School mode: off

i know that ive been bragging about how calm i was for the prac two weeks ago. but things do not seem to fall into places today. everything seems so wrong! i never had this kind of heavy feelings about going to school...until today. i was really really hard on myself. i woke up early but i decided to not just really wake up until it was quite late. i prepared the lesson half heartedly and im really in the mood of raya still. i miss home. after 2 years been away for raya, this is supposed to be the time. i need a longer hols. kbye. whining. the main thing is, the class was a disaster just now. i need to start up my engine fast. tmrw and the next day got observation.


Ya Allah, keep me calm and cool and stay positive and kind and nice and not a hypocrite and a lover.
Ya Allah, pls help me and my friends esp the one who texted me just now for she is having the same problem as mine. Keep the students and us cool :D

because im a teacher the painter, the students are my canvas. once painted, no matter how hard you try to clean it, there are still gonna leave some stains on it. be good syamim. gambatte!

Ruuuu

tonite's post is dedicated to my rumet :)

dear rumet, it's always a pleasure to see you doing so well in ur prac. i dont know whether you even realise it or not, but you seem to enjoy doing all these prac stuffs more than you think, perhaps. you're singing at 1 am while doing the lesson plan, isnt it a good sign, rite?

i remember before we started the prac, we promised to be strong and keep calm through the prac. and yeah! we did it. it has just been a month of prac but i think we went through a lot of things, kan..

but, this Ramadhan, my double pleasure to see you is when i woke up in the middle of night just to see you were praying, im not sure, guess it gotta be tahajud. then, to see you did dhuha prayer, lots of quran recitation, it really touched me.

just wanna say, im proud of you. and i pray to Allah, to keep you in company and make you a strong girl and to keep istiqamah in whatever good things you're doing.

p/s: cicak cicak cicak :P

owh esok sekolah, skolah, nite2 penang.

malam Ramadhan 24..

;B

i know ive said this thousands, millions timesss. but, again, I MISS SYDNEY! Ramadhan in Sydney had thought me a lot of things and i just couldnt think Malaysia would somehow replace those experiences ive gained over there.

Some of the facts that i remember about the Ramadhan there..

I still remember...

1) the very first time i took the decision to wear my hijab full time..it wasnt an easy decision i must admit. for me, to wear the hijab would absolutely mean 'im a new person, dont judge me'.. it means that I AM A COMMITTED MUSLIM and not just a muslim by name, and to be a muslim among the non-muslims is kinda a heavy job. people around me are looking at me as a muslim and not only some foreigner student. but the feeling to wear the hijab among the non-muslims was undescribeable. it was awesome kind of feeling, i was so proud with my hijab and AM still proud of it :).

2)how baitul warith would always celebrating the 30 days of Ramadhan.. it was superb. i have never had the kind of overwhelmed feeling to celebrate Ramadhan beforehand. when i say Ramadhan, it is not the bazaar and the food..but rather the sense of Allah's mercy surrounds me. it is so calming, i remember how i started to feel that terawih is a MUST or more like COMPULSORY to me. i did it because i really want it. not that i was forced! and baitul warith was a place where ive always set a high target like ' yeah, im up for the challenge to finish the whole Quran this Ramadhan' though i never did, but yeah, the effort and spirit that count ;D

3) did i say that ramadhan is not about the food? well, not really actually.. i love oz's food. i love the kebab and i love everything about the fish and chips, chicken schnitzel, pide, pizza etc etc etc <3 nbsp="nbsp" p="p">

4) this is the time when we mingled a lot more with the other muslims from different background as we did our iftar together in the musolla if we happened to have class at that time. the arabs, the indonesians, the pakistanis and all. i miss them really, even we're not close. 

Tazmazia, Tasmania..

well, i actually know that there are a lot more than these but i just couldnt write more. gotta go to bed now. big day tomorrow ---> siapkan teaching aids dan lesson plan perlukan tidur yg cukup, tenaga yg banyak..

tonite is the 23rd nite of ramadhan..

Ya Allah, temukanlah kami dgn laitatulqadar MU

Allahumma innaka 'awuffun kareem, tuhibbul 'afwa fa'fu annee :)

p/s: doakan kami~