Taking a LEAP

Approximately 1 month ago, I was on the field cheering for my athletes on the top of my lung. Suddenly my phone rang; I looked at the phone screen.Hmmm…unknown number. I hesitate whether to answer it or not. I ignore the call and put my phone on silent mode. Even in silent mode the phone vibrate non-stop. I wonder who is calling and what so important? At last, I gave in. I reach to my pocket and answer the call. “Hello, Amy ka ni? Ini *** dari ppd km” An unfamiliar male voice speaking in a very formal way makes my heart beating like Nicki Minaj Super Bass. So, I tried my very best to answer in the most calm and formal way. But then, the big surprise came and I couldn’t control myself. “Apa!???? FasiLINUS??!! Gila ka… kenapa pula sa.. Eeee… budu… adaka… sa nda mo eh…”Haha… There goes my poise. I was on the phone with all the teachers and students around me and all of them looked at me with a big question mark on their head. They must be shocked when I suddenly stand up and babbling on the phone with a voice that can be heard from 10 metre radius and hand gestures greater than Karam singh walia signature hand gesture.

Yes. It wasn’t a typo. It’s FasiLINUS. I know there are some who don’t know what is FasiLINUS. Here’s a brief description. FasiLINUS = pemudahcara + works at ppd + orang yang pg memantau d skul bsing2 pasal linus + etc. Bottom line is FasiLINUS = NO MORE SCHOOL HOLIDAY!

The memory of that phone call haunted me for days. Until that nightmare came alive. The dreadful letter from KPM arrived. First, the letter to attend a course came followed by a phone call from the same person who calls me a few days back. I really don’t know what to do. I was hyperventilating. I screamed and almost cried. I don’t want to go but I don’t know what to do. So, I called my dad to ease my anxiousness. I’m torn apart. I really don’t know what to do. I only have less than 24 hours to make decision either to go for the course or just simply don’t go and write a letter.

My head pounding like mad. I don’t even know what to think. I like teaching in school. I love teaching the kids. It’s fun, enjoyable and meaningful. But then, if I were to learn something new and challenge myself or should I say to improve myself in management I should accept the offer.

In the end, i packed my bag and just go for the course. During the course, i was not paying any attention at all. You can put the blame on me for not paying attention but you can't just force me blindly to accept the offer. I chat with the existing fasilinus. They happily share their experience and how they are offered to be one. Almost none of them are willing to be one or voluntarily to be one. But they survive and they said it is a good and new experience. Learn new things and confront new challenges. I called my friends hoping to get some comfort. I was at ease for a few minutes while talking with them but after that my head will start thinking again. I think to much. I know.

*to be continued.... a very long and winding post... i know...

Tangkap Muat Vs Jual Mahal: Sepa manang?

"That awkward moment, when a guy flirts with you and few days later... he's in a relationship with another girl... " suis rusak, (2012)

Tangkap muat vs jual mahal. Sepa yang manang? Haha....

Maybe, just maybe... sa jak yang paham ni... tapi sa rasa lucu... Bila umur semakin meningkat ni there's more and more new experience. It's february the month of love.Btul kaitu??? Mangkali la kan...Almost all my colleague during college have settled down and of course after getting married they have kids. It's the time when people start to ask... ko bila lg.. jadi??? bila ko kawen... Ahahaha...

Too many things to write right now. Caca marba suda pikiran sa talampau banyak mo ditulis nda tau camana mo tulis suda... Alamaaaakkk......

nanti la sa sambung...

My super tanned sun kissed skin

Comel kan... Hahaha... Did you notice the hands and face are darker than the legs....

One fine day, that is today by the way....

Teacher A: Ei... Putih pula kaki c Amy kan....

Teacher B:......

Buat lawak btul la.... Silaka.... mentang2 la my skin is very tanned now.... Of course la my legs fairer than my hand and face ... cause i don't wear short pants when training the students for sports day and netball. And today the students told me that another teacher;who is suppose to be in charge of the perbarisan, tell the them that i will train them tomorrow morning. Eh.. hello.. since when do i have to train them. Double silaka... Just because i'm guru sukan doesn't mean i have to do everything ba... Sabar jak la...

Let's go back to the story of kaki putih. I wonder. Teacher A is a male teacher. When did he saw me legs. I wear baju kurung to school never wear short skirt. Whoa.... dia cubuk sa d rumah ka... atau pun dia memerhatikan kaki sa dengan teliti...hahahaha... Maybe he saw me jalan2 d kadai ba kali kan... hahaha.. punya jahat tu pemikiran.

Anyway, come think about it i do have a nice tanned skin. Haha... I like to think it that way. Makes me feel confident. Since little kids, among my sisters i have the most tanned skin. It once bothers me because people always compares me and my sister. They always will compliment fairer skin and not the tanned girl. People will always give credit to girls with fair complexion rather than tanned skin girls. Yessss..... been there, went through that. Just because my skin is tanned, i always get this remark. Punya itam ko macam pilak. Or Itam or ko macam om. Maybe you think it is funny. But actually i'm making a poker face and try hard to smile while inside it hurts my feeling so much that it somehow make me feel unpretty. Itu time kici2 la slalu kana ckp bgitu up until secondary school. That's why i have low self-esteem. Abis suda la itam rambut keriting lg. I got that from my dad. Fotostat my dad ba muka sa ni.. hahaha... and he is half chinese. Tp galap. "I love my dad! and I'm proud to be his daughter." (Iklan jap haha)

Haha... silly me. Why did i let that bothers me.