If you are in love, read this...:)

Dear girls out there,

You wont be his first, his last or his only. He has loved before and he will love again. But if he loves you now, what else matters? He is not perfect and neither are you and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he makes you laugh.... at least once, causes you to think twice, and admits to being human and making mistakes..hold on to him! And give him all you have got! He is not going to quote poetry, and he is not going to be thinking of you every second, every moment. But he will give you a part of you that he knows you can break, the most important part, his heart!
So, don't hurt him and don't change him. Don't expect too much from him! Smile when he makes you happy and cry..cry loudly when he makes you sad and miss him..miss him dearly when he is not there!
But most importantly, love him for who he is. He is worth that much.
Always remember to love him when he least deserves it, because that is when he really needs it! :)

Day 2 & im switched off! :(

Okay. So here I am. In the library of SK (P) Methodist Klang. I for once never thought that I'd be online during SBE updating my blog. My last SBE left me in tears when I had to part ways with my beloved students, and my mentor, an extraordinary lady, Pn. Saras. I was touched in ways i never thought was possible. Hence, when the topic S.B.E came out for the second time in this new semester I practically jumped high and low, screamed at the top of my lungs and texted everyone to tell them that I'm going for another SBE. Another time of my life. Haiz...If only I felt the same right now..typing this out.
I never thought this school would be this quiet. Not my style. Im more of a laid back teacher. A teacher who allows her students to go crazy and the type that goes crazy with them as well. I miss my S.K.T.P students who were like that. Students who were just happy with us being around them. The type of students that hugged me when we left, the ones that told me they had pretty cool coloured lenses at home, the ones that loved us for who we were. Love them to bits as well.
But here, things are so darn different. Things here are far from what I expected it to be. Students are drilled into machines and yes, they move around like robots. Do things that the teachers say they should, never wishes us as we walk by (probably cause we r not their teachers), and the teachers treat us like crap! Honestly. Its so hard to find a senior teacher that actually likes us. I never ever thought I'd be in this situation. I wanted it to be a perfect experience that I'd be talking about in the future. Haiz. If only.

One hellofaraya break!

This one week of raya break has been a roller coaster ride. I have laughed a lot, cried a lot and just about lived life truly. I have learnt how it feels when someone says no, how it feels to break the rules and come back home late, how it feels to completely act crazy, and just about how it feels to laugh and cry from within. From the soul.
I thank God for the lessons I have learnt throughout this process and I am proud of myself for not losing focus. For staying put. I am happy and thats all that matters. :)