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May 16th

Hye,



First of all, it's your day, teachers. So, Happy Teacher's Day to all Malaysian teachers.





I used to celebrate Teacher's Day every year during my school years, and it felt awesome. We bought a nice presents for our dear teachers, to show our appreciation. In college years, there is no such thing as Teacher's Day because it usually been forgotten by undergraduates who always too busy to prepare for their exams. Teacher's Day which supposed to be a long awaited event, is now a normal day. Yeah, a normal Wednesday. No more appreciation,  no more present, and the saddest thing of all, no more "Thank You, Teacher" wishes.

So, I'm here to wish a Happy Teacher's Day to my dear lecturer, Madam Iswander.


This one's for you,


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Actually, it was my idea to write a song for you. But this guy stole my idea. So, i stole his art. =) 
Pretend it's me singing for you. 


And here is one more. 

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Okay, this is the last one.

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Thank you for all. We love you. 



It's nice to have you again next semester. 



"Thank you, teacher, for making us what we are today." 



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Dear Mums


Dear mums,






















First of all, I love you.

Second of all, I wish that I'm with you, right now.

You know, I wrote a poem about you. It happened when I was in the English class and the lecturer asked us to write a poem. I never wrote a poem before, so, I think you can imagine how lame it would be.



In the name of Allah, the Most Greciuos and the Most Merciful, 

M.O.M - My Only Mom

In my world she's the only one, 
Through thick and thin, she's the one I want, 
To hold me through life's ups and downs, 
The right person to have the crown. 

An ordinary women with a great destiny, 
With an ordinary man to create a family, 
She knows how to make the family so lovely, 
And live in harmony. 




Standard two student poem maybe way better than mine, but this is my art. Who cares? It took almost half an hour to create two stanzas of eight lines.





You are my inspirations, my friend in need, my motivator, my idol, and my all. The poem is just not enough to show how much I love you. I love you, moms.




"MY MOM + YOUR MOM = OUR MOMS"







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Forever & Always



This one's for you, 


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Forever And Always


She's sitting at the table, the hours get later
He was supposed to be here
She's sure he would have called
She waits a little longer, there's no one in the driveway
No one's said they seen him
Why, is something wrong?
She looks back to the window
Suddenly the phone rings
A voice says somethings happened
That she should come right now
Her mind goes to December
She thinks of when he asked her
He bent down on his knees first
And he said


I, I want you forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together
Forever and always


She pulls up to the entrance
She walks right to the front desk
They lead her down a million halls a maze that's never ending
They talk about what happened but she can barely hear them
She tries to keep a straight face as she walks into the room
She sits by his bedside, holds his hand too tight
They talk about the kids they're gonna have and the good life
The house on the hillside, where they would stay


Stay there forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together, and always remember
Whether rich or for poor or for better
We'll still love each other, forever and always


Then she gets and idea and calls in the nurses
Brings up the chaplain and he says a couple versus
She borrows some rings from the couple next door
Everybody's laughing as the tears fall on the floor
She looks into his eyes, and she says


I, I want you forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together, and always remember
Whether happy or sad or whatever
We'll still love each other, forever and always
Forever and always, forever and always


She finishes the vows but his beeps are getting so low
His voice is almost too low
As he says, I love you forever, forever and always
Please just remember even if I'm not there
I'll always love you, forever and always





p/s: I love you forever, forever and always. 








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A Great Day, A Great You

Hye...



It has been a long time, isn't it? A very long time indeed. Got many things to be taken care of, always tired and desperate to have a quality sleep at night. Ughhh.. 24 hours is just not enough...

Amazing isn't it? I wish I could have this. 



There are too much in this head, waiting to explode. Sometimes, I don't know whether i am thinking or dreaming of undone work in my sleep. I feel like I'm sleeping, but I feel like I'm planning my work in my head at the same time. As the result, I always end up wake up from sleep even more tired. I just need a place called home, and a fresh morning start. Yeah. A fresh start.


I realized that a fresh morning start is what makes your day. If you wake up with anger, dissatisfaction, or whatever it is in the "bad list", those will really affecting your day. Trust me. Here are some great tips to start a great day.


1) A simple "Hi!". 
It doesn't matter who says it, but a simple "Hi!" can really make your day. Just say it to everyone you pass by every morning, and you will be surprised how your great morning start affecting theirs.


2) A morning wish. 
This is what people are getting forgetful of. A simple good morning wish is important. Yes, for me, it is crucial. It really makes my day. It maybe meaningless for those who doesn't understand it, but those three little words mean that there is still, at least a person thinking of you when he/she wakes up. Maybe you are the first thing come into his/her mind. How sweeeeet...=)







3) Thank You. 
Yeah. People are now getting hard to say all these little words. They are too busy to tell everything to everyone, and forget to appreciate their valuable ones. Saying thank you means you appreciate someone so much. You don't have to pay them with goods because to some people, thank you is just more than enough.






4) I Love You
Oh, come on. I don't need to explain why "ILY" wish makes your day. You know it. I tell you what, it works on me. =) 



Unexplainable. indescribable.




Good night.






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Need You Now




Feel like crying, but I can't. I just can't. 









This hurry sickness and damn busy life is killing me. And I need you. 











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Long Undisturbed Sleep

As usual, hye!


God! I really need a long hours of quiet, cozy, warm, undisturbed sleep. Please, I just need it to recharge my body. I beg You for this.


It has been awful wicked week. I am tired almost everyday, looking very forward and desperately to be on my bed every night after very tiring day. But, hey, is there any even one relaxing day in this college? No, I guess. Thursday was the wicked of all, programs kept continued from early morning to late night. Phewww.. And on Friday, we had a visit to the place of dead, unclaimed, or maybe unwanted bodies. One thing I regret was no camera is allowed in there. I really wanted to have a pictures with those bodies.


So, there will be be no photo about those dead unclaimed bodies in this post. But, I can share you my experience. We arrived there about 11 a.m and we went straight to the anatomy museum. The first room we visited was the Specimen Room, where you can see the real parts of body in the jars. Lungs, liver, bones, brains, and even the zygotes, fetus, and the embryos. There was a baby, a normal baby boy with the umbilical cord attached to him in the jar. According to the person in charge, nobody claimed the dead mother and the dead baby in her mother's womb. How irony!





I also had the privilege to shake hand with a hand. I mean, just a hand. No body. Just the right hand. I think, it was a male hand, since the hand was way bigger than mine. It is preserved by plasticination, mean the hand was plasticined. I can still see the veins, bones, just like the normal hand. By shaking hand with the hand, it makes the first unknown male hand I shake with. But, it doesn't count since I never know whose hand was it.


Then, we went to the Wet Room Specimen. It is the room where the bodies kept, I mean, the human bodies. The bodies which being cut or already been cut into pieces, but we can still recognize it as a human body. It sounds scary when the lecturer told us about it before we arrived there, but it is not that scary when you at them with your own eyes. One of the advises given by the experienced lecturer was, "Don't look straight to the face. If you could, look at the other parts first". Why??? According to her, we will never forget the face for the rest of my life. SCARY. But when we were there, there was nothing to be worried because, some of the bodies didn't even have the head.


This a once in a lifetime experience, I can say. I saw with my own eyes, how was the real lungs, the hearts, the ribs, the skin being removed from the body, the fat layer under the skin, everything. Of course, those body were all naked, but it was nothing to be ashamed of because we were not going to think of anything but to look at them. I always thinking, the body was once breathing, just like all of us, and he had no idea of being in the anatomy museum after he died and being cut separately. Does anyone thinking about that? Seriously, I don't think so. Sometimes, I feel pity to them, but sometimes, I think if there is no body in there, how could we learn about the human anatomy? Book alone is just not enough.


We arrived college at dusk, and really really tired. But, I didn't stop there, I still got a meeting at night about the sports stuff. Then, I ended up went to bed tired, sleepy, no mood at all. I hate going into bed unhappy, because it makes me feel even more tired when I wake up. And, it proven when I woke up this morning, even more tired and lazy. I had to get up for the 5 km cross-country. Uggghhh.






Now, here I am, on my cozy bed, the place I love the most..at least in this college. Cramping leg, aching body, heavy mind, missing someone. I just need to shut down for a little while. All I need is a long, undisturbed sleep. And you, no matter how busy I am, you are always in my mind and my heart. Get well soon.



"I pray hard for you."







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Tiring Thursday







Your ignorance cramps my conversation. -Anthony Hope-











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