Blowing the candle.

10th May was Islam's 20th Birthday so today we planned a small surprise party for her.

It all started when Bz texted Islam to come over her house to revise something. And everything falls into place and our surprise was a success!

Mr K and i bought a cheese-cocktail cake at Makcik Bakeshop (with 5 cherries =p haha) and also drinks. Our journey took us here and there around the shops in gadong.

(left to right) Miss T- yang berhormat dayang perasa dan pembasuh pinggan, Bz- yang berhormat puan penasihat dapur, Mr B- yang berhormat awang pengupas bawang dan Mr K- Yang berhormat awang penggaul masakan dan pembasuh pinggan. HAHAHA. We went to Buz house 2 hours before Islam came. My car was parked at Buz's grandma's house to avoid suspicion and we helped in the kitchen. This is our kitchen team =p *kicks gordon ramsay's ass*

Simple food was prepared and Buzz went out to fetch Islam while the three of us wait with our cake. We were palpitating heavily-nervous-waiting for her =p HAHAH kami plang nervous.. And when islam came... BAAA! HEPI BDAY TO U! She was sooo surprised. yess.

Happy 20th Islam.

After that, we indulged. (i am so tired to upload all so u can just look at Mr K's blog for our pictures where we looked so high on cake)

Selepas itu kami memanyap makanan. Mereka bertiga menjadi tukang lap lap pinggan.

While saya membasuh lagi...almaklum.. YB dayang pembasuh pinggan kali ah. Sbnr nya Mr K, YB awang pembasuh pinggan pun ada bah tapi saya terluan sibuk kan mbasuh pinggan sehingga tidak terambil gambar nya.=p Banar2 ya menggasa pinggan jua kamu haha.

Us chilling before our usual session.

Which ofcourse was KARAOKE =D hehehe (and...i don't usually sit as ganas as that =p HAHAHAH) We bought new karaoke cds...fun babeh. Ofcourse we took video of the scene where we shocked islam but that will be posted later. And Amal... the video is especially for you. (wait till we figure out how to post it here.)

Until then. Nites. Salam. KAN TIDO KU BAHH.orang atu tido dah ah.

Pause,

Something is bothering my mind.

I feel bad. I am a terrible person. I am damn selfish. argh. Just when i thought i have sorted things out, everything falls back into chaos. I am pausing. For this while, i have been clicking the pause button. And its not easy to do so.

And i refuse to water the plant..yet it grows bigger and the roots are getting deeper. Now..can the pot contain its growth any longer.. Maybe not.

off to bed. I need a good lets-forget-everything-and wake-up-with-a-smile sleep.

As beautiful as the smile of a mother.

11 May- Mother's day.

One for the person who was always there for me for all these years, raised me to be the person i am now and the one who has given everything even when she knows she has nothing much to give. The other is for the person whose smile is my strength for living, someone whose patience i admire and one who has not stop loving even though being hurt.

I went to granma's house just now. I haven't seen her in a short while and somehow, i can feel that she was holding her tears while hugging me. It made me thought...when you have someone to protect and love, no matter how painful it is to go on, you'll still walk, laugh and live.

god bless my heart with strength, just like you blessed them with a heart of diamond.

A long stormy, spooky ride.

Read this post before you continue. Now you read my part of story. Its been 4 days after my having issued driving licence, and i'm driving like a mad girl (literally =p). But like K said, indeed last night was crazy. (in a different way..not in a roller coaster way) fyi...i still get lost easily. That is why i need someone who knows direction sitting next to me. banar.. di anggrek pun ku sasat bah.

Last night, before the meeting i was supposed to pick K and Bz. The ride to K's house was okay. But then on the way to bz, i remembered about the 'spooky dolls' being sold buzz told us and i said, "mana ya K ah..atu ah." Despite telling me not to say a word about it, he was the one who looked for it and say, "ni tiq di sini.." No, i refuse to look at it. The simpang through Bz's road (where i saw 'something' last year was fine). Note that it was also where Bz's car suddenly stop and saw the same thing. But it was fine.. until the simpang to her house where i lost control of the break. (yes the first one yg si K teriak 'breakkk')

Then after picking Bz, went to the meeting, ate lots of mee tiaw, switch cars with my mum's Kia caren (because like i said vios break doesn't work well)...yada yada. Now i have 4 people to send home: Shar, D,Bz and K. Shar was the first because he lives in Gadong. Then D in Lambak. Then Bz (because i don't want to go to her place alone). And the last one was K so if anything spooky, he will see it with me too.

BUT NO. I DIDN'T SEE THAT PERSON OUTSIDE THE HOUSE. Bz was sleeping. K was at the front. It was Bz turn to be sent home. That's when i heard K said, "subhannaallah." I was curious so i looked at him. He was staring so sharply to the house right next to me that it freaks me out to even look at him. Outside Bz's house, K changed the radio to mengaji. (since the other stations won't work) If there is someone outside the house, i would've seen it on the way because my eyes wander too that night. NO K. I didn't see someone siram bunga.

Actually, i do saw something but i was thinking it was probably someone riding a bicycle. Masa kan kluar simpang 4 Bz to B's way, i saw someone riding a bike cross infront of me fastly. The ride to K's home was probably scary because it was raining heavily and i couldn't see that well. I was going 40km/hr man! After K, i went a little faster like 60 because the rain stopped. While going back to my place, i continuously recited the ayat kursi. Because the there was a few cars left that late night and i remembered my mum told me to read it so that we will not see things that will danger us..mcm kna tutup ka apa mata tani, kna confuse ka apa.

When i reached salambigar traffic light, my car was the only car there. Kamu tau kan yg traffic yang kan turun bukit sikit atu arh umah hayley (taman kianggeh ah). Yatah i was thinking of something that made me stop reciting the ayat kursi. Ytaah at that veryy moment ayat kursi ku terputus, from my side mirror i saw two 'person' crossing the road (arh yg slightly hilled). I'm pretty sure one was old. But i am not sure if what i saw is real because to the left...was nothing but trees.

I reached home at 12 midnight thank god safe and sound. And told my mum about vios break and my mum told me....it was fine when she rode it. My question is...what happened to my break right after looking for the spooky dolls and the meeting?

Random morning.

Glad to know someone is better today.

Anyways, i actually wanted to post this yesterday but since i was so tired, i cancelled it. While talking with Mul about interviews, i remembered a friend told me that she was asked about Brunei slang. Haha and we found this last night- brunei dictionary. There are a lot of Brunei words/slang complete with meanings. I came across that particular word (i know someone would know what i mean) too but its too kuning and i am not a kuning person =p HAHAH. And this:

Arang-arang
meaning:moaning in pain or pleasure
eg:kanyamanan tah ia tu kan kediaku mun udah arang-arang nyman nya....

Is it just me or does the example seems errr wrong.=p


owh owh and this.

Yo
meaning: calling someone or talking to someone
example: 1) yo, bhapa ko yo? 2) gila yo dimalam ah, score hattrick ku yo

Babu A!~

I hope their interview goes well. =)

2.44 am and I can't sleep. Just something is bothering my mind.

Wandered around looking for that little blue book. I've been looking for it for days. I thought i've lost it. And now when i really need it, i found it. Years ago, i wrote a poem in that book. Maybe poem is not a good term. Maybe a poetic prayer is-it starts with tuhanku and ends with makbulkanlah doa ku. The poem..years ago, i've only read it a few times. Yet, god answered my prayers. I noticed. Perhaps i was very sincere back then. So sincere that my prayers have been heard.

I just don't know what happened this time. No matter how much i have asked, i still can't see the light of what i'm asking for. Is it because i'm not sincere enough. Or my prayers are not well versed. That's why i've been looking for this poem- a well versed prayer. Maybe if i start reading it tomorrow, the day after....and so on. I'll get my answer. I've had it. I don't want to betray my self anymore with all those retaliation when i know i can't fight it.


But. Somehow. I find it hard. For now. I want to let it be. I know i shouldn't argh. Its all mixed up in my head. I better sleep.

Don't mind me. Don't bother about this post. i know you won't understand it anyway. I intend it to be that way- cryted from your understanding.

A rollercoaster ride with me.

SAYA LETIH. tapi nyanyat. Three days after i took my issued driving licence. Three days of dangerous amateur driving. Apa hon hon...baru kali ku drive ah. Sama aku mudah panik keluar dri simpang =S Sama sama aku lebih panik kalau orang BETERIAK siring ku! (i.e Bz and D) =p Kena sumpah saja ku ne dalam 3 ari ani. What to do? I am new in this thing and one can't expect me to drive smoothly in a short while. Today Bz and D went for another rollercoaster ride with me. haha. Honestly, the incident that sticks the most to my mind was

T: i luv you...i luv you... (kepada orang putih baik hati yg bagi aku jalan time nada org brunei kan bagi aku jalan di simpang)

Bz: TIQ.. KERITAAAAA!!!!!! (mliat orang brunei laju jalan nya dari lane sbalah)

T,Bz n D: AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!. (beteriak panik sbb orang brunei inda bagi jalan)

Miss T amat bersyukur sehingga berkata i luv you kepada orang yang bagi jalan dan terlupa utk melihat lane sebalah =/ moral of the story: spread the luv on the road babeh. Orang brunai ani ah..jgn kan karit2 bagi jalan ani.

Balasan pantun utk K:
Memang ku berani jalan2,
walau kena hon inda pandai jara,
dari jerudong ke kiulap ke giant,
berteriak bisdia 'keseronokan' aa =p

Ps- rugi babu A alum merasai saya driving ah.

Will there still be any Orang Utans three years from now?

Speechless. For a species blessed with a mind that can think sensibly, some humans can be bloody stupid. So much for being called the intelligent species.

Disclaimer: Taken from BB online



This handout picture taken November 19, 2007 shows a volunteer carrying a dead orangutan in Kalimantan province. One of the biggest populations of wild orangutans on Borneo will be extinct in three years without drastic measures to stop the expansion of palm oil plantations, conservationists said. AFP

"JAKARTA (AFP) - One of the biggest populations of wild orangutans on Borneo will be extinct in three years without drastic measures to stop the expansion of palm oil plantations, conservationists said Wednesday. "For Central Kalimantan, the species will be gone as soon as three years from now," Centre for Orangutan Protection director Hardi Bhaktiantoro told a press conference.

More than 30,000 wild orangutans live in the forests of Indonesia's Central Kalimantan province, or more than half the entire orangutan population of Borneo island which is shared between Indonesia, Malaysia and Brunei.

Experts believe the overall extinction rate of Borneo orangutans is nine per cent per year, but in Central Kalimantan they are disappearing even faster due to unchecked expansion of palm oil plantations. "The expansion of palm oil plantations is wiping out entire habitats and unless the government takes drastic measures to protect these orangutan sanctuaries there is no way to reverse the trend," Bhaktiantoro said.

He showed pictures taken in November of dead orangutans being carried out of new plantations in Central Kalimantan, where they are hunted as pests to prevent them eating palm seedlings.

Orangutans are found only on BORNEO and SUMATRA and are listed as ENDANGERED by the Swiss-based World Conservation Union, the paramount scientific authority on imperilled species.

It says numbers of the ape have fallen by well over 50 per cent in the past 60 years as a result of habitat loss, poaching and the pet trade. Indonesia has already lost 72 per cent of its 123 million hectares (304 million acres) of ancient rain forest due to frenzied logging and burning of peatland for agriculture, according to Greenpeace figures.

But the recent growth in demand for palm oil from food, cosmetic and biofuel companies is putting more pressure on orangutan habitats, swathes of which lie outside conversation areas. "The deforestation rate in the area (Central Kalimantan), especially for conversion to palm oil plantation is extremely high," Bhaktiantoro said.

President Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono was keen to trumpet his government's efforts to save the orange apes as Indonesia hosted the UN-sponsored world climate conference in December. He used the occasion to unveil a scheme called the Orangutan Action Plan designed to stabilise orangutan populations and habitat by 2017 and promote sustainable forest management."


Why can't we just take pride in our Orang Utans like the Aussies take pride in their Kangaroos and Koalas or China with their Pandas? Our Orang Utans are dying- not of diseases but because of our actions. Now will there still be any Orang Utans three years from now- only we can answer that.

Just a thought.

Just finished talking with Bz on the phone. And our converstion about a few certain things made me think again:

Why do we have to love and hurt. Or hurt to love? Its almost as if its better not to love at all but humans are born with emotions and love makes the most part. Isn't there any place at all, where we can love and not hurt? Maybe that's why i'm still running. Because i know the things you think i don't. And if its best to hide, i'll hide.

To someone, I apologise for our actions or inactions. We didn't mean that way if it hurts you so. If you want to love then love. We never tried to seperate. What power do we have when love is god's gift. In one way or another...you're still our girl. =')



I've decided..But can i cage this any longer? or will it break free and burn me?

Congratulations. editted//

Disebabkan Mr K sangat kambang, baca latest post nya- terpaksa ku edit =p

I was on my way to land transport today to collect my ISSUED DRIVING LICENCE *eyebro*. I went online through Ebuddy because i thought that if Mr. K was online i'd tell him that i'm on my way to collect my ISSUED DRIVING LICENCE (gila..i just love saying that) hahaha kan mengambang ku bah. Awu inda lagi ku driving illegal. That is when someone gave me A BIG SHOCK. Awu TEKAJUT KU BANAR sbb aku tu kan mengambang bah arh Mr K skali tiba2 muncul di dpn mata. haha capi bnr eh.. Since he dedicated this post for me, i'm gonna do the same.

Picture stolen from his blog. INDA KU TAHAN MLIAT HAHAHAHA!

Congrats to Mr K for passing his driving test. hehehehehehe. Memang saya gembira =p tapi ya lagi gembira...He was so happy he couldn't fill in the green form.

7th May 2008: we've got another driver. xp i hate parking *hint* and i get sleepy when i'm in the car *hint hint*

Balasan pantun Mr K:

iski ku tadi menunggu lesen ku,

onlineku kan ngambang arh mu tdi,

tau2 ada u dengan senyum manismu,

kan gugur jantung ku ko kajuti.

Apa pula i yang pandu,

u naik bukit lancar ah,

kena hon ku tadi drive sorang nu,

malu2 konon..mun mau drive taah.

HAHAHAHA hepii eh dpt drive ani

Saat bahagia

editted// Honestly, yesterday when we sang lagu Mengapa by nicky astria, i just felt so sentimental all of the sudden. I really enjoy it much because you can feel our togetherness when we all sang/shout.

And and this lyric just shoots my heart like a bullet. It kills.


Kisah cinta kita.. Kini ku lagukan...Tulus ikhlas dari hati ini. Moga dikau mengerti. Haruman dirimu. Senyuman di wajahmu. Di dalam matamu ada daku.Ku rasa bersyukur...Ditemukan denganmu...Alangkah indahnya tersusun....Jiwamu di dalam jiwaku. Inikah dikata.. saat bahagia. Sehati sejiwa untuk selamanya...Inikah dikata indahnya dunia. Walau sementara. Menjadi bermakna. Disatukan jiwa bersama merasa..Walau begitu kita seharusnya lebih memahami. Mengharungi rintangan yang meminggir. Oh.. sayang perjalanan begini. Kita hadapi hingga kan ke akhirDi saat ini. Perasaan ini ku laguKu nyanyikan keputusan di hati. Di saat ini... ingin ku dengarkan darimu. Perasaanmu tentang kisah ini....

I've been playing (repeating) this song for like....err more that 30 times just tonight/morning. this song goes for...(napa kamu mau aku dedicate utk kamu?? =p hahaha) awu baah this song goes to all the people who have made me laugh or cry with happiness.

Saya sayang!

Maybe it'll all go away tommorow.

Tell me if i should get a check up. Here goes my story:

Anyone who knows me will definitely know that i love chili. I mean red or green cili PADI. Over the years my tongue has become numb to spices that some chili sauce just taste like sour tomato sauce. Yes, i am aware that its bad for my stomach and my intestines. However, spicy foods has become my daily supplement.

Actually, i have another favourite- sour plums or sambui. I have my own supply in the fridge and i indulge into it almost everyday (almost!). You see, i can eat up to three to four times a day. When my aunt, who had to take gastric medicine due to her stomach ulcer a few years ago, told me that sour plums can damage the stomach walls, i tried to cut down my intake to one or two a day =D. Well that is also because i had diarrhoea for about 5 days after too much of chili + sour plums - the experience from which i learnt that chili + sour plums is not a good combination. Pandai jara.

Lately, my gastric attacks became frequent. My buddy, dina ask me if i get gastric easily if i left my stomach empty for just a few hours and i said yes. She said,"bwoh...mikin nipis tu parut mu ah." Maybe, she's got her point. I was thinking for a few days now that maybe i have caused my stomach to become extra sensitive. Like yesterday, i ate black peppered fried rice and i had to sleep with my body curled up into a ball. Its just black pepper!.. and yet i had a stomach ache. Or like last week when i couldn't even stand up straight for the whole day. Owh and yes, the intestine part of my abdomen.. is in pain for a few days now. At some times, i feel like its going to tear apart. Even now, there are some occasional pain (macam tajam-tajam arh my intestinal part) but the foods i ate today have never caused pain to my stomach.

Maybe i am worrying too much....

Waiting for the luv call.

I actually wanted to blog about the conversation at DQ which goes like this (well actually i kinda shorten this one)

DQ: Are u hungry. We have some hotdogs too.
Mr K: She's on diet. (with a background of the DQ staffs and Kg giggling and me kicking =/ ) She must reach 55kg...
Miss T: manada!
DQ: But you're body okay bah. Fit. Not so fat and not so slim. (me nodding vigorously)
Miss T: yatah bah. sexy kan
DQ: yea SEXY.

I mean...Sexy? waseh. The DQ lady made my day man.



But now i'm not so sure i feel so sexy anymore.


Just read K's blog and he's been called for oral already?! and they haven't call me! There's just about a million things going through my mind right now. Like... i hope they will call me soon. And i hope they didn't forget or misplace my name. And i hope they call me soon! And and I HOPE I GET THE SCHOLARSHIP (Amin)

Mental. I think i better sleep. This moe oral frenzy is really building up a tension around my emotions. I am just too worried i can break down anytime now. I need you too mal.

Pitcher plants belong to the forest, not in plastic bags.

I did mention going to Sunday flower market was fun didn't i? However, despite the pretty view, there were a few ugly sight as well.

Like i said, it hurts my eyes to see people taking pitcher plants and other wild plants away from its natural habitat. However, it hurts more to see it being sold- in a non-biodegradable plastic bags!

"ani baru datang ne.. tiga kali org (supplier) kemari ku panggil. Laku..." "kami ambil dri bukit ni..." The supplier went there three times just that day bringing pitcher plants in plastics. Remember, we do have reserve forests, but are these enough to prevent our local wild plant from declining in number. Maybe you would say- there many pitcher plants in the forest, why bother? But hey, imagine how many have been taken away from their home and sold during Friday and Sunday flower markets, for all these years. One can't be sure that these plants are taken care of well and wouldn't die after they were bought. This (our) environment may offer a different condition that may or may not suit these plants. I will not wait until pitcher plants are listed as an endangered species to say this: extinction is forever. Ignorance is a loss. Conservation is for the future.

And and pitcher plants belong to the forest, NOT IN PLASTIC BAGS.

Sunday 4th May 2008

4th May 2008-it was so pink....the breast cancer walkathon day =D.

After the walkathon, mum and i went to the mall and tamu bunga gadong. The fun part about going to sunday flower market was the pretty pretty flowers and the friendly vendors (yg inda karit berkongsi ilmu) and the reasonable prices and and bonsai! =D saya love bonsai. Bonsai sangat buntak dan comel. haha

And ofcourse the best part was (ehem eventhough i haven't got my issued liscence yet):

=D weee

When laughters glitters my night

Mengapa pabila akal berkata, hati ini berdusta?
Mengapa pabila ku ingin bersembunyi, jiwa meronta-ronta?
Mengapa pabila bibir mengukir senyuman, mata berkaca titisan airmata?
Mengapa pabila keputusan ini ku pilih, diri sendiri ku khianati?



feeling poetic.

The call to save indonesian forests- answered.

Remember my last post on the dissapearing forest of Indonesia due the tranformation of rainforest and peatforest to large scale massive palm oil plantation? My post entitled By 2022, we'll breath haze not air.? This little article in today's weekend Borneo bulletin edition caught my eyes: Greenpeace welcomes moves to save Indonesia's forest. (its on page 23)

*claps hands!*

-Excepts taken from Greenpeace international-

(The sharp contrast between the pristine rainforest and the area destroyed to make way for palm oil plantations in Indonesia.)

International — Despite insisting a week ago that they wouldn’t be bounced into taking action, Unilever boss, Patrick Cescau performed a swift about turn today and announced that his company is supporting our call for a moratorium – a complete halt – on rainforest destruction in Indonesia.

A moratorium would buy time, and allow proper regulations to be put in place that protect the rainforest in years to come. Unilever’s announcement is potentially good news for orang-utans and for the climate. Speaking at the May Day Climate Change Summit attended by Prince Charles and the UK Prime Minister Gordon Brown, he also promised that all of Unilever’s palm oil would be sustainably sourced by 2015. Although we’ve already warned him that promises of sustainable palm oil will amount to nothing unless Unilever’s suppliers stop trashing Indonesia’s rainforests. Now we want to see some of the other big palm oil buyers, like Nestle and Procter & Gamble, join with Unilever to create change on the ground.

Only last week, we launched a new campaign asking Unilever, the company behind some of the world’s most famous brands including Dove, to join us in pushing for a moratorium on rainforest destruction in Indonesia.

Click on the image above for more details. And thank you for the people who supported. And and this fact shocked me really: It’s estimated that over 1600 orang-utans were killed on palm oil plantations in 2006 alone. =/ not good!

Makes me want to get a new hair cut.

Today was one of those days i woke up feeling hellish. Menstrual cramps plus gastric is really not something i want to experience everyday. Anyways, speaking of driving, I DO DRIVE eventhough i haven't got my liscence yet. Only at night though. Like K said, romantic jua. hahaha Actually, its because there is less cars at night. And I still drive like a rollercoaster. wee.

oh wahai cikgu mr K,

laju2 tah test kan ia,

batah ya krg gagaran ane,

bnr nya aku malas drive ba.

Awu, pantun ku inda abis2 tapi cemana jua, org atu inda mau alah. Btw someone had his new hair cut. Read here. HAHAHA this blog made my day. hahahaha especially the last part. can't stop smiling.

tersenyum terketawa ku mliat mu,

rambut tajam ala ala pelakun atu,

udah atu nampak kurus lagi you,

makan bnyk2 lu ah baru tah toning nu.

Presenting...rambut baru:

Okay. My first reaction was: MACAM C WU CHUN AH. He replied at his blogpost (the one that made me laughed my ass off): ok dats funny...hahahahaa...weellll i guess she LOVES it. AHAHAHAHA.. =P

hahahahaha cecapi. Tapi cuba kamu compare.

HAHAHA kan sama! =p

editted//

and

????? ( you wish! =p)

though

.....


I do think

.....


K looks better than WC. =p



PS- inda ku brapa minat bah c WC ani.

Agar agar gadong.

I miss my grandmother.

This morning, i bought some agar from the hospital's canteen. I love agar. Sometime ago, when i was still a small kid, my late grandfather, my grandma and i went to smart (when it was still at lambak). I wanted to eat agar so i ask my grandma to make one. She told me she doesn't know how to and i remembered i showed her the ways at the back of the packet. That afternoon, she made the agar. She asked me what colour do i want it to be and i said green because i love green.

Ever since then until i went into my form six years, she would always call me and said, "nini kan buat kan ko agar nong... mok gadong ka kalas."

Still, my agar-agar would turn out to be warna gadong everytime. I realise i haven't been around her lately. Kena kepung singa. Just now before the gang and i went to fetch D, i saw kerita singa at my nini's house. I'll wait till jpd issued my liscence then i'll drive her around. On a random note, I feel like learning her language. Having inherited her Chinese looks is just worthless if i don't bring with me her roots right? And no, i don't mean i want to learn chinese because she doesn't speak chinese =p

wherever you are or how far we have been seperated...you're still my strength.

Berpesta.

Beware: inappropriate language is used. I'm legal. heck =p

I went to tuition last night. Bedudun. The maam was there at first and ofcourse the place became so quiet. After she left- pesta! Haha we shared chicken rice and ordered pizza. I actually chatted (begila) with c Khairul (fadzil) earlier and we want to discuss about the time and place to watch movies haha. Kan liat Poc and Cong. My colleague shortened Pocong 3 to Poc and Congkak to Cong. And imagine how it sounds- eh minggu ani tani mliat Poc, minggu dpn meliat Cong g. hahaha Nya Fadzil, separuh separuh kamu mliat atu. den one of my colleague said, bah mliat Pong tani. We laughed. She shortened Poc and Cong to Pong. haha Then Fadzil ckp, mcm atu mcm yg nda menjadi tu. My question: Who actually thinks about the two horror movies and not being dirty when you read this? =p

In the midst of laughter and Nasi ayam/pizza sharing, i realised something. These people i ate with, I just met them 2 months ago and now we're eating from the same plate. Being there with them feels so much like being at home. I love going to tuition because of them and the crazy students. However, the maam and her stupid management ways are driving me (us) crazy. I'm afraid that the longer i work there the sooner i will turn into someone i don't want to be. Being betrayed by her's spies made me retaliate. And you know how nasty i can be. I feel like quitting but i want to leave and close the door with all these people.

Beyond this cage i saw, people with beautiful beautiful souls.