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of what is taken for granted..

for no big reason i felt very happy today..i managed to finish my assignments on time without asking for extension, i’m quite happy with what i put into my assignments, i’m happy with my lecture and lecturers, and i’m happy with my courses..alhamdulillah..

and i know now for certain..that linguistics is my thing..it’s not easy and i’m not getting good grades for that course, but i know there are just so much to learn and i enjoy it..

linguistics shows me a lot of things that we take for granted are actually very significant in becoming a human..much thanks to my first linguistics lecturer for inspiring into choosing this course..because now i’m no longer lost in my thoughts, of what i’m becoming..

p/s: has it not wondered you a lot, that there’s only one purpose of languages, that is to make communication, so we could live our lives..they are made of different combination of alphabets, that if it makes no sense to you, it might make sense to some others at the other side of the world..and no matter how they look like, they remain to be the alphabets and languages..

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i’m guilty for doing this..

haha..yea i know, i’m still not doing my essay..and i should feel guilty..God knows how guilty i am but i just need to write this..a little crazy what i want to write but no, don’t stop reading..just bear with me ya..just for a couple moreย  lines..i mean, more than a couple of lines..hehe..yea2..i’m telling it now..

i’ve just finished watching greys anatomy season 5 and trust me, i’m crazy over that series..i was like ‘hell genius who created this finale..i couldn’t stop crying!’ and immediately i streamed season 6..i know i know..i was a bit far behind and people were done feeling sad upon o’malley’s death but nevermind..i’m taking it slow, and i’ll catch up soon ๐Ÿ™‚ thank you so much for my beloved c-11 for transferring the series into my lap top during my absence..tah ape2 tah lagi korg buat dgn laptop aku eh..?but anyway, i love that series~~~wuwu..

and, i was watching n’sync music video when suddenly i had this urge of watching more good-old boy bands videos from the 90’s..and i watched westlife’s when you’re looking like that..then i saw a video of their cover of daughtry’s what about now and i saw the difference! they’re getting old and instead of saying “they’re old, they should be retiring” i was jaw-dropping and said “i love them~!” haha..i don’t know..i just think it’s more possible now..i won’t tell you with what i mean as possible..haha..have i just made it obvious now..?ok, that’s my secret you’ll never tell anyone else alrite..?i love nick in that video..he looked just like the kind of a man of my type..ya ya i know..i’m no chyler leigh (lexie grey in grey’s anatomy or blair waldorf-em, easier to introduce them with their role)..but nah~haha..i don’t care..

then i watched backstreet boys’ straight through my heart music video and again~! i fell in love with howie..he never looked so good as he is now when i knew backstreet boys back then..

owh, know who’s my favourite character in grey’s anatomy..?i like mark sloan..and for God’s sake, he’s old too..man, i’m refusing to say now, that my type is an old man..*sigh*

no! my type is a stable man..yeah..that sounds and feels better.. ๐Ÿ™‚

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something to ponder upon..

i should be completing my assignment for the multiethnic education course right now..but, i’m writing this entry instead..why..?because i got so attached with this assignment, that i suddenly felt like writing about my current emotion..

this course that i’m doing – multiethnic education has opened my eyes to a lot of social discourses that we always take for granted, or simply refused to talk about, for worrying that we might cross the sensitivity lines – of the ethnic minorities..

having studied this course, and still studying it, i came to seriously understand that the land we are stepping on right now belongs to no one, and we are sharing the land..

as much as we want to pull out the best that we can from our land, other people with the same biological make up but different in physical attributes – want to get the best out of it too..

be more humane, thus no rights would be questioned by no one..

here’s a link of a video i made after completing my teaching experience..i always want the kids to have a bright future, just as much as i want my future kids to have, even when we’re the minority in the foreign land..because we never know what awaits us in the future..the best policy is always put yourself in their shoes, what if you’re the party, who’s deprived from equal rights..

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begum, aku reply ko..

i’m a bit indecisive whether to write this in bahasa or in english..ok, i’ll make it in bahasa..it’s something i feel like writing as a reply to my friend’s entry..

begum,

aku sokong ko, sebab aku pun dulu tak berapa nak bijak mase masuk mozac..aku pun selalu fikir kenape la orang lain tu sume sangat pandai..especially bile blajar buat lejar..aida amira terer gile sampai aku terpakse tiru lejar die mase baru-baru belajar buat akaun..last-last, sampai ke sudah aku tak reti buat akaun..dan, bile aku kat kelas f.2 beta, aku dgn avec and lea kena asingkan mase klas math..ktorang adalah antara calon-calon yang dikenalpasti sebagai calon tak boleh dapat A math PMR ok..siot tol cikgu bistamam..

haha, ye, aku pun penah masuk semua kelas dari beta sampai theta, tapi tak pernah masuk alpha..tapi seingat aku, aku tak penah masuk kelas sigma, tapi since aku dh penah sampai theta yg lagi teruk dari sigma tu, kire lagi hebat la..tak payah susah2 step by step..humban je terus kt theta tu..

aku ingat lagi, f.1 aku jd best freshie, tapi aku cam tak menggunakan kemenangan tu..aku cam blur, aku best freshie, jadi..?ape yang aku bleh buat..kalo aku tau, aku ngorat banyak2 abg senior..bleh dapat banyak dedication..haha..tp aku tak ngorat pn still ramai yang contact aku..well~*muke blagak lagi annoying* ko niat nak gulingkan aku sebab aku femes kan begem..?hahaha..

mase aku f.2 aku blom ade geng lagi..masih mencari2..dok kt kelas beta..ari2 gaduh dgn puden and pejol..markah math pn selalu je teruk..salu kena marah dengan cikgu siti itu..uwaaa~~ape la yang susah sangat agaknya math f.2 tu..tp sebab aku dok dengan hana dan e-dye yg rajin, derang aja aku theorem pitagoras smpai pandai, aku dpt 98 tau x midsem test..pastu k.noly cm inspire aku supaya bleh msk f.3 alpha and aku dpt no 32 dlm batch ujung tahun tu, tp ms f.3 alpha ade 31 org je..huhu..maka aku pn tcampak kt 3 omega..owh ye, f.2 dulu darul pn cabar aku..cmne la aku bleh lupe kisah si darul tu ms f.2..hoho..

so f.3 aku msk klas omega..dok dgn bella, blkg aku adil n apam..derg ni dr kecik2 pn mmg tak boleh dipisahkan..cek pn sme dlm kelas tu..kemain dok depan, tp tdo je spanjang klas..cikgu tak pasan plak tu..sbb die dok 1 meja sblh dinding..sikgu pasan yang tdo kt tengah je..bengang aku..bella ni plak jenis yg blaja sampai gile, aku pn terikot la..segan la plak die blumba dgn adil and apam..jadi aku pn participate..ujian satu aku dpt no 12 ok dlm batch..tp mase tu xde reshuffle, so aku masih lagi sangkut kt omega..and mase tu adil dpt no.2 kot dlm batch..bleh geng dgn capet tol adil ms tu..

ha, maka, even aku xpnah msk klas alpha, aku pnah ade result klas alpha weh..haha..

seterusnya, f.4 aku dah start rase pnat belaja and tak puas main..maka, aku g volunteer buat backdrop la, join team debate la, pastu dgn band yg mmg sentiasa ade latihan, join hoki, softball, netball (masih gigih berusaha), dgn tbe2 jadi calon exco (thanx gundam!), team editor magazine..dgn event menari2 tu..cmne aku nak belaja..bile je pn bleh belaja mcm tu..?mmg begum yang pilih tarian bollywood, tp aku yg jenuh mngajar..aku ingt lg muke jihan dgn shahira anak cikgu tamam mnyampah kat aku pakse derg mnari..and muke kontrol bangla dgn blues kne mnari bollywood..haha..weh! aku ade lg sume gmba menari tu..haha..dan ye, era dapat no. beratus2 dalam form bermula..mak aku pening mula2, setiap kali kua result mak aku akan datang sekolah bebel kat aku..aku mule2 insaf, tapi imagine mcm mane aku nak keja ape yang aku dh miss..mmg dh terlambat..tapi serious aku enjoy time tu..klas aku pn merasa bila cikgu yatie marah and suruh ktorg berator dpan lab sebab result quiz teruk..ms dgn ckgu faizah pn siap kensel klas sbb ktorg lmbat masuk lab..huhu..

dan aku terus menjadi penghuni setia kelas theta..smpai f.5..puas aku berusaha dgn membawak toyol time exam, tapi, tak berkat la tu..tu yang dok stay kat theta tu..tp merasa la jgak aku dok klas alpha..sebab klas english aku kt klas alpha..jauh aku merantau setiap hari dr theta ke alpha..huhu..

aktiviti prep..?setahun ade 2 kali pasar mlm, so aku pn bz bincang2 nk jual ape, nak design name tag, em..homework, konon2 bleh siapkan ms stay up lpas prep..dan harus la takde maknenya..stay up bace novel ade la..hoho..tak pn, tdo..tak pn, latihan band..huhu..apekah..

kesimpulannya..?

kenapa semua cerita psl diri sendri sume tu..?ok aku rindu sekolah..

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we need savings don’t we..?

why we need to save..? i mean, our money..

1) for emergency purposes..we are not Hiro Nakamura who can travel back and fourth in time to see when we’re gonna need that money..

2) for specific purposes..you know, if you’re thinking to buy a car, a house, a ps3, school and tuition fees etc, u’ll need to at least, have enough money to pay for the down payment..

3) for leisure purposes..sometimes you feel like you’re desperately in need of a vacation and a good amount of savings would be your saviour..

and why suddenly i think about this..?because i’m gonna need it someday for thousands more reasons..let’s start saving people..may be we can help somebody with our savings..it’s time to think about others too, other than ourselves..

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about a kid i met..

i’m blogging in a gloomy afternoon..how i miss the sun streak..but anyway, i’ve safely landed on the kiwi land for nearly two weeks now and the first week has always been challenging and chaotic..i was assigned to do school observation just three days after arriving..imagined how clueless and indifferent i got in trying to sort things out..but anyway, *deep breathing* i survived mate! alhamdulillah..

there’s a story about a not so fortunate boy i met during my school observation..

i was sleepy observing an energetic american teacher teaching english to a group of yr 11 students..she was teaching the students on how to do summary and she was getting each of the students to read out their summary..it was not long, something like a 15 words summary..it went down from 100 words, to 70 words, to 50 words, 30 and so on..everyone was participating and showing their summary to the teacher but there’s this one indian boy sitting alone at the end corner of the class reading and writing something else..so he made me wonder..

refused to keep wondering and making wild assumptions, i walked towards that kid and asked him his name and asking him if he’s enjoying the class *something to build up the relationship* i’m a human service professional you see :p and i went on by asking him what he was doing actually because seemed to me he was doing something totally different..and i was right, he was reading a novel, and writing something out of the reading..

he said his reading ability was at level 1, and to be able to sit for any examination, his reading ability needed to be at least at level 3..so he was given a different task according to his reading ability..ok i got him that point..but i didn’t really get him..was he not confused with the environment around him..?the rest of the class was making a lot of noise *well, considerably a lot of noise for a person to read* and he said he was used to that kind of surrounding and he could bear with it!

ok, i wasn’t satisfied with his answer..if he has any dissability or learning disorder, he should be assigned to a teacher-aide, like, no, he needed that teacher-aide..mandatory..but where’s the teacher-aide..?

so i talked to the teacher after class..what’s wrong with that kid..em..here’s his story..he was diagnosed with something called “unidentified disorder”..*medicine has its limitation you see*..he could read and understand stories be it visual or imaginary..but the thing is, he could not process the information like a child of his age could..if he was presented with a scene from the movie ‘shrek’ where a dragon saved the princess from a prison, he couldn’t tell that was a heroic action made by the dragon..instead, if we ask ‘do you enjoy the movie, what’s the value that you learned from it’..he’ll go ‘yes i like the movie, i like the flying donkey, he’s cute’..see what was wrong there..?

God i burst into tears, knowing that he’s a very focused student, independent and very hard working because he wanted so badly to be able to sit for an exam, but the reality was, he just couldn’t..the teacher said, his reading ability has not been improving and they doubt if it could ever improve..even worse, if tomorrow you asked him what he read /watch yesterday, he just couldn’t recall..man~i was really really like REALLY sad for that kid..i pray to God, so one day, there’ll be something out there that could help him to succeed..in a good way, of course..

to all of us, be grateful for what we have achieved so far..there’s always someone out there like this indian kid that was not as fortunate as us..sooner or later we’ll be a mom or a dad Godwilling..do not regret or keep blaming yourself or the destiny if one day God gives us a gifted child..as they’re named, they really are, GIFTED..