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okey. how to start? well, some things occured yesterday that got mi thinking. i suddenly have this huge swollen thing inside mi that i really really hav to get off inside my chest..
ni bukan hari guru, dan jasa guru-guru2 tidak patut untuk tidak di kenang..
i want to talk about some particular people that have a really2 big influence in my upbringin. and i thank Allah profusely for He is The One that brilliantly make things happened miraculously around my ol'days.

the big point here is kasih guru kepada muridnya.
i never experience kasih cinta wanita pada lelaki. and i never actually experience or being the receiving ends of kasih cinta laki-laki.. (auww..the influence of HAMKA)...
but i have experince n receive the purest love from my teachers..
and i never have it in my heart that u, my frens did not hav dis feelings either..
teachers have their favorits.. no doubt. well, us pupils does too..

and here, bear it frens.. coz im gonna ramblings about mine..

1. Pn Hasnah
some of u might not know it but she's my mentor since form 3 if im not mistaken..
im not particularly rapat because we all know who her favorits are.
but still, believit or not, she use to called me down waktu rehat because she always bring me somthing.. hahaha.. sandwiches ( i adore that), nasikla.. mee gorenglaa.. ada2 ja dia tapaukan untuk saya.. mungkin dia kesian tinguk kamiurang belari pecut ke dewan makan waktu pulangan..

pastu waktu dia mo pindah sekolah, she asked mi to come to her house to help her packing. but she actually ask me to pick anything i like, she is soo generous..
sepatutnya mentee yang kasik hadiah ke mentor, but she's the one who always give me stuff. yang paling saya sayang sampai sekarang ku simpan dengan baik ialah a kaca jewellery case, heart-shape. and several books.
hehehe.. so how cud a mere ordinary student like me cud not love someone outstanding like her? may Allah swt always redha and look at her wit love the way she do me..

2. Ustazah Raja Fatimah RAR
hehehe.. guru yang selalu tangkap kami waktu buat kes.. im not proud of it.
oh, but beliv me, gettin caught red-handed by her countless time didnt do any gud. instead, we r soo immune we can still laugh together the next day.
i dono how she can survive our nakalness.. she is so wise..and beautiful.

the funny thing is, whenever i hav doubt on certain things, i just questioned it out loud and i can always hear her voice givin advices..
kebanyakan apa yang dia ajar i stil remember sampai sekarang..
hukum solatka, putung kuku ka, doa sujud sajadah ka.. kebanyakan but not all lah..
the stuff that she said during skul days i still can ingat here and there..

and she always said. quote-lelaki baik untuk perempuan baik, dan begitu lah sebaliknya-unquote. at dat time i always menggeleng2 kepala(well dalam hati la) because i was so sure that i will end up wit neither. i reckoned i was destined to be alone.. (-_-)

pastu masa form 4 she caught us cheating on exam. well not me, tapik a friend of mine. but the pardner in crime was actually bet, apis alim, mi and several others i forgot. she didnt kuyak our kertas. instead, she let us all finish and then after dat start talking.
not ceramah, i never consider a word came out from her as a torture or ceramah.
just words. wise words..
nyways, she makes us promise to never cheat on exams again.
im proud to tell u dat i never once broke that since that day.. never once, never will. even in my uni days.. so, trust me when i said.. she is dat gud... at shaping my insides.

and one of d most memorable moments was dis one particular day. hari jumaat, so kuliah jumaat la d surau aspuri.. so she start dis talks la.. den rahmasaidali ask her wat sifat2 mahmudah is..
well we (as to maintain being the coolest gang) of couse will sit at the back.. out of d blu, ustazah shuffle the question to me instead.
her exact word is, ha atisha, cuba terang kat rahma apa itu sifat2 mahmudah??
i mean, come on?? me?? of course im always listening.. hahaha.. so of cos i tell rama d answer not becos im vain but err.. i hav to?
but its just ustazah ways to tell me that she knows her stuff. nuff said.

3. Ustaz Amir Berau
ahh.. where cud we possibly be without him..
i think Ustaz is the one responsible guy giving us the strongest akar tunjang anyone cud have. and one of it is tanggungjawab kepada ibu bapa.

hav it occur to u dat every time exam besar dekat beliau mesti tekankan pasal ibu bapa.. jangan hampakan ibu bapa.. jangan hancurkan harapan mereka.. kamu lah satu-satunya yang dapat ubah nasib keluarga. sentiasa doakan ibu bapa. anak yang soleh sentiasa mendoakan ibu bapanya.. anak adam akan meninggalkan dunia ini kecuali 3 pekara salah satunya ialah doa dari anak yang soleh.. ayat femes sapakah ini kalau bukan dari beliau?? pastu kita semua pun akan nangis teresak-esak (including the boys tapik sapa mo ngaku kan).. insaf la kunun.. tobat.. pastu bejanji akan belajar besungguh-sungguh sebab itu tanggungjawab anak kepada ibu bapa..

so the point there is, wat ever it is, ibu bapa is supposed to be our everything..
so dont cross them, jangan derhaka, jangan menitikkan air mata ibu, jaga ibu bapa bila tua, sentiasa gembirakan mereka ... etc etc.. all that is a feelings inside our insides that has been nurtured succesfully by this guy here..

and there is KROMIUM. i didnt sumbang apa2 pingat of course, but ustad is our guy at kromium.. hahaha.. some of my favrit memories ialah sukan tahunan.. kromium was always the juara.. hehehehe.. pastu aku n zean pun akan kebanggaan setengah matik pedahal apa yang kami buat time sukan hanyalah lepak2 di khemah mengutuk pelari pecut dari rumah lain.. hahahaha...

hero2 kromium time tu- johan irwan, hafiz halim, zanudin, ali ahmad (pewwit!!), and of cos abang-abang yang di puja seperti sahran joten and ahnizam. ehhemm.. woi sin, ko sumbang apa woo untuk kromium??? pompuan geng kromium ialah c wawa sema jita.. tapik c jita nda geng kami sebab dia be'geng' dengan seseorang time tu..

and im glad that during my time there i hav the privileged that the juniors didnt hav today. but im sure teachers at smsld today are much much more canggih..
n prob'ly young and fresh and handsome and kind too.
so there you go.
some of remarkable educators dat really influenced me..

so i hope watever the outcome is, i hope that somehow, we managed to make them teachers proud of us..

some of us are quite successful.
some are really low profile to reveal demselves..
some are just underachievers like me.
some really hav the fondness of swearing and producing really ugly words
some, will make u teachers really swell wit proud.
some, will put u in shame. or probably will anger u.
some of us, may will become a 'somebody' like datuk or datin n u, my teachers hav every rights to be proud.
some of us, died young before you. Alhamdulillah, umur cikgu panjang.
some, might outlive you. Alhamdulillah, Allah loves us all.
some of us, are so ordinary we are forgettable.
some are very very famous you can spot on 'em a mile a way.
some, us were plain hideous we pecut setengah matik the moment we spot you at the airport or shopping complex or pasar malam or anywhere.
some, like me, somehow managed to ingat u. at random times.
all the things dat you hav done.
setiap butir doa dan tangan yang kau tadah, mendoakan kejayaan kami.
setiap usaha yang kamu buat. tanpa minta sesen pun. tanpa berkira sikit pun..
u really mean it when u go to the extra mile even the gaji is soo ciput at that time.

so, i really hope dat u understand wat im trying to say here.
u hav every right to b very proud to any of us.
yet, dont take heart if some of us really didnt turn out quite allrite.
and, of course, loose all the profesionalism that there is inside of you.
enjoy a good laugh here n there. i don suggest we all go bonkers n goin nuts wit all this pengelencong here. wat ever it is.. teach, i just want to thank, you. you. just you.

beliv it o not its been 7 months since my last blabber. yeah, so wat. big deal..

i tell yall, life's a bitch. so u better get a fuck before she fuck u up..
n i hope none of my sis is reading dis. im in no mood to stand up n explain bout doz vulgar harsh words. no maam. but im so tense n stress is a mild word to put it here but thats just me,
drama queen.

so there u go. 7 months of pure joy ride on life at 26. i take it as it comes and humbling myself and admit that ive grown. my momma gonna sing and praise the Lord wen she got d chance to read dis.

but, d truth is, after everyone has bin there done that, i am the one to arrive last.
ahh, nice girls finish last, too. huhhu..
to what?? to watever race u think u r in.

n i just got a chance to really sit n enjoy facebook n saw all d big major difference my frens all over d world havin rite now. n i tell ya its gud to be back n in touch wit em all.
n one particular face dat make my day.
ol crush. ol crush. one tiny ol crush dat turn out gud. real gud in fact he makes me like swear heavens n utter dos vulgar words. one word - fuck. he look gud. damn him..