My day with my sister

Yesterday I went back to Penang for the Aidiladha holidays.

Yun had come to stay overnight the day before so I didn't exactly rush to get ready in the morning. Seeing Yun still sleepy (and sad.. I wonder why the sad bug has bitten most us at this end of the year, huh?), I proceeded to prepare the things I wanted to take home (baju kurung, nighties, undies, day t-shirts, trackbottoms, towel, toiletries, pillow and bolster haha..) before taking my bath.

Then I made some scrambled eggs to fill my empty stomach as I had to take my meds AFTER meals (sheeeshhh! Can't we just eat them whenever we wanna eat them?). My voice was nearly gone by now and I couldn't even find my laugh as only a wheezing sound would come out from my mouth. Made as much noise as possible but Yun was still asleep haha.. So I thought of just letting her sleep (she had wanted to wake up early, tapi kesian la pulak tengok dia ngantuk sangat, tambah lak tengah sedih!) and going out for the papers. However, as I carefully opened the door, she was suddenly awake so I just told her I was going out while she switched on the tv (yeah, we slept in the living room!)

We finally got outta the house around 1pm. I had promised to met her at KBJ but then something came up so she wasn't quite sure if she'd make it. Still, I wanted to go SOMEWHERE so I decided to still go to KBJ and called one of my favourite people, my sister Izati!

She had just arrived that morning from KL and was still quite sleepy but at the sound of my voice asking if she wanted to go out, she was instantly awake.. Trust Izati to do that haha..

However, I was busy with my Neopet and realized I was still at school at 5.30pm. Thank God Yun smsed telling me she'd be going after all and THAT shook me awake so off I went back to Penang. good for me, there was no traffic. However, at the toll gate, I noticed a teenange boy in front of me frantically waving to me. I wasn't wearing my glasses and was quite confused but after taking over them, and letting them take over me, if I'm not mistaken, its one of my new students, Nabil (The 'Nabil pun handsome jugak kan cikgu' one).

I was in quite a jolly festive mood (betoi ka?) and was smiling all the way.

As I arrived in Penang, I went straight to KBJ and was the first to arrived. I managed to change the batteries of my watch, find a little something for Farah whose been quite upset these past few days and looked at some silver bracelets I had planned to buy for Izati. I even went to the mobile phone vendors hahah.. Yun arrived about half an hour later with kak Wahid and before they even stopped laughing at the sound of my voice, Izati arrived.

We spent a good hour in Cosmart before we parted ways. Then me and Izati went to keep the groceries we just bought in my car before proceeding to go the cinema on the top floor to buy tickets for Night at The Museum. Then we went to Kenny Rogers for dinner, carefully avoiding the seat where the light bulb above it once exploded when I had went there with Pojie and Lie a while ago haha.. Izati (and Mira.. yup! She was also there with her mother and sisters) laughed when I kept staring at the new bulb!

I forgot to take my meds for the second time that day. The midday one and the night one but the night one wasn't because I totally forgot, more because I had left it in my car. Then I had to endure a scolding from Izati and Mira (who btw are 9 years and 8 year younger than me respectively!). Sheesshh..

Then nearing 9.45pm, me and Izati said goodbye to Mira when we headed to the cinema. I wasn't really looking forward to the movie as I had an impression it was a lawak bodo kinda story but since Izati wanted to watch it and I really do enjoy Izati's company at the movies (c'mon, she drags me to watch teen flicks with her haha.. but I still love laughing and enjoying any kinda movies with her.. one of my favourite movie people!), I just went into the cinema with her.

Well, to my surprise, the movies wasn't bad. Not bad at all, in fact, it left me in stitches. Even with my wheezing laugh without a sound, I found myself doubling up every 5 minutes or so. I was impressed to see old Bert (from the Mary Poppins movie.. Dick Van Winkle or whatever his name was) still acting convincingly but the whole movie was worth it :) though you had to listen to the dialogue as most of the jokes were in the speech form but I loved the movie, AND I didn't really expect to love it, you see :)

On the way to the parking, me and Izati were still talking about the movie. Then as we went in the car, as usual, Izati would fiddle with my CDs, trying to find the songs she'd like. Then, I did my usual annoying habit of singing along with any song she'd choose but this time, I just made her laugh even more when she listened to me trying my best to sing when my voice refused to cooperate. Before long, I was laughing with her too.. Boy, I feel as if its been so long since I really laughed with someone I enjoy!

When we arrived home, as usual, I'd fight over who gets to sleep right under the fan, and on the couch (we haven't slept in our own rooms for a long time now). Izati had been telling me that she HAD to study once we arrived home as she had wasted time going out with me but me being the usual annoying sister insisted she didn't have to do anything as boring as studying haha.. We must've slept around 3am with Mama shaking her head looking at her hyena daughters (one ok hyena, and another sick one without a voice but trying her best to be the loudest hahah..).

This morning, we woke up and got ready for raya. However, nothing much was done. We only went for raya at Kak Wahid's house and Uncle Mustafa's. Then Mama announced she wanted to go back to Kuala Kangsar eventhough none of our relatives were going back. Izati had her friends there, while I was dreading the prospect of being bored outta my wits so I asked Mama if I could be excused whcih she agreed to, knowing there wouldn't be much to do anyway..

So here I am, cutting my vacation short by a day :)

Still, I enjoy being with my sister.. love her to bits, though she could be quite bossy for a lil' sis who's 9 years younger than me! :)

Perpisahan by Anuar Zain

Hahaha.. Ayu mengaku ade gak lagu melayu (indonesian songs bukan lagu melayu yeee..) yang dia layan! I first heard this song during Ramadhan I think, when they were really into promoting the film 'Cinta'. Well, this song has Anuar Zain written all over it hahah.. but I like it (tau kat Juty, konpem dia kutuk kakak dia jiwang!)! Typical tearful Anuar Zain song hehe..

Anyway, I've been trying to search the lyrics on the net for weeks eversince I first heard it (gara² tiap² ari dengo kat tv le nih) but there doesn't seem to be any listing for it. However, I stumbled upon this blog a few days ago and was pleased to find the lyrics, though I haven't been able to get my hands on the MP3 yet to check the lyrics with the song but I trust its alright.. so, enjoy!

Artist : Anuar Zain

Song : Perpisahan

Album : OST Cinta

Ku mengerti perpisahan ini

Bukan kerana kau membenci

Tapi kasih yang pernah ku beri

Tiada lagi bersama

Sering kala aku terlihatkan mu

Impian nan indah tersulam bahagia

Ku harungi hari demi hari

Bersama wajah tak mungkin akan kembali

Tapi hati masih tak terima

Ditinggalkan sengsara

Keraguan ini bukanlah padamu

Perasaan hati masih rindu

Kekalutan ini hanyalah untukku

Tercari-cari bayanganmu

Tak sanggup aku kehilangan

Kehilanganmu

Oh...oh.....

Yea...yea.....

Masih tercari-cari

Keraguan ini bukanlah padamu

Masih tercari-cari bayanganmu

Tak sanggup aku kehilanganmu

Serendipity pt.2

This is one of my favourite love stories. I just love it, love it, love it heheh.. <--Ayu gatal!

I've talked about this movie in one of my entries last year here, I think but here I am, still not bored in trying to talk about it again. Here's another one.


These days, I seldom go to school at night anymore. So I had just come home from my night tuition and just plonked myself in front of the tube while switching channels trying to find something to watch. Then, feeling a bit frustrated with the non-stop commercials on tv, I went to the kitchen to fix myself a drink when I heard a familiar dialogue. Practically running to the tv set, I was delightly surprised to see Serendipity on tv and instantly smsed a few close friends and juniors like Baizurah, Ami, Juty, Amer, Ramlah and dont-remember-who-else half-demanding them to watch the movie :) Hahah, I sat there, dreamy-like watching the movies while trying my best not to miss any part of it.

Its a story about fate. About how no matter what you do, you can never change your fate and destiny. But since you don't know what it is, it won't really hurt to try anything, right?

In this story, it was about John and Sara who met coincidently (or as fate has written, who knows?) at a store where they were searching for black gloves. both found the same pair of black gloves at the same time but, as they would say, something inside them made them share the glove, with one glove to each other. They found out that they enjoyed each other's company and Jon was sure that there was something between them but Sara wasn't quite sure and decided to leave things in the hands of fate.

The first thing they did was take a random book from a book seller while Sara wrote her name and number on the front page. Then Jon took a dollar bill and wrote his name and number on it and gave it to charity. Sara believed, if they were meant to be together, the book and dollar would somehow end up in their hands one day.

Then, they went to this hotel Astoria or whatever the name was and they made a deal. They'd go into separate lifts and chose ONE floor randomly. If they ended up on the same floor, then it really was their destiny to be together that night. But sometimes, something REALLY was meant for you. Like the right person.. but maybe it just wasn't the right time. Sara and Jon chose the same 23rd floor but whilst Sara had no difficulties arriving at that floor, jon had this annoying boy who came into the lift and pressed nearly ALL buttons, forcing the lift to stop at alomost all floors. By the time he arrived at the 23rd floor, Sara had already given up and had JUST stepped into the lift to go back down, convinced, they weren't meant to be together.

Fast forward to a few years later. Both were engaged and about to marry other people, but somehow they could never forget the mysterious stranger they had met on that magical Christmas night. Eager to try get his second chance, Jon tried his best to find the woman he was convinced as his soul mate but ran outta luck. He had to buy a 400 dollar suit, dig around the basement of a shop to find her address only to have it ruined in the end. The final straw was when her old address bought him to this bridal shop making him feel as if the signs were showing him that he should get married to his fiancee.

As for Sara, she was also always thinking of this mystifying stranger she had met years before so before her marriage, she asked her fiancee for a break with the excuse of wanting some time alone before she got married. All the while, they kept missing each other by fraction of minutes. However, in the end, Sara gave up and wanted to go back to her home as she was already convinved she wasn't in love with her fiancee and had broken up the night before.

But then, fate intervened once more. On the night before his wedding, Jon's fiancee gave him a present which turned out to be the book he had been searching for so long. Then as Sara was just getting ready to go back, she received some loose change which included the dollar bill with Jon's name and number.

She had thought she was late as when she arrived, the hotel worker was already clearing up the wedding area. However, the hotel worker told her that the wedding had been cancelled off.

As for Jon, in wanting to clear his mind of the crzay thing he had done the past few days, he went to this park where he found a lost jacket belonging to, guess who? Haha.. Sara had left it there when she had finally broken up with her fiancee.

Well, as good love stories usually go, they finally met and everything went well again. They even went back to the store that started it all to celebrate the very moment they first met..

*sigh*

I really DO love mushy love stories, huh?

My young chargers

This school holiday, my afternoons and nights are quite busy. Well, not throughout the week, rather in the first half of each week from Mondays to Thursdays. Yeah, believe it or not, there ARE some students out there who still wanna enjoy their holidays by studying haha..

In all, I've got three classes. A Form Five class from Mondays to Thursdays at 5.15pm to 6.45pm, a Form One class on Tuesdays at 8.15pm to 10.00pm and a Form Two class on Wednesdays and Thursdays at 8.15pm to 10.00pm.

But God! How I enjoy those classes :)

The Form One class has only 5 students. They are still childishly cheeky enough to be cute, yet still 'afraid' enough of adults to respect me. They love doing maths and are always asking questions where I'd happily answer them. Two of the boys don't have front teeth and are always teased by us. However, they are quite bright, as they always say, "Biaq tak dak gigi, asal pandaaaaaaaaaaaaaiii!"

The Form Two class in a bit different. 15 different students with 15 different personalities. They are at the age where they think they are 'adult' enough and think its cool to bit a bit rude now and then. Duh! Still, there are some student who make it worthwhile. They groan whenever I give them exercises to do, yet still do them cheerfully. Most of them are from selected schools and these are the students who don't give much trouble.

I remember nagging them last week when I gave them a simple test and NOT ONE student obtained 100%. All of them were quiet, seeing their teacher, a usually easy-to-laugh one suddenly scolding them to bits. They were quite behaved for the rest of the class but the next day was quite a different story. Hah! Kids..

Its in this class that I teach Dr Farhan's nephew and I can't imagine what Dr Farhan would think of me if his nephew told him how garang Cikgu Ayu was haha.. But his nephew is one of those I-love-to-learn ones so at least thats the least of my problems as I knew he's not one of those who are at the end of my scolding.

Last but not least is my Form Five class where the students are old enough to understand the meaning of respect yet still young enough to be naive in most things around them. This is my favourite class with also 15 students :)

This is the first time I'm teaching the english syllabus to Form Five so in reality, I study along with them. They laugh when I forget the mathematical 'words' and I find myself laughing alongside them as well. I love this class as it feels like we're more like friends than teacher-students!

The girls are hardworking and always joking around while the boy are.. well, can't really say they're hardworking but they sure laugh a lot. There's one boy in my class who seldom shows up and whenever I ask them who is absent, the boys would always answer, "Alaa.. yang handsome² tu!", while the girl would roll their eyes. Yesterday, another boy, Nabil was also absent along with the 'handsome²' boy so when I asked them, Aiman answered that Nabil also didn't come. Then he pretended to think and then asked me, "Nabil pun hnadsome jugak kan cikgu?". Then went on with the conclusion that handsome guys don't come to extra classes haha..

When I asked them, don't they think they have the looks too, they made a pity-us face and said since they don't, they just HAVE to study hard. Then all boy were laughing as if they made a great joke UNTIL Hana (one of the unidentical twins) shouted, "Sedaq pun hangpa tak handsome nooo.."..

See why I enjoy my classes? :)

I only have one more week with them, after this, it will be back to normal classes. Guess I'm gonna miss these students of mine, huh?

Hurt?

From a random blog I visited a few days ago:
"Why is it that we always hurt the people we love the most?

From an annoying popup (but with something that caught my eye on it)
"Its the people we love most who are capable to hurt us the most"

From Adi's blog:
""there's a beast in everyone's heart... and it hurts even the ones we love without us knowing it (without our permission)"
"

For the past few days, these are the words that have been hovering in my mind. You might ask, am I the one who's hurting someone, or am I the one being hurt? Or, is it both? Hahah.. that is for me to know and for you to guess :p

Well, back on the subject..

The heart is such a fragile thing that God gave to us. It could be a blessing or it could be a curse depending on what your heart is feeling at that certain time. Its funny how one moment, you're extremely happy then the next moment, you feel as if your heart is breaking into a million pieces.

But then again.. it sure hurts!

Sometimes, maybe.. just maybe.. you don't mean to hurt, but the words said just might hurt really bad. It might feel like a slap on the face.. or feel like being shoved in dirt and not knowing how to get up again. And after the hurt, you'd be engulfed in this feeling of disbelief, not really trusting your eyes and ears on what has just been thrown on you. Then you feel ashamed.. and maybe even a bit humiliated on the reality of things when all the while you thought everything was ok..

Then you realize, "God! That really cut me deep.. How could this happen?"

You just don't understand anything at all by then. You try to think of everything. What did I do wrong? What had changed? What did I do that made things change so drastically? Am I really THAT low? Why should I feel hurt anyway?

Then, in wanting to pretend you don't care about the words being said to you, you retaliate by thinking of the most hurtful thing you could say and bam! Thats what comes out of you.. However, there is absolutely no sense of satisfaction in THAT and before long, you wish you could just turn back time and not do something as stupid as that. Take back what you just said. Coz its true what they say, you just hurt yourself by hurting someone else..

You wish you could make everything ok. You wish you could find out what went wrong, then turn back time and make sure you didn't do it so that everything would have never gone wrong in the first place. You wish those words had NEVER been exchanged..

But you know that would not happen :(

Whats done is done. And the saddest thing is, you just can't seem to see the end of it :'( You realize, contrary to what people believe, there is absolutely no light at the end of the tunnel.. or at least, you just can't seem to see it yet..

How can you? Humiliation, hurt, anger and sadness are all bad enough when you feel even one of them, but when you feel all of them at once, its just.. I don't know. I guess no words can describe them enough :(

Like I said, the heart is a fragile thing. Its time like this, I wish I didn't have one..

Hahah.. Ayu merepek di pagi hari. Ni gara² tak siap corrections lagi la nih kot hehe.. Chaiyuk², ari ni gak siapkan corrections! :D