The Chronicles of Watashi Wa

And I've finally taken the one more frequently traveled. That's right - I've finally 'veered off' the natural course of my qualification and opted for a career in customer service instead. Some people argued - why CS? I'd say, "Why NOT CS?" Unintentionally, this is the only thing close to conversing in English properly outside of teaching English that I was accustomed to. Indeed, the most heated argument would be how I would withstand the complaints, and my answer is: "I don't know". I frankly have no idea. I DO know that there's a HUGE difference between complaining as a CUSTOMER and ENTERTAINING one. Frankly speaking again, I am nervcited (nervous + excited) to venture into this field. I am nervous for all the telltales of my friends who have been CSE's for all these while. At the same time, I am excited for the opportunity to learn new things. After all, learning starts from cradle to the grave, no? Undo...

And I couldn't be happier. Having lost my iPod Touch (4th gen) and my iPhone 4, I guess either I was unlucky with Apple, or that number 4 is just 'suwey' (ominous). I'll stick to the latter. Being a 'gadget freak' that I am, my heart had been yearning for the Mini ever since it first came out; despite that, I tried to weight the pros and cons, and the opportunity cost of buying one. They say that the urge to buy ususlly dies out after some time; when mine didn't, I knew I just had to grab one. And so I did. And I couldn't be happier. Though mine is just the 16gb wifi version, I'm contented. Now I can definitely use this as my portable laptop-cum-hard disk-cum-iPod-cum-camera etc. Above all, I shall strive to get the side income to recover the sum I have spent. YES.

So I went for a sleepover at Cheras at my friend's house. Being the ponce that we are, it was only natural we went out at night and became what is dubbbed as "night butterflies" (kupu2 malam). So we did. We dolled up, hailed a cab, brazing through the madly drizzling rain to fulfill our 'mission'. As we arrived, surprisingly, some of them were already 'wasted'. Mind you, we did not go into the club. Just around and along them. It struck me how people (or at least those who were there) were so drawn into the loud-banging music and flashing disco lights as much as moths are pulled into the fire. I don't think I need to fill you in on the 'sceneries', do I? What I'm penning here, being part of my revelation of the other side of the city, concerns the 'cur', otherwise knownas prostitution. That's right. Female and shemale alike. Alike they were, that it wasn't easy to determine which is which at first glance. I learn that...

Well whadyaknow -I'm back at this sphere. Phew. Today was hectic. Tomorrow shall be more. Only today can I enjoy some peace of mind at home. Then again, the feeling could be premature, so NO, I sure dont want it be jynxed. Think I'm suffering from a mild case of Facebook withdrawal. Pathetic - I know. This longing for attention is so 2000. Got some more marking to do. And yeah, got cake today, so called post bday celebration. I dont rven know whether to br happy about it. FAKE people are everywhere and every when. At least I know the cake wasn't one.

Who would've thought that blogging via phone is so simple these days? It's all thanks to my trusted FABULOUS phablet - Samsung Galaxy Note. Not even an iPad nor a Galaxy Tab could outclass this trusted device that I've been holding dearly. Thinking of blogging again from now on. Only time will tell. Till then, ja mata kimasu! ~_~ ♥♡★☆

Ah yes. The phrase I often utter honestly and yet is always received jokingly. Months in hiatus - almost 4 to be exact, it rings a bell on me that I seriously need to pick up blogging again. After almost 2 years of teaching English in this center, it dawns on me that to teach Writing to the bunch is futile; and me resisting the fact is more futile. It is almost a joke to think that hard work and perseverance would win in such circumstance; needless to say, slowly but surely I am beginning to rest on the armchair, critisizing in a more, if not the most subtle way of their barely recognized 'essays' - otherwise known as regurgitation of the bits and pieces - or better yet, of garggling and spitting out the bare essence. I am aspired to feel, be, act and behave like water. Said my inner self. Folly is an understatement to describe my firing up of wanting the better, if not the best out of them, only to get fired back. I realise, after a series of heated, nonsensical, pointless unf...

When I finally decided to have a look at this ancient diary (or not), I couldn't help but feeling all too nostalgic over the long abandonment. Pardon me, dear chronicles. Too many life stories: of the goods, the bads and the whatnots. Is it coincidental that I decided to re-blog just as the second semester is ending, and that final exam is approaching? I'd rather think not. The only reason I'm venting here is that I couldn't vent it otherwise outside. Nor that the thought of being judged as irrational by the irrational people itself sounds ever appealing. Ah well. Worklife has been a steady bitch that tails you and wait to steal things away from yours truly. Despite it being nonchalantly a bore, a mediocre one at that, of waking up as early as 6 and commuting to and fro work without fail, working in the center feels as if I were living in a vacuum, of some kind of blackhole, where life and vigor are simply sucked out of your persona. Ain't one to dwell too meticulou...

Here I am, at the foodcourt in KLCC, all alone, just finished marking the essays for my newbie class. Aah, I was quite sleepy before I decided to go online. I don't really fancy the idea of carrying around a lappy, however small, or net-a-book it is. SCRATCH THAT. Looking forward to watch The Roommate alone at 2245. Tomorrow shall be yet another day. I won't lie that today I feel quite disappointed with my Grammar class due to their lack of commitment and pure laziness. I just can't help people who don't help themselves. That aside, I'll be having my second and final paper for this term on Friday. One more day! Till next time, XOXO.

PHEW! Just done spring-cleaning my documents in the lappy and boy, did I feel awesome! Sometimes, all it takes is organization. You know, de-cluttering your life and that sort of thing. So, it has been decided. I'm going to spring clean my negativity towards work. If I am ever sulky and moody, I will look up at the sky. YES.

Hello to my rustic blog. The last time that I posted on this blog was on Jan 6th, the beginning of yet another journey in my life when I became a postgraduate student in Master of Linguistics in the University of Malaya. And now here I am again, forever baffled by the lack thereof of the lingo that is much needed for blogging. Sue me. Not much to update. Just finished my FIRST EVER final exam paper this morning and now am enjoying the bliss of not working on a working day. I had to admit that I went on yet another new experience which I couldn't really divulge here. Nevertheless, I had fun these past few days with the great company. Suffice to say that if the perseverance is strong, I shall blog again tonight, or tomorrow so to speak. Till then, signing off, watching TV, reading book, studying, TOODLES.

It's early in the morning and I was woken up by the sting on my feet from the mosquito bites, only to find that SOMEHOW, I had slept enough to be awakened relatively fresh and relaxed. That's nice. It's Thursday today. 2 days (including the yet-to-end today) more to wrap up the teaching this week and looking forward to the Applied Linguistics class in Faculty of Languages and Linguistics, UM. What's on the menu for today? I'm thinking of Nasi Ayam Blok C for lunch (Yummeh! Thanx Tatie for reminding me!). I have been poorly feeding myself for lunch due to the hectic, insane tantrums thrown by the students (which I am not fond of) and now it's time to SPOONFEED the dear me. Not to mention, the uber happiness of seeing the bank account somewhat replenished again, after VERY FEW zeros and very few money. I had better treat myself indulgently today! XOXO

Call me orthodox, traditional or even outdated. I still believe that everything happens for a reason. Like, when I bought the How to Teach English book by Jeremy Harmer at MYR 32, considering that there was only one copy left. I figured, there must be a reason why it was there. Also last night, when I accidentally bumped into my students in the train. Initially, I decided at a very last minute to go out to "celebrate" the dawn of New Year of 2011 when I went out at 10pm. Texted my friend and he asked me to wait for him in Pavilion. I decided, "Yeah, why not". Little did I know that by the time I went out from the pedestrian tunnel, not only that KLCC is closed to public (made it even harder for me to catwalk to Pavilion), the sea of people just suffocated me that I had to rely and cling on the students to somewhat guide me and be my knights in shining armor amidst the crazy crowd. Needless to say, by the time we reached Pavilion, it was even crazier than beyond my c...

Among all the delicacies available in Suasana Foodcourt KLCC, nothing beats the taste, the exhilaration, and the blasphemous feeling that this food has to offer. Seriously, it's "TERBAEK"! (the best) Not even the one in The Curve could beat this one. Nasi Ayam Penyet AP is better than Waroeng Penyet. It is undoubtedly the best. p/s: Best to eat when you are loaded with problems. It'll whistle all your tensions out! XD

I can't really say how Malaysianized I am. Being a Selangorian (and not a KLite), I hardly ever explore Selangor to say the least, let alone KL which is surrounded by it. So, when I got the chance to visit the famous attraction for the first time in my 25 years of living, I had to say I was quite ecstatic, albeit feeling deadbeat tired. I was so tired that I couldn't even finish my lunch, which was Spaghetti Napolitana, which tasted and presented quite..weird. Too gravy-ish. I had to say, though, that cronysm or conflict of interest did occur upon my entering the facility, when some hotshot granted entrance to these two visitors who were queueing behind me and my group of students. As hard-hearted as I am, not to mention my degree of DIVA-ness, however dormant it is now, though it can be awakened at any time, mind you *flips hair*, I didnt bulge an inch when the gatekeeper tried to stall my entrance at 1620 to 1640. As I told off to his face, "We demand to be admitted now...

Ever since I bought the new netbook, I kinda have the itch to make it as portable as possible. I thought that being lightweight and compact, it would have been no problem at all going online in the train or at Starbucks, to say the least. Little did I know that how mountainous the workload would be. More hours here, extra there, it was suffice to say that I hardly ever get the chance to even flip it open on my workdesk. Speaking of which, some colleagues of mine, whether they were bantering about it or they really meant it, they made remarks on my workstation as being 'homely' and inviting. Of course, with side jokes as well. *smirk* Now that I think about it, there were too much things happening. I guess I'll start picking up blogging again. I sure hope that the next entry will not be in months to come.

It has been a very long while since I last blogged. Sept 7, to be exact. When working was still a rising beeyotch and not drop-dead-ups-and-downs and minus the classes I have taught, seminars and workshops I have been to, and a few things which I have proudly bought with my own money, the money I earnestly earned from my salaries. After countless movie 'marathon' and dates with Tatie sayam and the students, the hangouts, the storytelling sessions, the blog-readings and all, I am still too numb to blog. Nevertheless, I've graduated with B.Ed. (Hons) TESL and am now looking forward to doing my Master in Linguistics. Universiti Malaya, here I come.

Hello again. Such a short dismissal it was, indeed. Haha. Even at the mentioning of the word 'indeed' reminded me strikingly to a wonderful colleague of mine. He is the epitome of funny, honest guy and to be able to be funny while being plain honest to be is wonderful. Here I am, in the solitary confinement of this nostalgic library, a stranger among the familiars. These past few months have taught me important lessons. The lessons which I would possibly not be having should I work somewhere else and not in an internationally-composited environment. I learnt that while other things being different (and not equal, economically and physically speaking), some values remain universal. The beauty of looking at people from entirely different walks of life, literally an entire world of difference, shows some promises that we are all one. Living under the same sky no matter where we are or where we are from, is such a relieving feeling. Initially, I was having doubts as to how much the...

Well hello again blog. *Mode:Rustic* I have not been blogging for the past few months (not that I was an ardent blogger, mind you) and I definitely missed the time when I would get all hyped and pysched up to blog as if I'm Mr. Somebody. The reason is, work life has been quite a bitch. Okay, quite may be an understatement. Allow me to deliberate, to 'paint the picture', albeit grotesquely. First of all, I would like to extend my deepest gratitude to Allah S.W.T. for giving me this opportunity to have a career, and yes, to end up as a teacher. *Cue standing ovation*. LOL. Thing is, truth be told, I used to have a knack on teaching, but not so much anymore. Despite that, I was thankful enough to have a job soon after I completed my 4-year-long studies. Of course, the door was opened, by the means of the wonderful Dr. I (whom reputation is marvellous) who introduced me to this wonderful idea of this company with THREE-LETTER WORD. An acronym, to be exact. At first, I was excit...

To quote from Miss Nina Azmi's wonderful potluck. As I submitted my thesis aka Academic Exercise (AE) this morning, it strike me into the feeling of 'THIS IS IT'. 4 years of dwelling in the Faculty of Education to get a Bachelor's Degree. Specifically, to get a Bachelor in Education (Honors) Teaching English as Second Language, otherwise known as B.Ed. (Hons) TESL. Me and TESL...what is the relationship between us? What's with all the fuss about WA and TESL, you ask? Allow me to reminisce in this blogosphere of mine. I know, and a lot of my friends know, that I am the one they call as 'Ratu REPEAT'. Not repeat as in repeating subjects that I fail or so, but repeating what I had been through over and over again, and with regard to TESL, this is no exception :D It all started back in 2003, when I first enrolled in the varsity in UiTM Lendu, Alor Gajah, Melaka. During MMS, I couldn't help but to notice this one group of 'active' and 'interesting...

Bukan senang nak senang, dan bukan susah nak susah. Kan? Tak susah kan nak jaga hati orang? Jangan cakap merepek2 konsep2 tak sayang mulut. Jangan buat muka macam ko je ada muka. Jangan jadi talam. Jangan pura2 angelic depan setan di belakang. Tak susah semua itu. Tapi ada orang feeling2 nak nampak lagi baik, lagi bagus dari orang lain. Kenapa ek? Adakah dengan kelihatan sebegitu maka fungsi tubuh ko pon akan lebih bagus dari manusia-manusia biasa? Same je aku tgok. Fisiologi bagai. Takde pun ko tetibe jadik superhuman. Aku malas lah. Hidup dah puluh tahun (aku dah 25) tapi pi mai pi mai tang tu jugak. Di takuk lama. Feeling2 urban la, apa la, bercinta macam orang kampung jugak. Kecewa feeling terjun bunuh diri jugak, takde lak orang kampung wat camtu. Poyo tau orang feeling2 urban ni. Kalo ko makan tdo buang air same mcm org lain tkde beza pun. Bukannye kasta ko tetibe naik jadi urban hanj watver tu. Jaga hati ni lagi penat dari jaga lembu kambing. Lembu kambing leh tambat, leh hambat...