2006

I went to PKV's Malam Suai Kenal last Wednesday and of course I had to look back 3 years ago when 'lets begin the semester with a BANG! (new beginning, new aspirations, new needs, new goals)' was my first PKV project. So for the first time sitting there as a graduating senior, I began to emo and at the same time wonder why must I get older so FAST.

I still remember Yew Kong telling me how everything was finally going to explode..as in my stress level was already at its max and I was ready to explode anytime.Oh boy..

And this was 3 years after 2006..

It was Clarence's turn this year.

Good Claudia!

***

So while I was looking for the 2006 MSK pictures, I came across some pictures from the year 2006 that I will not forget for a long, long time.



Choir took up a lot of my time in my first year. We were celebrating Richard Masinor's (our choir master) birthday and it was our first time seeing him blush like a tomato.

RBS 2003 alumni at RBS 2006 graduation. The reason why I still remember this picture is because on this day I had to sit for 3 exam papers in a row: 8.30am, 11.30am and 3pm. After finishing my last paper at 5pm, I swore to myself NEVER to take 3 subjects that had exams on the same day. Oh, and this was my first time seeing him (giving his presidential speech) and him here and I had no clue I'd be seeing them in PKV one & two years later.

Among all the PKV camps, I think I enjoyed this camp in 2006 the most. And who can forget Samuel with his long and silky hair...hehe.

Trapped for a moment.

Aj loves waterdrops.

Oh hello!

Look what I found in one of my Mum's banyak pasu bunga.

And I'm sure you know that I have an uncanny interest in Kerenggas. They all look alike. Bleh

So while I was in the pursuit of Kerenggas, I found this. Moss.

Don't you have anything else better to take?

No and I'm going to have all the time I want to take pictures of every leaf, flower, insect in Mummy's garden.

because I'm done. It's finished.....

I am not a student. I am not yet a graduate. I am jobless....almost wanted to say I'm useless, but..

Usually now I'd be on my way back to my sister's place in PJ, then have dinner with her, and then get ready for Ghost. Now it's all over. Teaching Practice is over and it's a new start to something which I don't know what it is.

Ever since our dear (and donkey) Government announced the change from English to Malay in Science and Mathematics, I've been having sleepless afternoon naps. I have so much to say but it's all useless. Yes, there are pros and cons in using English to teach. There was once when I myself found it hard to teach Science in English to the Orang Asli kids...

But....

Sigh.

Change your mind set.

Students still need to learn even though it is not going be convenient for teachers like me (even though students will lose out on a lot in this stupid system).

Imagine if all teachers want convenience (in different forms), what's going to happen to our public schools? Die.

Life in a bubble.

Change. Change. Change!

I need to come out of my own bubble.

Budak.

Debs, Knocks, and some of my Orang Asli Sunday School kids.

What have I been up to on Sunday nights?

ever since I started staying at my sister's house that only has access to TV1, TV2, TV3, TV9 and 8TV?

Oh, and it's also because of Colin (front row, 2nd from the left) who was one of my teachers at Residential Bible School.

Go watch it! It's not a bad show.

:-)

Ooh..

• Two and a half weeks more and then no more 'Miss Adelene the Trainee Teacher'
• I thought Fatty Lim will be the neutral observer. Nopes. It might be Mrs OCD Sel-va-ra-nee.
• I want an A-! A better still!
• I think I really enjoy teaching Biology. Please don't give me Physics or Add Maths or PJK or Pendidikan Moral or Sivik. Pengsan.
• Reality hits H.A.R.D. but I'm still living in denial. Next week the new semester starts. What?! I'm no more a student?? Sigh.

Grace.

Dilemma.

Dear ajw,

Don't lose it.

Aih.

Broga Hill, Semenyih

Favourite Pictures.

* Stupid tiredness and...lupy.. spoiled the whole trip. :(

You and Me.

* Suddenly so many blog posts.

Maybe it is to keep me occupied.

Maybe it is to distract my mind from thinking too much.

Flare.

I don't understand

why the world needs Twitter.

Imperfect panning. I am almost there!

Sri Aman girls.

Fatty Panda.

I remember.

Are you feeling antsy?

Semester 2, 2009

sitar.claudia!finalyear'sretreat.markusng.fragments.

cry.jh.birthday.opsgegar.donkeymaths.yom

Rindu.

Organized diSO-rD**e-R

It suddenly

feels weird not to do anything. I don't have to think about studying but there is always that voice reminding me that.."Oi, Adelene, you need to study!" It's a nice kind of feeling :)

Lately, I don't feel like blogging here. I've been rather conscious of what I should say here. Gone where the days where I used to rant and ramble like nobody's business. It's none of your business anyway..hmmM.

It's just that of lately, people intimidate very easily. I don't know why.

Oh well. The spark will come soon. One day I hope so.

***

* I just deleted a very long paragraph. I think it's not right for me to vent my frustrations here. I was having a very bleh moment. *

***

This morning after the Orang Asli Satuday School, during lunch I lepak-ed with 4 orang asli girls and 1 boy at the biggest supermarket in Banting. My parents and I had KFC with them and then after that 6 of us went jalan-jalan around the place. It was a very new and humbling experience. It was good cos' the girls were quite open to share about their life.

Some of them had KFC only once, some never. They have never tried McDonalds or pizza. It is quite hard for them to go to town because it is so far. One girl has lung problem and has been skipping school. One girl spends at least RM 20 per month on handphone topups. The only boy who is standard 2 is smarter than all the bigger girls. One 11 year old girl caught me by surprise when she said the word 'UNDERSTOOD'. Why? Because it is a very LONG English word and it is in PAST TENSE.

There is hope for them, I know it.

***

I miss my college. Images of my room, my bed, my table and every corner of college, even the monkeys-they all keep appearing in my mind. Sigh. I did not have a proper goodbye. Sad.

***

Yesterday, Dad told me it was his last time driving in and out of UM, after 20 years. First he sent Tim to Mad Med school. Then Mike to Engine school. Amelia to Rock school and finally me. God has been so good to all of us. And Dad always reminds me to always seek first the Kingdom of God and ALL these things shall be added to you.

Come back to God. He will take care of you even through storms like this.

***

Monday begins a new kind of life. Work. Driving to work. Meeting colleagues. Meeting students. Doing lesson plans. Executing lesson plans. Staying at (pregnant) sister's house. Helping her in different ways. Internet-less. Astro-less.

Read. Read. Read.

***

There.

It didn't take too long for the spark to come. I ranted a bit and rambled a lot.

Friends.

You have many friends but the degree of friendship for each person is different.

You are close to some because they talk like you. They think like you. They are loud (or soft) like you. They say the things you want (and like) to listen.

You are not so close to some because they don't seem to..fit into you. They are different. When they say something, you give that look and wonder whether what they are saying makes sense. You show them the face. They don't seem to impress you. No matter how hard they try, they are still your friend but they can never be your close friend.

What is a true friend? Must you need someone who can impress you, to be your true friend? And those who can't impress you remains in that list of friends whom you only talk to when you are...extremely bored..or when the interesting friends are not around you at the moment..

***

I'm not referring to a particular

person or a group of people.

I was reflecting on my life.

At the end of the day,

my confidence does not depend on other people or on myself.

My confidence comes from God.

People may fail you but He never does.

I wasted..

1 year and 7 months.

and that is so sad.

and you're not bothered at all.

***

Wait for me....

I have a reflection coming up about my last days in UM.

Wait for me....

Cos I have a test this coming Wednesday.

SighS.

***

I think my Panda The Dog had a stroke (or my Mum accidentally pulled her chain too hard). Her head is tilted to the right and she looks so pathetic. I got a shock of my life. Why oh why. She's around 12 years old. Can you tell me it's normal for a dog to walk with her head like that?

Aiyoh.

***

My good friend adviced me (after seeing my MSN status), 'Shoot the fella who makes you feel like an idiot, and then repent'

Hehe.

:-(

Come save me please.

Kau sudah pergi...

Sayu terpisah..

Hikayat indah kini hanya tinggal sejarah

Berhembus angin rindu

Begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu

Hujan lebat mencurah kini

Bagaikan tiada henti

Kaulah laguku kau irama terindah

Tak lagi kudengari

Kau pergi.. pergi..

Sepi tanpa kata

Terdiam dan kaku tak daya kau kulupa

Apa pun kata mereka

Biarkan kenangan berbunga di ranting usia

If you are a Malaysian, you must watch Talentime.