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call me nad

27th june 2010

family is changing.
own life is changing.
i am not going write anymore, not here nor anywhere else.
i was trying to find a decent picture to bid farewell but can't seem to find any.

i love life for the lessons it taught me.

p.s. i love thirteenth of julys too.

28th may 2010

i'm getting a taste of what it's like being a teacher. with papers to bring home and mark, parents-teacher meeting session and other shedloads of things to do which makes you hold back your pee. i've got two new china kids in my class everyday. they are not the only china kids around. imagine that. i'm pretty thankful for having iphone cause it helps. i'll just ask the kids to key in the words and sentences, and iphone helps me to translate! kids love using their teacher's handphone anyway. using english-chinese dictionary isn't that easy either. there's several meanings to each word, so try imagine the pain in the ass. omg.

fucking relieved tomorrow's public holiday, before i slog again on both weekends and straight weekdays, rest on next saturday, and then chiong again. home seems different now when everyone's working and sometimes i see my family members only on alternate days. kind of suck actually. but everyone's good, that's what which matters.

17th may 2010



This is not the best i can do, but i love you still.

Our years together have been a ride, but i'm glad we are still close together.

You've been my treasure, and i've always tried my best taking care of you.

The next seven years is for us to orient ourselves.

Be true to yourself, and i'll never forget us.


It's the seventeenth of the fifth month.

3rd may 2010

back from phuket. been busy running errands and going out, back to work today. calls for another holiday. haha. nolah. so phuket was new, infested with farangs but i like the sceneries and meeting different people. not recommended for shopping cause its pretty expensive considering their currency. fucking hot weather. banglas seems to blend reaaaally well with the community cause they are everywhere for god sake. only that they are the better looking sorts.














meet amin. i don't understand a shit what he spoke cause it's thai language but we played together often. cute boy.










elephant ride was cool. rare sight to see people picking up elephant shit, which are huge man. the smell also bue tahan. cost us almost forty per person to ride this animal!






visited the sea villagers at rawai beach. fierce people, down to the kids. that's shark's teeth.












cool caravan. under dad's retirement plans. haha. a car in singapore is equivalent to this caravan. like wtf.












the roads in phuket are like racing tracks i tell you. super curvy and steep. bottom picture is along popular patong beach. that's advertisement of muay thai fight on the vehicle. muay thai seems more common in phuket than bangkok. you see people jogging around the island (the curvy and steep roads) in thai boxing shorts in the mornings and evenings. wah, crazy training.

and the last evening in phuket, ayah and i went to the cliff to watch sunset. nice place. did jump shots with ayah. haha. i find the picnicking by the cliff cool lah.












nowadays, monks are highly-technological. i was impressed.



more photos will be put up on facebook next time. anyway, muslim food are quite abundant there considering i ate tom yam every single day i was there. power. just need to drive around. ok, i'm going to try write the rest of this post in proper malay. for fun and it'll make more sense.

dahulu, ibu garang dengan kami. kami, maksud aku aku dan fit. tiap-tiap malam, aku duduk sebelah ibu. kerja sekolah perlu disemak. siap rotan lagi. pernah aku kena rotan sekali di belakang kerana kerja sekolah melayu. itulah satu-satunya rotan seumur hidupku. tapi tiap-tiap tahun juga kami naik pentas terima anugerah. lebih banyak piala merupakan sukan bola tampar. aku gemar sekali. anyway, kata saudara yang datang semasa hari raya dahulu, "kak pah (ibu), dari lif boleh dengar suara kak pah ajar anak."

itulah waktu sekolah rendahku. apabila aku masuk sekolah menengah, perlahan-lahan aku belajar ambil tanggungjawab sendiri. mak dan ayah sibuk bekerja. kekadang ibu ke luar negara. kalau aku do well, ayah cuma cakap, "ok, good." tapi ayah sentiasa membawa kami bercuti.
arwah nenek yang banyak menjaga aku. kata arwah nenek, "berapa berat kau pikul beg pergi sekolah, begitu beratlah gaji kau nanti." insyallah wan. begitu juga waktu peperiksaan o'levels, arwah nenekku jugalah yang menemani aku belajar selepas sahur. tetapi sayang, nenek aku pergi dahulu. tidak sempat aku melihat wajahnya kerana aku di bangkok. aku amat terganggu secara emosi. enam bulan kemudian, arwah datuk pula pergi. belum sempat emosi aku pulih, ditimpa tangga. apatah lagi, ash bermasalah pada waktu itu. punyalah payah aku hendak bangkit. aku ingat pesan datuk, "jangan jadi polis. jadi guru ok juga. kerja mulia." kata orang, ada hikmahnya. aku banyak belajar tentang hidup sepanjang waktu itu.

sekarang, alhamdulillah. aku mengajar. sejauh ini, sudah dua budak aku buat mereka nangis. kata mereka, aku garang. maklumlah, aku ada pantang-pantang tertentu. payah mengajar budak-budak sekarang. apabila aku mengajar, mereka lihat cuping telingaku dan bertanya. bermacam-macam gelagat budak-budak. ada yang tidak boleh duduk di kerusi, tetapi bila dah jatuh, terus bisu. ada pula bila aku marah, selamba melihat mukaku kerana tidak mengerti perkataanku. mereka yang dipanggil budak-budak dari china.

tapi alhamdulillah, aku akan memasuki NIE ogos ini. seram pun ada. tanggungjawab selama lapan tahun itu berat. aku ada impian untuk mengajar di negara lain. itu boleh tunggu. tetapi sebelum aku memasuki NIE, aku teringin melancong sekali lagi. sebab itulah aku kerja macam nak mati. singapore ni, kalau tak kerja, nak buat apa lagi.

20th april 2010

while some are going back to school for the new term, i'm flying off to phuket tomorrow. haha. bastard. (listening to rihanna, and i don't like the bad girl image on her.) i'm not in the mood to blog actually, but oh hell. all that i could remember over the past weeks are things like going shopping with ibu, getting sick real bad and hiking the recent weekend. other than that, work lor. ok people, hear from me again soon i guess. i shall save my sleep till tomorrow on the plane.

















3rd april 2010

life's pretty satisfying so far. my bank will finally be breathing good bucks. i set aside tomorrow to go shopping, just a bit fucked up it was public holiday and i will only be getting cash next week. next week no time sia. and i'm still thinking about the BA/BSc interview. the wait for university sucks shit.

chilled out with fytch yesterday night. you need to buck up on your driving suf. haha. and today was napping straight after tuition and lazing around at home. two more weekends in singapore.

to my dear girl, i guess you'll not be reading this anytime soon. permanent lost is no doubt hard to deal with. no one consoles you better, except yourself. sometimes you don't wish people to talk to you. you'll hate the silence and and awkwardness at home. you miss the person you lost; you wish he'll appear in front of you so you can hug and tell him how much you miss him. you'll hate that you have to make do with changes and how long it'll take to get over it. it has been over two years, and i still need my granny's mattress against my bed just so i can sleep at night. it's normal. i'll leave you on your own but when you need me, you know you can count on me.

alright, any girls who wants to come to phuket with my parents and i in two weeks time can contact me. fit won't be going, so any girls to replace her will do. remaining photos of bali 2010 from cay vian.



















anyway, prom was boring..