dah...
dah masak dah megi ku seben nya.sik masak pun.ala2 ngkah lam aek panas,kak biar lembik dikit.ngkah perencah.nyaman juak dimakan oo.
xceli ada side dish nya k.
boh kawoo saruk.sambel nak nunggu megi kembang tek.sempat gik molah aek vico panas.
yadeh..nyaman sekals mun minum aek rasa2 cekelat panas time ujan2 lebat mcm kinek.
ahahaha.
oh lupa,makan megi dgn nasi goreng mak cik Banjar tek.(tangga post yg dolok ya.)
hepi pat makan dgn byk gilak.regardless of dpt nasik goreng free ritok.walao pun lam ati madah ngn dirik ,kak tok boh nak ngomplen lemak lah,boncet lah apa lah..ahaha.
klimaks(apakah?) kepada benda polah ritok ialah maca blog or Kuch tok : Fara
best gilak blog nya eh.sampe kan mok abis dibaca ku sigek2 post nya sambil tetetak sorg dirik..apa kah.
mintak2 lah ari ujan same ke esok ari.sak ku pat tidow sampe petang esok.kekeke.
dah gik ya,mok sambong baca blog nye towk.tidow gik takowg nun.kenj ki di mlm2 cmtok.
apa ka.
ah.
malas ku nak nyesah baju koh.
malas mok bjalan lam ujan ya becarik mesin basuh free.
dah la kinek kol duak lebey pagi.
isok bngun awal gik mok outing.farewell party katanye..apa kah.
tunggu n diat jak giney gaya sok.
p malas juak mok tdow.adakah tok simptom awal ngelayan cita korea gik.ahaha.
kejap..kejap lok k.
ku mok masak megi makan ngan nasi goreng free brik mak cik kafe berbangsa Banjar tek(*i assume lah) haha.Yah..tetiba tringat ngn bapak Putra stori pasal pengalaman nya jadik askar dolok.
terlintas lam ati..tito kah mendengar cita pasal askar dgn "tekun" gilak . hahaha.layan jak Yus,oh!
malas ku nak nyesah baju koh.
malas mok bjalan lam ujan ya becarik mesin basuh free.
dah la kinek kol duak lebey pagi.
isok bngun awal gik mok outing.farewell party katanye..apa kah.
tunggu n diat jak giney gaya sok.
p malas juak mok tdow.adakah tok simptom awal ngelayan cita korea gik.ahaha.
kejap..kejap lok k.
ku mok masak megi makan ngan nasi goreng free brik mak cik kafe berbangsa Banjar tek(*i assume lah) haha.Yah..tetiba tringat ngn bapak Putra stori pasal pengalaman nya jadik askar dolok.
terlintas lam ati..tito kah mendengar cita pasal askar dgn "tekun" gilak . hahaha.layan jak Yus,oh!
kak nyd.da siap da.
ahh..y so kecik oo.there it is kak nyd.The place used to be my home.The A one.hehe.
thursday to the tag thingy
1. Success is
only for the one that works really hard for it.
2.Describe yourself
i am the 4th siblings.
3.Most people dont know I'm
attended a fashion runway recently.
4.What is the best compliment u've gotten?
"how could i thank you.You are far too kind."
5.Your celebrity dream date is
Anne Hathaway
6.My biggest regret is
Not pursuing fashion design
7.My biggest fear is
I am a worthless mankind that beg others for living.
8.Most romantic thing u've done
tell a joke that really make us laugh out loud.
9.The last time I teared up was
While watching "Laskar Pelangi"
to Maygiek:
na,tupu c tag ni jenawab kuk ,nyen.Sori nyuk labat.Kalein2.
only for the one that works really hard for it.
2.Describe yourself
i am the 4th siblings.
3.Most people dont know I'm
attended a fashion runway recently.
4.What is the best compliment u've gotten?
"how could i thank you.You are far too kind."
5.Your celebrity dream date is
Anne Hathaway
6.My biggest regret is
Not pursuing fashion design
7.My biggest fear is
I am a worthless mankind that beg others for living.
8.Most romantic thing u've done
tell a joke that really make us laugh out loud.
9.The last time I teared up was
While watching "Laskar Pelangi"
to Maygiek:
na,tupu c tag ni jenawab kuk ,nyen.Sori nyuk labat.Kalein2.
selamat hari guru
"If you think education is expesive,try ignorance" -Derek Curtis Bok
There is a feeling of envious when we discussed about how exciting and silly it was during kindergarten.But it never was to me as I never attend one.I was alone homeschool by dad.
I still remember it was hard.But,coloring the coloring book was so much fun,although I was alone at home.I enjoy coloring the gypsy girl,Djali and other character in The Hunchback of NotreDame.But,I was lonely and no friends.
I still remember,and still have the vivid memory of how upset it was for dad to teach me pronounce "ball" and "bowl".It was so hard that it leaves scar to be remembered till now.Young as I was at that time,all that I can do was cry and cry.Ya,ya I was a sober.
I still remember late grandma taught me several Sarawakian natives dialect and we keep talking to each other in that particular dialect.And it became a daily routine.And I forgot when was our last time talking in our own mothertounge.I remember this one particular dinner when all of us were talking in many dialects including English and BM of course.Everyone was busy picking up the meaning of what she was telling ,and yet other are already talking in another dialects.Fun,so much fun if you master more than a language.
What I am trying to share is that the essence of teaching is not as always between a teacher and student or pupils.There are so many everyday teacher that some might failed to see them.Because in my opinion,people prefer to see bigger thing that when they are started to losing all the smallest fraction of their life,then only they realised.The one that taught inside the class is teacher.
No,I don't mean to offend any teacher in the world.For they are such a great job in the world.And I can sense that too,maybe somewhere in the future,I will too,become a teacher.I will.
But,the one that teach you about something new,something that you have not yet discovered is also a teacher.Be it friends,enemy,frenemy,mom,dad,anyone in this wide whole world that enlighten your day with new knowledge.And be thankful to Google too.He(?) have done something so essential in our process of learning.Oh,now you realise your must-wish-list teacher are expanding,right?
There had been so much we took and lose all the way here I guess.To where we are right now.Though there are things that come and go from life,but one great teacher that remain with us all the time no matter how.In the time of loss,that is you feel he even close to you.And yes,experience is the great teacher.Be adventurous in life,make mistakes,let go the tears and don't afraid of failure for at the end of the road,experience will guide you to a better place.
The world is an open book.Teachers are everywhere...mark my word!hehe.
p/s: Buat para guru yang dikasihi dan disanjungi semuanya.
Terima kasih kerana tanpa kalian,saya tidak punya apa-apa.
Atau mungkin saat ini tanpa kalian,saya buta.
There is a feeling of envious when we discussed about how exciting and silly it was during kindergarten.But it never was to me as I never attend one.I was alone homeschool by dad.
I still remember it was hard.But,coloring the coloring book was so much fun,although I was alone at home.I enjoy coloring the gypsy girl,Djali and other character in The Hunchback of NotreDame.But,I was lonely and no friends.
I still remember,and still have the vivid memory of how upset it was for dad to teach me pronounce "ball" and "bowl".It was so hard that it leaves scar to be remembered till now.Young as I was at that time,all that I can do was cry and cry.Ya,ya I was a sober.
I still remember late grandma taught me several Sarawakian natives dialect and we keep talking to each other in that particular dialect.And it became a daily routine.And I forgot when was our last time talking in our own mothertounge.I remember this one particular dinner when all of us were talking in many dialects including English and BM of course.Everyone was busy picking up the meaning of what she was telling ,and yet other are already talking in another dialects.Fun,so much fun if you master more than a language.
What I am trying to share is that the essence of teaching is not as always between a teacher and student or pupils.There are so many everyday teacher that some might failed to see them.Because in my opinion,people prefer to see bigger thing that when they are started to losing all the smallest fraction of their life,then only they realised.The one that taught inside the class is teacher.
No,I don't mean to offend any teacher in the world.For they are such a great job in the world.And I can sense that too,maybe somewhere in the future,I will too,become a teacher.I will.
But,the one that teach you about something new,something that you have not yet discovered is also a teacher.Be it friends,enemy,frenemy,mom,dad,anyone in this wide whole world that enlighten your day with new knowledge.And be thankful to Google too.He(?) have done something so essential in our process of learning.Oh,now you realise your must-wish-list teacher are expanding,right?
There had been so much we took and lose all the way here I guess.To where we are right now.Though there are things that come and go from life,but one great teacher that remain with us all the time no matter how.In the time of loss,that is you feel he even close to you.And yes,experience is the great teacher.Be adventurous in life,make mistakes,let go the tears and don't afraid of failure for at the end of the road,experience will guide you to a better place.
The world is an open book.Teachers are everywhere...mark my word!hehe.
p/s: Buat para guru yang dikasihi dan disanjungi semuanya.
Terima kasih kerana tanpa kalian,saya tidak punya apa-apa.
Atau mungkin saat ini tanpa kalian,saya buta.
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