The weather is very scorching lately. Panas giler.. the air cond in DEL works very effectively.. kalau le minimum temperature air cond tu -10 kompem I on -10. Malas nk turun tetengahari ni.. huhuhu even to 7 eleven pon I have to think several times. Tapi kang if I don’t go anywhere the boredom will haunt me. So nak x nak I have to turun berjalan2 even though the weather burns me out.hahah rasa macam vampire plak bleh burn sebab kena sunlight.
Because of the weather jugaklaa I had to take my other half to clinic for an anti-histamine injection. He is allergic to dust and since the weather is hot and dry, the volume of dust is higher… wah pepandai je I buat conclusion sendiri. But wrapping up from what the doctor said lebih kurang gitu laa.. cian abe habis gegatal and the skin was as red as tomato.. eh tomato red ek? Hmm ok la tu… the problem is, it has been 3 days tp the allergic still x hilang2 lagi. We went to the clinic again but this time the doc could not inject the second dose because it would be dangerous. She just gave him cream to reduce the redness and itchiness. Huhuhu allergic to dust? I risau plak.. ye aa.. umah I ni byk dust sgt ke sampai 3 hari x ilang2 gegatal abet u.. I felt so guilty because I did not sweep the floor for quite some times. Sebab tu kut.. tp yesterday I dah nyapu the whole house but the condition remains the same.. hmm kompem bukan sbb I x nyapu kat umah..
Luckily Ahmad Haziq Baihaqi is not affected from the fiery weather. Kalau dulu time dia kecik2..(heh mcm le skg ni dh besar) he was a thin-skinned infant. Asal panas je cry.. asal panas sket je cry.tdo pon pakai diaper jer. Huhuhu bahaya betul untuk kesihatan lung dia.. tp tu laaa nak wat cane.. each time I put him on pyjama he absolutely could not sleep. He would cry until I took of his pj. Maybe because he is growing bigger so dh ok dh, dh adjust with the surrounding. Dah jarang sgt bejaga malam which means I boleh tido dgn aman dan gembira unlike when he was in his early days seeing the world. He used to setback my sleeping hour. He would sleep in the afternoon and woke up at 9 p.m. and I had to fed him for hours before he got back to sleep. Sometimes he would take 4 hours to be breastfed. Huhuhu sakit pinggang Ma Haziq ooiiiiiiiii….. sekarang tidak lagi.. hehehehehe anak soleh tu.. he knows that his Ma needs to have enough sleep because Ma have to go to work the next day..
Hmmm… however I hope the weather will be better shortly. Sebelum muka I ni hangus dibakar matahari dan sebelum tekak I sakit lagi for consuming toooooo much cold drink…. Huhuhu semoga permintaan I dimakbulkan.. Amin…
Thursday, October 30, 2008
DEL EID GATHERING
It was Friday October 24, 2008…. The last day of lecture for this semester. Everybody was taking a break after suffering from headache and heartache finalizing students carry mark. It was the most suitable moment to have our Eid Gathering eventhough Eid tinggal lagi bape hari je nak abis.. but who cares.. as long as we are in the month of Syawal, Eid should still be celebrated. The DEL Eid Gathering took place on that day at 2.30 p.m. kat mana lagi kalo bukan Students Centre at our beloved Kolej Unikop ni kan..
The caterer reached here at 12 noon. The hall was still messy, chairs and tables were not properly arranged yet.. huhuhu.. me dah temper dh time tu.. muahahah dh lama x temper ni.. me and Byn went to Giant Batu Caves to get some tidbits for the jamuan. Sian Byn.. she had to listen to me membebelall the way to Giant.. sorry Byn, I was not mad at you. Nak marah sape ye?? Ade laa tu.. I’ll write about it soon…
2.30 p.m. all DEL lecturers were in the hall with their baju raya. Ye laaa we organized the BEST DRESS AWARD for both lecturers and students. Students pun melawa bukan main lagi laa… cantik2 baju dorang hari tu. We had appointed some spies to check on the dresses. Talking about BEST DRESS AWARD ni I mmg x puas hati laa.. cane yang kategori lady lecturer tu I x menang? Huhuhu penat la pakai baju raya ade beads lagi.. org2 finance pon kata baju I lawa.. huh INTAN.. I mmg x puas hati dgn u tau! Huhu INTAN u dah la x pakai baju raya. Nampaknye next year I tepaksa la tempah baju raya yang beads and labuci penuh from head to toe. Xpe INTAN.. tahun ni u menang.. tahun depan belum tentu lagi tau..
Me as the glamorous EMCEE on that day stuttered at the very beginning. Dah lama la wei pencen…but once started, I could not let the microphone go. My stage craze syndrome appeared once more. I asked for opinion from some lecturers and students about the food. They were all satisfied with the food. The nasi beriyani and ayam masak merah tasted soooooooooo good…. Thanks to our caterer, Mr Bambang from Selayang. The karaoke session however turned out to a disaster.. Nape plak la disaster?? Ye laa coz I was not able to sing for some reasons.. first of course because of my throat. I got cold for nearly a month, my voice suddenly turned to be husky and awful. Second, huhuhuhu there were 2 mic-crazy girl from DEL yang nyanyi x henti2 ntah bape aku sampai aku ngantuk nk terlena sesambil dgr dorg nyanyi.. muahahahhaha.. sapa laaaa dorg tu yer…. Adik2 merangkap anak2 ade jgk dtg penat suh nyanyi dorg xnak.. huh malas nak layan!!
6 p.m. everything was over.. we paid the caterer pastu kemas2 n balik.. food byk lebih so we tapau all the food and the cakes we gave to surau . Huhuhu elok azan maghrib aku sampai umah. Tp mmg puas hati laa with the event. Nasib baik the next day Saturday so aku bleh tido sepuas2nya.. hikhik…
The caterer reached here at 12 noon. The hall was still messy, chairs and tables were not properly arranged yet.. huhuhu.. me dah temper dh time tu.. muahahah dh lama x temper ni.. me and Byn went to Giant Batu Caves to get some tidbits for the jamuan. Sian Byn.. she had to listen to me membebelall the way to Giant.. sorry Byn, I was not mad at you. Nak marah sape ye?? Ade laa tu.. I’ll write about it soon…
2.30 p.m. all DEL lecturers were in the hall with their baju raya. Ye laaa we organized the BEST DRESS AWARD for both lecturers and students. Students pun melawa bukan main lagi laa… cantik2 baju dorang hari tu. We had appointed some spies to check on the dresses. Talking about BEST DRESS AWARD ni I mmg x puas hati laa.. cane yang kategori lady lecturer tu I x menang? Huhuhu penat la pakai baju raya ade beads lagi.. org2 finance pon kata baju I lawa.. huh INTAN.. I mmg x puas hati dgn u tau! Huhu INTAN u dah la x pakai baju raya. Nampaknye next year I tepaksa la tempah baju raya yang beads and labuci penuh from head to toe. Xpe INTAN.. tahun ni u menang.. tahun depan belum tentu lagi tau..
Me as the glamorous EMCEE on that day stuttered at the very beginning. Dah lama la wei pencen…but once started, I could not let the microphone go. My stage craze syndrome appeared once more. I asked for opinion from some lecturers and students about the food. They were all satisfied with the food. The nasi beriyani and ayam masak merah tasted soooooooooo good…. Thanks to our caterer, Mr Bambang from Selayang. The karaoke session however turned out to a disaster.. Nape plak la disaster?? Ye laa coz I was not able to sing for some reasons.. first of course because of my throat. I got cold for nearly a month, my voice suddenly turned to be husky and awful. Second, huhuhuhu there were 2 mic-crazy girl from DEL yang nyanyi x henti2 ntah bape aku sampai aku ngantuk nk terlena sesambil dgr dorg nyanyi.. muahahahhaha.. sapa laaaa dorg tu yer…. Adik2 merangkap anak2 ade jgk dtg penat suh nyanyi dorg xnak.. huh malas nak layan!!
6 p.m. everything was over.. we paid the caterer pastu kemas2 n balik.. food byk lebih so we tapau all the food and the cakes we gave to surau . Huhuhu elok azan maghrib aku sampai umah. Tp mmg puas hati laa with the event. Nasib baik the next day Saturday so aku bleh tido sepuas2nya.. hikhik…
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
BEL 120
Months passed swiftly. The semester is approaching is end. The students are facing their final exam till middle of next month. I came to work with a blank thought of what should be done throughout the exam period and loads of plans to be carried out during semester break which would be for nearly two months. Hahahaha… cuti pon problem jgk nih…
One semester taught me a lot of things. New fresh learners to be edified.hehehe… I got all the fresh youngsters. The part 1 students.. I taught BEL 120, the Consolidating Language Skills. 4 classes for the beginning, BM1A, BM1B, OM1D and the CS1. Just about 80 people. Just before the mid sem break I got another class to add on the four which made the total students of mine this sem 118. The OM1C is actually under a colleague’s surveillance. But she went missing weeks before she leave for maternity. Everybody was anguished with her absent. No one could find her, the students came to DEL almost everyday with enquiries about their class. Since the mid sem assessment would take place instantaneously after mid sem break, the CC decided to distribute her workload to other lecturers. Because I taught BEL 120, so the 120 class came to me.
The smallest number of students that I had was 7 people from the CS1. Hayati, Fatin, Liyana, Husna and Husni with the two gents Arif and Hafiz. Managing a small class was easier thought than done. The response was totally different from teaching a large class. Nevertheless the CS class was fun and the lesson normally ended earlier..hikhikhik…
The BM1A students were very playful especially the young men in the front line. Being 18 was the time when you have everything to be done frivolously. Perhaps because of they are switching from teenagers to adolescents. I would never forget (or won’t forget for at least for another 2 following semesters) the silent Syeds,(there were 2 Syeds in this class) good mummy’s boy Jai, Asyraf the good speaker, Hazim, Hizazi, my favorite Ainuddin (I don’t favor him much now.. hehehehehe he only did well in his speaking test), Zainal Haziq who got the highest in grammar test, Izzat the good boy, Zahin and Dzul the two best friends who always late to my class, Kamal and Shafiz who were always later than Zahin & Dzul. The girls were so nice and eager to learn. Amiira would usually make faces when the boys spew out their words louder than me, Hazirah, Shuhada and Intan the good and hardworking girls, Hidayah whom I believe the quietest girl in the class, Akmal and Fatin who were always together, while Nadia would always sit next to Atikah. Not to forget Misz who has a lot of things in her mind that I need to clarify, her side kick Munirah, the modest Nita, Ain, Aisyah and Hanis who would always take the last row in the class, (but I did not see Hanis and Aisyah for quite sometimes till the last class), Izzati the nice girl who just met with an accident and Maisyarah the shy lass who always smile when being appointed to answer questions.
This class was full of hilarity and most of the time I could not control the condition. The easiest way to make them silent was by calling one of them to replace me teaching in the front!!
Things were different with BM1B even though they were also Business Management students. Crossing the threshold of this class was the moment I have been waiting for each week. 32 students in a group was a huge class for me. One of them left the college less than a month of the lesson. I heard from the friends that he got an offer from somewhere else. To name all those 32 mischievous kids from BM1B did not give me any complexity. I could remember all of their names because it so happen to be my favorite class. At the very beginning of the semester I had a different reflection upon this group. They seemed to be very hard to handle. I felt uneasy when I first attended the class. However when I started to know the youths in that class, the uneasy feeling was automatically amended to favoring them. To begin with, Hadi and Nizam who were always picking up my laptop and projector from the office to class, Amar the messenger of the class, (he would be the one who spread the news of cancelled or delayed class to the whole group) Little Poet Muhaimin whom I believe could turn to a great poet one day… hikhikhik… Good looking Farhan - the son to a police officer, a very quiet Kelantanese girl that is Farhana, (she refused to speak even in her speaking exam) Izhar - the fan of Tores and Hafizzudin and Zuhairi who could not be parted. Syed Ali Imran – thanks for the jeruk you brought from Penang. The charming Nabeeli, Mr Bright - Ikraam, Nasrul the tough fatherly guy, the easy going Izyan (I guess that was why her pet name is Easy) Farah & Afiqah the diligent girls in the front row, Syazana or Angah who talked a lot, she always quarrel with her friend Zamira or Aben whose nick name derived at the field when she was playing hockey (but I did not know the real story) sweet Nadia the future policewoman, Mira who loves to laugh, good girls of mummy’s choice Lela and Nira, Sarawakian Salfarina who wanted to become a businesswoman one day, Nazira, Shuhada, Liyana and her bestest friend Widad, Hamka the prudent, the singing bird Ayu (however she turned down my hope to see her singing during our Eid Gathering.. you owe me girl!), the English Speaking Hidayat whose language if far far far better than the others in that class (err ye ke..?) Saiful Mujaddeed – I would love to call him Mujaddeed because it sounds so mannish but everyone called him Saiful so I had no option…and finally, not to disregard Ain who is so gentle, so rajin and very soft spoken young lady in the class. They were all fine, they were all good. They were so etched in my mind and they were my beloved learners…
Huhuhu.. I could only finish 3 classes.. perhaps will continue with the other two soon… HMM HOPE I DID NOT MISS ANY HERE... HIKHIK...
One semester taught me a lot of things. New fresh learners to be edified.hehehe… I got all the fresh youngsters. The part 1 students.. I taught BEL 120, the Consolidating Language Skills. 4 classes for the beginning, BM1A, BM1B, OM1D and the CS1. Just about 80 people. Just before the mid sem break I got another class to add on the four which made the total students of mine this sem 118. The OM1C is actually under a colleague’s surveillance. But she went missing weeks before she leave for maternity. Everybody was anguished with her absent. No one could find her, the students came to DEL almost everyday with enquiries about their class. Since the mid sem assessment would take place instantaneously after mid sem break, the CC decided to distribute her workload to other lecturers. Because I taught BEL 120, so the 120 class came to me.
The smallest number of students that I had was 7 people from the CS1. Hayati, Fatin, Liyana, Husna and Husni with the two gents Arif and Hafiz. Managing a small class was easier thought than done. The response was totally different from teaching a large class. Nevertheless the CS class was fun and the lesson normally ended earlier..hikhikhik…
The BM1A students were very playful especially the young men in the front line. Being 18 was the time when you have everything to be done frivolously. Perhaps because of they are switching from teenagers to adolescents. I would never forget (or won’t forget for at least for another 2 following semesters) the silent Syeds,(there were 2 Syeds in this class) good mummy’s boy Jai, Asyraf the good speaker, Hazim, Hizazi, my favorite Ainuddin (I don’t favor him much now.. hehehehehe he only did well in his speaking test), Zainal Haziq who got the highest in grammar test, Izzat the good boy, Zahin and Dzul the two best friends who always late to my class, Kamal and Shafiz who were always later than Zahin & Dzul. The girls were so nice and eager to learn. Amiira would usually make faces when the boys spew out their words louder than me, Hazirah, Shuhada and Intan the good and hardworking girls, Hidayah whom I believe the quietest girl in the class, Akmal and Fatin who were always together, while Nadia would always sit next to Atikah. Not to forget Misz who has a lot of things in her mind that I need to clarify, her side kick Munirah, the modest Nita, Ain, Aisyah and Hanis who would always take the last row in the class, (but I did not see Hanis and Aisyah for quite sometimes till the last class), Izzati the nice girl who just met with an accident and Maisyarah the shy lass who always smile when being appointed to answer questions.
This class was full of hilarity and most of the time I could not control the condition. The easiest way to make them silent was by calling one of them to replace me teaching in the front!!
Things were different with BM1B even though they were also Business Management students. Crossing the threshold of this class was the moment I have been waiting for each week. 32 students in a group was a huge class for me. One of them left the college less than a month of the lesson. I heard from the friends that he got an offer from somewhere else. To name all those 32 mischievous kids from BM1B did not give me any complexity. I could remember all of their names because it so happen to be my favorite class. At the very beginning of the semester I had a different reflection upon this group. They seemed to be very hard to handle. I felt uneasy when I first attended the class. However when I started to know the youths in that class, the uneasy feeling was automatically amended to favoring them. To begin with, Hadi and Nizam who were always picking up my laptop and projector from the office to class, Amar the messenger of the class, (he would be the one who spread the news of cancelled or delayed class to the whole group) Little Poet Muhaimin whom I believe could turn to a great poet one day… hikhikhik… Good looking Farhan - the son to a police officer, a very quiet Kelantanese girl that is Farhana, (she refused to speak even in her speaking exam) Izhar - the fan of Tores and Hafizzudin and Zuhairi who could not be parted. Syed Ali Imran – thanks for the jeruk you brought from Penang. The charming Nabeeli, Mr Bright - Ikraam, Nasrul the tough fatherly guy, the easy going Izyan (I guess that was why her pet name is Easy) Farah & Afiqah the diligent girls in the front row, Syazana or Angah who talked a lot, she always quarrel with her friend Zamira or Aben whose nick name derived at the field when she was playing hockey (but I did not know the real story) sweet Nadia the future policewoman, Mira who loves to laugh, good girls of mummy’s choice Lela and Nira, Sarawakian Salfarina who wanted to become a businesswoman one day, Nazira, Shuhada, Liyana and her bestest friend Widad, Hamka the prudent, the singing bird Ayu (however she turned down my hope to see her singing during our Eid Gathering.. you owe me girl!), the English Speaking Hidayat whose language if far far far better than the others in that class (err ye ke..?) Saiful Mujaddeed – I would love to call him Mujaddeed because it sounds so mannish but everyone called him Saiful so I had no option…and finally, not to disregard Ain who is so gentle, so rajin and very soft spoken young lady in the class. They were all fine, they were all good. They were so etched in my mind and they were my beloved learners…
Huhuhu.. I could only finish 3 classes.. perhaps will continue with the other two soon… HMM HOPE I DID NOT MISS ANY HERE... HIKHIK...
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