Thursday, 29 December 2011

Pengakuan / Confession



teach·er/ˈtēCHər/

Noun:
A person who teaches, esp. in a school.
Synonyms:
instructor - master - schoolteacher - schoolmaster

That is how google define the meaning of the word teacher.

I had a good talk with a good friend of mine. Mohd Ar- Rahman bin Hussin. This is the kind of guy that is very passionate about this noble job. He was an editorial team for a magazine before. This is the kind of guy that I think will give you a big bitch slap if you make the 'If-you-cant-do-,you-teach' . joke. 'if you cant teach, teach gym' <--- Jack Black said that.

Me being myself subtly tries to make fun of my friend. Then he started talking. I was listening. Cant really remember the exact words. But to put it short. It should be like this.

"Student can sense your passion" . (very short indeed =D )

Teacher is the role model. His first obstacle surprisingly not from the students but from the teachers. Such statement for example , "I'm doing this because I cant do anything else".

Mohd Ar Rahman told me, if you already have this kind of mindset, then dont expect the students to perform. Because you yourself dont want to lead them.

Back to the title. I was involved in teaching before. For a year. Then I quit. When thinking about it, yes I teach because I had to. It was in my contract that I have to teach for 5 years. But what I didnt realise is that the absence of my passion does affect the students in a way. True they are university students, they should be able to think for themselves.

I came in the class with the mindset of 'all right lets get this over with' .

They are not kids anymore. They are able to sense this.

I admit that I more or less ruin the life I've touched. For this, I would like to apologize. (I know they can read this). I've failed to become your role model. I'd lost my passion halfway. Most of you guys didn't do well in exams. And I even almost burnt all your manuscript when I flicked the cigarette butt.

I will return to that place for a visit in 2012 due to some matter. Then I would love to meet few of them and talk. Just a small talk that can motivate them. Least I can do.

Ps: FYI Mohd Ar Rahman Hussin during his practical manage to get the average of 0% to 40%. with another class from 20% to 65% . How awesome is this guy. And now he have to teach in a school where the police have routine spot check for the students everyday. Yes the police not the teachers. Good luck my friend.

Rahman: kau tau tak apa cikgu senior cakap dgn aku first day?
Ali : huh? apa?
Rahman: "Kau pandai bertumbuk tak?"


This is Mohd Ar Rahman Bin Hussin.

This is Great Teacher Onizuka.


Wednesday, 28 December 2011

Tangled

Rectangle-d

Tangled in a rectangle.

Perspectives leads to refusal.

Tangled in a rectangle.


Thursday, 15 December 2011

fakta bulan


Moonlight comes from the sunlight reflected by the moon.

Therefore it's still a sunlight. no?

Sunday, 20 November 2011

Static

Static

static static static static static static static static static static static static static static static

Saturday, 19 November 2011

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow.

Point and shoot

Yesterday is history,
tomorrow a mystery,
today is a gift.
That's why they called it the present.

Saturday, 15 October 2011

Packed bags and rolled ciggarette pt.2

Im longing for a new adventure. 2 more years to prepare. Long wild journey ahead.

Saturday, 3 September 2011

Perindu

perindu

yearn (yûrn) intr.v. yearned, yearn·ing, yearns

 1. To have a strong, often melancholy desire.
 2. To feel deep pity, sympathy, or tenderness: yearned over the child's fate.

Monday, 11 July 2011

What Sarah Said

And it came to me then
That every plan is a tiny prayer to Father Time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU
That reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself
That I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak on the LCD
Took you a little farther away from me
Away from me

Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines
In a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend
On a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth
I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground
As the TV entertained itself

'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous paces bracing for bad news
Then the nurse comes around and everyone lifts their head
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said
That love is watching someone die

So who's going to watch you die
So who's going to watch you die
So who's going to watch you die

Monday, 4 July 2011

the last goodbye.

The last goodbye. -KTM Tanjong Pagar, singapore-

They say it's easy to identify people who will be crossing the afterlife within 100 days. Just look them in the eye.

You'll know because you are not looking at a mirror anymore.

.unnecessary people cried.
.unreasonable reason to be sad.

.the mother of all hypocrisy.

and also it's amazing to see how people brag talk about themselves by using death as a catalyst.

nonsense

Tuesday, 31 May 2011

If you ask me,

If you ask me what am i afraid of, its karma. Im taking You away before He catches up. Keeping you safe in my cup.

Sunday, 17 April 2011

behind the veil.

Search 'sixth sense phone' in youtube. this is the predecessor

hold still. perfect. there there. you dont have to hide.

Fisheye
Kodak Elitechrome
Cross Processed

Wednesday, 13 April 2011

the tale of Jurong East

The tale of Jurong east.

caution :

when standing on the platform, please stand behind the yellow line. because you may fall, then the train comes, splitting your body into two, make a mince meat of your abdomen, leaving your lower body intact. representing your new form. then you would once in awhile appear to lonely someone. just as a reminder of what had happened when you are ignorant, selfish and kiasu gila babi.

Tuesday, 5 April 2011

Sunday, 13 March 2011

And when I got lost in reality

I'm just a visitor. I'm not permanent.

It's the moment when everything around you starts to disappear. Faded slowly just how you breathe on the window on rainy days.

And at that exact split second moment, you yearn. and keep on yearning.