Have a break, Have a Kit-kat

แค่4วันยังรู้สึกเหมือนจะขาดใจตาย เเล้วท่าไม่มีเขาจรีงๆ เราจะอยู่ต่อไปยังไง... รักเขามาก ให้จนหมดหัวใจ จะดึงกลับมาก็ไม่ทันแล้ว ได้แต่หวังว่าเราจะกลับมาเป็นเหมือนเดิมอีกครั้งน่ะ

Same Old Year

It has been 2 years since I last updated my blog. Quick update:

2012 year end tragedy
- Nov 2012 - Dad collapsed and admitted in ICU Kuala Terengganu. Dirty hospital. Very dirty.

Abah visiting Dad for the last time.

- Dec 2012 - Started teaching in a new school, my first international school in Bayan Lepas.
- Dec 2012 - Failed my first viva. Horribly. Terribly. *Brought shame to myself and my family. Should be hung to death.*
- Dec 2012 - Found out Dad's new secret. *Should not be feeling anything anymore, but it still broke my heart knowing it.*
- Dec 2012 - Dad's condition was getting better and the saying of "the last good day" proven to be true. Dad passed away after the last good day.
- Dec 2012 - Grand send-off crossing Terengganu, Kelantan and finally reaching Kedah by PDRM from all the states mentioned. A well-deserved funeral for him by the family and the government. Special thanks to KP Terengganu and KPD KT for the recognition.

With KP Terengganu and KPD KT

Entourage from IPD KT

"Family Potrait"

Till death do us part

The divorce process (Yes, they have that ceremony in Thai funeral. Something new to me.)

- Dec 2012 - Back to KT to pack Dad's stuff and attend appreciation luncheon by IPD KT. Flood everywhere, was caught in the flood and had to turn back and stay in KT for another night. Home after evading the flood, on our last ride on the police car. No more special privileges. No more anak polis special treatment. Have to be a good citizen now.

Picking stuff from the office

The annual flood

2013 worth mentioning stuff in the toilet stall

Drawn using the jot given by him

- Trying out for the second time to complete my dissertation. Paid RM2k for that.
- Work was not easy. A lot of paper works that I was certain nobody read and took a look at, and mostly probably used for wiping ass for those people who like to kiss ass and jilat kasut.
- Got "promoted" with added responsibilities. Nobody liked to be promoted here, maybe it was just me.
- Busy working no time for dissertation. Bad time management. Screwed. Did not attend my second viva. Failed again. Doomed.
- Got myself a bf. I guessed so. I love him very much.
- Traveled to Cambodia. Nice place. Nice culture. Only Siem Reap, did not manage to go to the killing field in Phnom Penh, 7 hours away. Too bad. First time traveled with MAS. The plane was going round and round for few rounds before landed safely. Got a big room for myself in Angkor Hotel, thanks to the teacher who organised the trip.

Somewhere in Siem Reap

2014 bad year for Malaysia
- Lost the plane MH370, plane shot down MH17. RIP
- Finally finished my contract with the school. Got myself another international school. Awesome place, shitty pay, left after 3 months.

Bad influence

One of my most successful project; Breaking the school rules.

- A lot of weddings this year, friends and my sis' wedding.
- KL family could not attend sis' wedding as abah was hospitalised again.
- Abah passed away few days after sis' wedding.
- No much memorable thing for 2014, except for the LDR. Kinda rocky, with his Demi Lovato featuring Cher Lloyd attitude. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't. Brought another girl for a trip, maybe trips. Thanks, Dad.
- Another plane crashed. A tragic year.



2015
Don't think anything will be any better. Meh!~










 Glad that you were my students.

Appreciate.

Love.

Home Tutor

Home tutor. 

Penang Island and Alor Star.

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courtesy of Mark A. Hicks

Polis DiaRaja Malaysia

Reading and hearing about the way PDRM works after people lodging reports on crimes, make me think that, it is just another job that pay their bills. Since we don't have Batman, Superman, Spiderman, Wonder Woman etc, and since people have becoming tak kisah,  tak apa, all we can do is to take care of ourselves.

And having dealt with PDRM myself, sending us from one police station to another, sometimes, I think it is easier not to lodge any police report at all. Bazir kertas and most importantly, waste time!

It happened when SIL, big sis and I were on our way back from Penang to Alor Star, 10 minutes after the Gurun rest stop. Nov 29, 2008 (Saturday), about 10.30pm. With many users on the highway.

Tariq & Laila

"I'm never getting married," Tariq whispered.


"Me neither," said Laila, but not before a moment of nervous hesitation. She worried that her voice had betrayed her disappointment at what he had said. Her heart galloping, she added, more forcefully this time, "Never."


"Weddings are stupid." "All the fuss."


"All the money spent." "What for?"


"For clothes you'll never wear again."


"Ha!"


"If I ever do get married," Tariq said, "they'll have to make room for three on the wedding stage. Me, the bride, and the guy holding the gun to my head."


Contents from Khaled Hosseini "A Thousand Splendid Suns"
Photo from Vinigo's Blog

What is Rotary?

 I was inducted to RCAS D3300 on December 6, 2010 after attending few meetings as a guest since August 2010.

Latest project by the district. I CHOOSE TO REUSE

I will be at GIANT Souq Al-Bukhary.

What about you?

Biawak

When I was young, I went to catch biawak with my cousin bro, bro and sis.

We burnt the dead tree trunk, and forced the biawak to run out of it and cousin bro would use a slingshot and shoot it, then we would collect it and bring it back home for aunt to cook it, and we ate it.

Those were the days....

Few days ago, I saw a small biawak in front of my room and screamed for life!!!!!