit saja.Tu pun daun dah kuning-kuning...

Jalan-jalan hilangkan tension lepas exam. Last2 pas trip tension sebab duit semakin berkurang. Hahahaha...ikin...ikin.....

Special post for Nad

I woke up in shock, I opened my eyes and saw the face of my room mate and I started to realize that I'm late! I went to the toilet, brushed my teeth, washed my face, not even have time to take a bath, then started contacting Cath. On my way to the motorcycle parking lot, I received an SMS from Intan stating that she had just woke up. She is going to need Nad's bike to go to the airport with us. I need to send her to where Nad parked her bike.

I went to Bakti, and gave Intan a ride to the parking lot. But as we arrived there, I just realized that I don't have the key for the bike. It's in my room but Nad has took my room keys and she is now on her way to the airport, in a taxi. How could I forgot to take the keys? Huh.. This almost make things fall apart.

So we end up standing near the bike and thinking... I thought of climbing my room and get in it through the window. But, it seems to be impossible. Silly! Intan suggested us to ask for master key from Saujana office. At that time, it was not even office hour. I almost had a nervous breakdown. As we were running out of ideas and afraid of losing out of time, we were then went to Aman and tried to figure things out there. Cath was there waiting for me...

We contacted whoever crossed our mind, whom own a motorcycle. Luckily, Fadzir was the earliest person to respond and he agreed to give Intan a ride to the airport.

I rode the bike and Cath was with me. The traffic light seems to be so cooperative and keep on giving us green signals. We were then arrived at the airport when Nad was queuing to drop off her baggage. Intan and Fadzir arrived not long after that, followed by Gwen.

I was so afraid that I won't make it to the airport to say a proper good bye. Luckily, I was able to.. It's really is a huge thing for me. Psychologically and also emotionally.

After Nad has entered the Boarding hall, we walked to the parking lot with silence. Nobody says anything. As we arrived there, someone suggested for us to go to McD to have our breakfast. I agreed. There was something wrong with Fadzir's bike. Intan had to ride with Gwen as Fadzir planned to go straight to the mechanic.


At McD, we just talked about Nad.. We laughed, expressed our feelings, broke into tears few times and then I went back to my room. Later, Gwen and I went to our schools' offices to settle out few things, and after that went searching for PERSIS' new cubicle that eventually made us out of breath for climbing up the stairs..phewwww!!

I went to the post office to send a package for my sister. Then,went to Sungai Ara to buy 6kg of pickles for my mom. After all the things that I planned to do has been settled, I went straight to my hostel and started to reminisce things and cried alone there.

I'm glad that I go back home just a day after Nad. Or else, I don't know how to handle the loneliness and the feeling of losing someone, alone for days...Huh...

But still, here I am, in my home with my parents, still thinking about my best friend and the good times that we had together.

I love you nad. See you again sometime in the future. :-)