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Having been teaching adults for the past few months, when I had to teach a group of toddlers I was a bit lost for ideas. I was suddenly clueless. Tak nak duduk diam, asyik menguit-nguit dalam air... Main-main, lompat-lompat. Hampir lemas. Lepas tu terjun lagi sekali.TAK SERIK! For the first class, I didn't know what to teach these kids. Where to start? Bubbling? Floating? Gliding? They wouldn't listen, I tell youuuu... All they wanted to do is play. Play. Play. And they wouldn't focus for long. I would ask them to watch me first but before I even finished, they would all try it already! Cikgu cikgu, macam ni ke? Cikgu cikgu, tengok ni! Cikgu cikgu.. Cikgu cikgu.. Cikgu cikgu..! Mind this; MOST OF THEM COULDN'T REACH THE BOTTOM OF THE POOL. Jengket-jengket, lompat-lompat~ So yeah, potensi untuk lemas itu ada. Cikgu, saya takut la cikgu... Cikgu, kaki saya tak sampai... Cikgu, tadi saya lemas! (Err... Bila eh?) So, for the second class... I had a NEW strategy. * * * *...

A friend just found out the guy of her dreams already have a girlfriend. She asked me if she already lose. I replied, "Sebenarnya xde yang menang, xde yang kalah. Dia boleh couple dengan siapa2 je tapi kalau bukan jodoh dia, tetap xkan kahwin jgk." (If they're not fated together, they wouldn't end up getting married no matter how.) Reading it again, I was a bit surprised. Was it really me giving that kind of advice??? Wah. Macam matang betul aje dah~ Macam matured sangat je. (A friend of mine pronounced matured as matched . Baru teringat. Heh.) Oh. Matured much la huh? But I do think it's a good advice, don't you think? It does makes sense, right...

Terapung To float on the surface of the water, you must be relaxed. Really really really relaxed... B efore swimming, you must float first. Star float, mushroom float, turtle float... You float, then you glide. And only then you can start swimming. Basically, you HAVE TO relax. Only relaxed people can survive inside the water. That's why water is the best therapy.

I'm turning into a couch potato. Everyday, Monday to Thursday... Lying on the sofa, watching TV all day long. But I do learnt a lot from watching TV. I learnt about life. Mum quotes "Tengok TV tu jangan tengok kosong je... Ambik pengajaran." Well so I did learn... That life is not as you think it is. Or precisely, things are not as what it seems to be. What you think is A , is actually really not A . What you think is B, is actually not really B. Got what I meant? In TV shows, or dramas, there always happen to be a misunderstanding. Iyala, just to add to the conflict and the climax... The one that makes you go "Ish dia ni! Padahal kan pempuan tu buat benda lain!" Like this guy here would think of this girl of that when actually this girl is doing another thing but somehow the guy interprets it negatively. Or positively. Depends. MISUNDERSTANDING. Salah faham. Okay fine. If any of you watched the drama series Nora Elena aired on TV3, there's a conflict betw...

Mum and I received a contract to teach children swimming every Saturday until the fasting month, along with three other swimming instructors. Each instructor will be given a minimum of 10 students to teach, all at the same time in the same swimming pool. The students range between 7 to 15 years old. Unlucky thing for me, my students are all standard two which means they are 8 years old. Kecik-kecik. Menguit-nguit~ Sekejap-sekejap, "Cikgu cikgu, tengok ni." ... Sekejap-sekejap, "Cikgu cikgu, macam ni eh cikgu?" ... Annoying. But cute. Yesterday on the way back from teaching, we had great fun telling each other about our students, or rather, comparing each others' class. We compared which one of us had the most challenging student. Oh yea, we did that most of the time. Apparently mum got bullied by her students. Heh. Her students are the eldest ones in the group. She told them to count until ten while she's holding her breath underwater while doing the star ...

is you get to swim in pretty pretty swimming pools! Only by using the title of a 'swimming instructor' , you get to go to many places. (provided there's a swimming pool and your student's there lah~ Hahah!) With only a Proton Satria car, we (my mum and I) are able to enter all those high class luxurious condominiums freely. You don't really get the chance to enter those places unless you have friends or relatives in there because you need to get pass the guards first. And in order to get pass the guards, most of them will need you to mention the name of the person you're about to meet. Top security, I tell you... And for someone who lives in a humble house with no swimming pool whatsoever, plus, the fact that I have no relatives or friends living in lavish condominiums, being able to enter places like these is like OMG OMG sukanyaaaaaa.....! One thing though. It's actually quite embarrassing to park this humble Proton Satria car next to luxurious and huge c...

Dear Acid Splashers, It's been fun going around Klang Valley in a motorcycle, right? I know you guys had real fun... If it's not fun, your activity wouldn't have continued for almost THREE months since the first time you played the splashing splashing acid game. I've heard that you use a plastic bottle to fill in the acid-like liquid before splashing it on us women. Hey mister, I have an even better idea. Fill the liquid in a water pistol lah ... Much easier for you to carry around. And then you can attack more women. Sambil lalu sambil tembak. Much easy, right? Then you don't have to waste time opening the cap and all. A water pistol is not that expensive, you see... Go on, get one. Or you can even buy two of them. So you can attack more women. Both right and left side. Much more effective, I tell you... Dear Acid Splashers, This is just an idea. It still depends on you whether to accept my suggestion or not. It's just an idea. Well, I just thought after 20+ v...

A picture taken on 1st January 2011 from the top of Broga Hills. I went through an emotional breakdown a few days ago while I was still having my final examination. I only had the chance to write about it now, though. Maybe I was too tired because of the exams. That's why I felt very emotional despite only small, minor things that happened. Just because a short text message, I burst into tears and was outraged. Seriously. I was really outraged until the point of smashing things. Lucky thing the roommate came in so I was forced to control myself. Mum said in a relationship we must allow ourselves to have spaces of our own. Spaces to breathe. Spaces to grow. Spaces to allow ourselves to develop. We were too close before, and that's why even a small gap seemed so big of a problem. I'm glad mum's so understanding. She didn't blame anyone. She's always relaxed and calm. This was all just a learning experience. I told mum; I regret my workaholic attitude. If it wasn...

Personaliti Jingga Menurut Sidek Mohd Noah (1998) individu yang berpersonaliti Jingga menunjukkan individu yang cergas, pandai menggunakan kesempatan, bersifat spontan, suka kepada pertandingan, tergopoh-gapah tetapi bersemangat, realistik, tidak dipengaruhi oleh sentimen, berfikiran terbuka, gemar pengalaman luar biasa yang berbahaya tetapi menyeronokkan, berani, tabah, bertindak atas desakan fikiran, suka keseronokan, gurau senda, tidak takut serta berkemahiran . Kunci utama personaliti Jingga ialah suka mengembara . PROVEN. Hari ini sangat kelam-kabut, banyak sangat benda untuk diuruskan hingga kunci bilik kolej lupa dipulangkan dan terus dibawa pulang ke rumah. Habislah kau, Bashtiah. Pasti pakcik kolej yang bermuka bengis dan berkaca mata itu akan memarahi dikau. Itula... Sangat tergopoh-gapah. Selesai peperiksaan pukul 12 tengahari, tetapi harus menjawab satu ujian Event Management yang tertunggak sejak sekian lama pada pukul 2. 30 petang akibat tamak mahu mengambil subjek BEL pa...

I'm worn out. I believe I've reached my limit. Sports science is a tough one. Eh no, silap. Degree is a tough one. Went through 5 papers already (1 more to go, yay!) and without fail I just had to take a short nap during the exam. I've never done that during my diploma days, I tell you. Well this time. T he brain needed a rest. I just had to take a nap or I couldn't think. "Kalau dapat masuk, you kena kerja keras lebih banyak dari orang lain. You kena struggle lebih to catch up with the rest. " " I'm willing to work hard, sir. I believe I can. " Ceh. So confident. Those words kept on ringing in my head now. How I gained that much confidence during the interview is a wonder now.

Hi people. My blog is starting to lose focus now. It's starting to turn into an online diary... *sigh* Oh well, so I'm done with four papers and now there's two more to go. Oh la-la~ Oh so happy! Though eye bags are starting to develop but it's okay, it's okay... As long as I prepared myself enough before entering the exam hall then let's just put aside the eye bags, shall we? Because hey, it's the finals right. All that matters now is to do your best and the rest is history. Not really history lah, because remember: Study for the knowledge, not for exams. But you have to study smart. I learnt one thing. If the lecturer gave tips, FOCUS on the tips! As in really, really, really FOCUS! Oh so, lots of things happened during the exam. Eh I forgot to write a post on the Bachelor of Sports Science new intake interview! Aiyoyo... Later ha, later... As usual, I would call mum to ask for her blessings and prayers. It really helped! Because sometimes I didn't r...

I’m the only daughter my mum has. So I must admit I’m very much controlled and I didn’t get as much freedom as my other friends. The first time I went for an outing with my friends was when I was 16 years old. And in order to get that permission, I actually have to beg her for more than a week! And EVEN THAT , it's still not confirmed that I’ll be allowed. Before that, I’ll have to prepare myself. She wanted to know every single detail right from who I’m going with (how many girls, how many boys), what I’ll be doing, where I'm going, and by 3 pm she would already text me to ask when am I coming home. I still remember my schoolmates were so tired of always asking me out and me cancelling at the last minute that they finally got fed up and decided to not ask me out again. I was confident my mum would let me that I immediately agreed to join them. But at the last minute I couldn’t really make it at all… Leaving all those school years behind… * * * Such a nuisance, right...