tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51469529832767413062024-03-05T21:09:23.762-08:00TeAChers DiArY..My world...Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-56645759020053750782009-01-01T07:30:00.000-08:002009-01-01T07:40:03.795-08:00GOODBYE 2008...WELCOME 2009<div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><div> </div><br /><div> </div><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><em>HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009...Well, 2008 has been a wonderful ride..yet there were still ups and downs in my life..however, I am so GLAD to live another year...Thank You GOD..<br /><!-- END CBOX --></em></span></strong></span>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-21592243504990230182008-12-29T07:20:00.000-08:002008-12-29T07:58:44.459-08:00...Entry INto HEAVEN<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNhXXQgHyfWEPocD2zoGtfQ1-wRY07_gY3weDmbkMf3pBgWC-jojG6ofaHCbRaIrj6HM_KKUs0CQk8rK-47-u1eIXh96vS7XZiO0LuJh7K1-wIrxPBRiXWVq1Jf8KcVSLqbB9q9aVttPl/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237798842655410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNhXXQgHyfWEPocD2zoGtfQ1-wRY07_gY3weDmbkMf3pBgWC-jojG6ofaHCbRaIrj6HM_KKUs0CQk8rK-47-u1eIXh96vS7XZiO0LuJh7K1-wIrxPBRiXWVq1Jf8KcVSLqbB9q9aVttPl/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;">....As I was surfing the net..I went across this funny story..it really made me LOL coz I didnt expect the story would be that funny..anyway, I would like to share it to all those who had time to read my simple blog...enjoy...^_^...</span></strong><br /><div><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided</em></strong></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong><em><span style="color:#33ff33;"> to change the admittance policy. The new law was, that in order to get into Heaven, you had to have a really awful day when you died. The policy would go into effect at noon the next day.</span> The next day at 12.01p.m. the first person came to the gates of Heaven. The Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, said to the man, "Before I can let you in, you have to tell me what was happening in your life the day on which you died." "No problem" the man said. "I came home to my 25th floor apartment during my lunch hour and found my wife half-naked. I thought she was having an affair, but her lover was nowhere in sight. Immediately, I began searching for him. </em></strong></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>My wife was shouting at me as I searched the apartment. Just as I was going to give up the search, I looked out onto the balcony and saw that there was a man hanging over the edge by his fingertips! Well, I ran out onto the balcony and jumped on his finger until he fell to the ground. But he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall, and he didn't die! I was so mad that I went back inside to fetch something that I could throw at him. Strangely, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. So I unplugged it, pushed it to the balcony and tipped it over the side. It fell the 25 storeys and crushed the man. Unfortunately all this excitement was too much and I had a heart attack and died instantly!!" The Angel sat and thought for a moment. Technically, the man did have a bad day. It was a crime of passion. So he announced "Okay, sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and let him in. <span style="color:#66ffff;">A few seconds later the next person came up. The Angel said, "Before I can let you enter I need to know what was happening to you on the day you died." "No problem" said the second man. "But you are not going to believe this!! I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure, so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress. I think that I got a little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But suddenly this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, swears at me, and jumps on my fingers! Well, I fell and just before I hit the ground, I landed in some trees or bushes which broke my fall. But I didn't die immediately. As I am lying there, looking up, unable to move, and in great pain, I notice the crazy man push his REFRIGERATOR off the balcony. It falls 25 floors and lands on top of me killing me instantly!" The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as the man finishes his story. "I think I like this new policy" he says to himself. "Okay," say the Angel to the second man."Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven." and he lets the man enter.</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">A few seconds later, a third man comes up to the gates. The Angel says "Please tell me how you died."The third man says, "You will never believe this. I am naked, hiding inside a refrigerator..."</span></em></strong></span><span style="color:#3333ff;"><br /></span></p></span><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></p><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br /></div><!-- END CBOX --></div><br /></div>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-91568871483251710792008-12-29T07:07:00.000-08:002008-12-29T07:19:01.427-08:00The way we are...<div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>We are born with two eyes in front because we must not always look behind, but see what lies ahead, beyond ourselves.</em></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>We are born to have two ears - one left, one right - so we can hear both sides, collect both the compliments and criticisms, to see which are right.</em></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>We are born with a brain concealed in a skull. Then no matter how poor we are, we are still rich, for no one can steal what our brain contains, packing in more jewels and rings than you can think.</em></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>We are born with <span style="color:#cc33cc;">two eyes</span>, <span style="color:#3333ff;">two ears</span>, but <span style="color:#ff0000;">one tongue</span>. For the tongue is a sharp weapon, It can <span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;">hurt</span>, <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;">flirt</span>, <span style="color:#66ffff;">kill</span></span>.</em></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>Remember our motto: talk less, listen and see more.</em></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>We are born with only one heart, deep in our ribs.It reminds us to appreciate and give love from deep within</em></strong></span>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-79039257593771842932008-12-24T04:56:00.000-08:002008-12-24T05:16:57.751-08:00Balik-harap!<div id="cboxdiv" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><!-- END CBOX --><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">You know i always wonder why i trust you </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Why i give you second chances </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">You forget that you let me know </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">all the info i need to seek the truth </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">To read your statements, your lies </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Why you think i won't find out when i always do puzzles me</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I'm not as stupid as you are I will always find out.</span></strong> </div>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-74280622265787081302008-12-24T04:43:00.000-08:002008-12-24T04:53:21.060-08:00....Reallyyyy Bz...hate it...!!!<div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="LINE-HEIGHT: 0; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><br /></div>Recently...i had no time for blogging...I thought that during this holiday I would relax and be happy..however, it didnt happen that way. My life and schedule are packed with work..work and work...its hardly to find me at home...(well, bz women kan..wakkakka) however, i envy those who managed to spend their holidays to the fullest..pity me..huhuhuhTeachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-32166421214246979022008-11-17T05:27:00.000-08:002008-11-17T05:30:07.867-08:00Just got a message from Dina..she told me that Mrs. Mairie passed away this morning..I was shocked as during that time I was cooking...she was a great and sporting person..anyway, wish she would RIP and one day meet again in a place call HEAVEN..Amen..Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-47712790960792456012008-11-17T01:53:00.001-08:002008-11-17T02:00:00.649-08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"> It seems that I’m becoming more frustrated as life goes on this year. There are so many changes going on in my life that it’s causing me to be angry, yet depressed at the same time. People are expecting too much out of me lately that it’s causing me to become more emotional than I use to be. I try to hide it as much as I can when I’m around my friends, but it’s killing me from the inside that I can’t cry. All I want to do is cry and release all this anger that I’m feeling, but it just stays bottled up inside.<br /> Even at this very moment it feels like the world is coming to an end as I’m going to break down at any time. I really want people to lay off and let me have some free space. I’m sure a lot of people go through what I do on a daily basis, but if you have emotional problems, well it’s just hard to cope with. It comes to the point where my heart just can’t take it anymore. Then other problems start to form that cause even more stress and it just keeps piling up.<br /> Recently, I was shocked by a bad news that one of my friend “backstab” me..it was very painful to know. I’ve known this person for quite some time and to be honest I know some of her secrets. One thing about me, I don’t like telling people or my parents about the negative side of my friends. I think that is her life and her problem. Why do we need to tell our parents about who our friends are dating???what do I get???Pleassseeee la!!!!! What hurts the most..”Like father like daughter” soooooooooooooooooooooooo…busy body with peoples life when he doesn’t even know with who her daughter is dating and sleeping around with..and does he know that her daughter smokes???guess he doesn’t..mayB he thinks her daughter is like an angel..”soooo good to be true”. In front of the father she becames sooooo holy and behind the father…whoa, not only two but perhaps 10 ‘tanduk’ oredi!!<br /> I bet she talked bad things about me to the father. It didn’t end until there, her father talked bad things about me to his colleagues and one of his colleagues was my uncle..(gotcha)..it really hurts tho..really2 do..I dunno if I could ever talk to her anymore..coz I really2 hate backstabbers..hope she enjoys doing what she did..the only thing I could ever hope for is hoping for her to GTH!!The world can be a very cruel place if you don’t know what you’re doing. </span></strong>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-24470042233612455472008-11-12T22:20:00.000-08:002008-11-12T22:37:29.912-08:00..Year-End Lunch TVRC...<div><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;">....Yesterday we had our Year-end Lunch at TVRC...it was great. The fun part is the eating part...When everyone was busy taking the foods, Me, Siah, Farah, shirley,and Cikgu Rosneh was busy "tapauing" the cakes..Cikgu Suzie was also busy "tapauing" but not the cakes but the foods...After eating, as usual...me, Farah and Sam was so eager to take some pictures..so, we did. At first I thought it was only 3 of us who was interested in taking pictures...suddenly the...tang..tang..tang...it ended to be 'US"...hehhehehhe....</span></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268025725926800994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmdHF3-scFW12S9NngezDXlOHvZBubPzdtkWKKBs2sQOlhpIIhMJ0WeCDVedwHsAIfRZ7BuIod-YUpK07zdBULYVV7b7dUZibxzVmbj-izuJO2Yp-rRmO757lNkaEW5avhFqVkczBD7T7/s320/IMG_2192.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center">~Miss.Farah, Miss.VV, Mrs. Suzie, Mrs.Sue, Mrs.Ivy, Miss Shane~</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268027053398255986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJ-TmBNsCoSFDi2lJFj96wixKMiKTQsvqeqSc_6CWLf8V7ZGRBzV3YwhmP9n3zs6_be2h5RtVVFt82b8SpkdCG2gy7b1KPdhDorrkAEhVFcS-aGFkJWStpE_0jVMrQsQzyEvAM5YgKHZ0/s320/IMG_2193.JPG" border="0" /></p><div align="center">Tada.....sepa paling bergaya?????<br /></div><p align="center"></p>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-63568991064903750142008-11-12T21:40:00.000-08:002008-11-12T21:52:58.023-08:00...Random meme...Found this meme at <a href="http://arewethereyetmom.com/">Are We There Yet Mom</a> and I tagged myself. <br /><br />1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4.<br />=From "A treasury of Love Poem" ..(line4) " Whereas May was in his pride"<br /><br />2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.<br />=I can touch Saripa..(bayaya tuh..wakkak)<br /><br />3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?<br />=The 8.00 pm news TV3<br /><br />4. Without looking, guess what time it is?<br />=1.45 pm..<br /><br />5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?<br />=1.42pm<br /><br />6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?<br />=Cikgu Chin and Cikgu Suzie's voice<br /><br />7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?<br />=Just now..went to the gas station to help Stella buy petrol for her new NAZA red car..<br /><br />8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?<br />=Ma own blog.."Teachers Diary"<br /><br />9. What are you wearing?<br />=Baju kurung...<br /><br />10. Did you dream last night?<br />=Yes but I forgot oredi what I dreamt..<br /><br />11. When did you last laugh?<br />=Just now wif stella in her car..<br /><br />12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?<br />=(I’m in the office) A clock, a filing cabinet, time table<br /><br />13. Seen anything weird lately?<br />=Not really.<br /><br />14. What do you think of this quiz?<br />=Like it!<br /><br />15. What is the last film you saw?<br />=James bond -Quantum of solace...buring tu wayang..<br /><br />16. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?<br />=I’d pay every debt, mine and my parent’s. Then I’ll take all my siblings and parents and my family to a great vacation, preferably in Europe.<br /><br />17. Tell me something about you that few people dunno.<br />=I am insecure with my appearance…wakkakakak...<br /><br />18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?<br />=Close the gap between the rich and the poor and wipe out the middle class.<br /><br />19. Do you like to dance?<br />=I LOVE to dance.<br /><br />20. George Bush.?<br />=Enough already.<br /><br />21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?<br />= Violet Annabelle...<br /><br />22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?<br />= Alvey Veroy<br /><br />23. Would you ever consider living abroad?<br />=wish I cud..Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-26905556394872697482008-11-12T19:49:00.000-08:002008-11-13T18:34:40.066-08:00....Poem Writing...<span style="color:#ffff66;"><strong>What is the meaning of friendship??It looks easy to define but for each and every one of us has a different definition. During one of my class with my form 1 Bestari students, I showed them this poem and asked them to read aloud. Each and every students in the class was asked on what they understand about the poem and how they define 'friends or friendship'. Well, its true...they have different opinions. It was very interesting to discuss with these 13 year old students. As a teacher I have learnt many things from these kids..</strong></span><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>To have a friend is to be a friend,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>that's how the saying goes.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>so follow these things I have to say,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>or your life will fill with woes.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>Never whisper or gossip about your friends</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>at work or school or play.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>And be kind to everyone you meet,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>each and every day.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>But most important</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>Be sure you never take your friends for granted.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>Because having good friends around you,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong><em>Will make your life enchanted.</em></strong></span></div><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">....after the lesson, i asked some of my students to write a poem..some students were very eager to write the poem. I asked them to write a poem about friendship and here were a few poems which they wrote...</span><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>Friendship is a quiet in the park,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>with the one you trust,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>you become the light,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>that always shine bright in my life,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>throught the darkness night,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>when I need someone for help,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>you always be there for me,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>And I know that you will always care,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>Thank you for being my best friend.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>(Eva Hanny Juanis-1 Bestari 2008)</strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong>Friend is a light that shine on us,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong>also our daily inspirations.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong>Always make us smile,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong>and make us laugh.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong>Helping other friend to win, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong>success person they become at last.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong>(Davrine Milon-1 Bestari 2008)</strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>Friendship is not a work,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>that need to be done,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>but it is about having fun.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>Friends come from many religions,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>also from all nation,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>helping others be successful</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>and to win.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>Always smile and be happy,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>because friendship can make us feel better.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>(Davrine Milon-1 Bestari 2008)</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong></strong></span></div>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146952983276741306.post-85944729949702247002008-11-12T19:33:00.000-08:002008-11-13T19:00:02.481-08:00Finally I'm blogging<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>...Sitting in da staffroom..im so bored! all the teachers were very busy walking here and there asking if any of the teachers has finished the Year-end reports...well, as for me..i'm just sitting at ma place surfing the net...its not that i dont have any reports to do...just that i am too tired and lazy to even open the files..wakakkakka(evil laugh)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>..Just now i was YM-ing wif Getz..we were chatting about our life and students..then, suddenly sumething went on ma mind<span style="color:#33ff33;">..."</span><span style="color:#33ff33;">ermm..why dont i start blogging???at least i can reduce ma stress"</span>......so, I did..</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>.....I have been signing in this blogger.com for a long time..but i never had the chance to post or write a blog..this new working life has change me internally and externally...the worst part is, sometimes I dont even have time for my own self...i dun even like to see ma own self in da mirror..in BM we say it as "Tidak Terurus"..is it???wakkakak(loud laugh)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>...Next week, finally i could breath..bring ma self away from this place called <span style="color:#ffcc00;">TAMBUNAN</span>...cant wait to be back in ma place called <span style="color:#cc33cc;">KOTA KINABALU</span>...</strong></span>Teachers Diaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09896754862194970202noreply@blogger.com1