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Two weeks, two goals, three games, three trophies


While his former team mates were struggle to qualify for champion league group stage, Arsenal’s ex-captain continues to collect what he can’t get at Arsenal for six (sick) years.

Yup, shiny things called silverware. I’m sure most of gooners as my self rarely heard about it. Right?
you really miss that thing huh cesc?

So, two weeks, two goals, three games, three trophies… and counting. Not to mention, he also scores the second goals against Porto FC to make sure Barcelona win their 4th UEFA Super Cup titles and 12th Barcelona titles with Guardiola. 
 
No wonder why he really wants to move back to Barcelona. Wish you all the best Cesc, and F**k off Barcelona FC!!!!
 

P/s: he scores his first goal for Barcelona FC in Joan Gamper Throphy against Napoli.

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A story of Teachers and their pupils



For those who don’t knows, and care enough to know, I’m living next to my primary school.

Why I brought that up? Right now annoyingly I’m listening to a teacher nagging (in assembly) to students who doesn’t bring national flag to school (for Merdeka day celebration). And not just today, I have to listen to her nagging this whole week because apparently, this week she is on duty (sigh).

I don’t want to condemn but I notice this for a while now, that some of these teachers talk to their student without mouth filtering. They really say what they want to say.

As I notice in TV dramas, movie, etc, a teacher (especially main actress) is like an angel, really care about their student, soft spoken, and (of course) beautiful.
sekadar hiasan
 But the way I heard here, teachers (not all of them) always yell, make an inappropriate comparison with their students, say harsh words and many more.

I mean, come on… what do you expect from 12 years old (and younger) kids? I know sometime kids during that age are really getting to my nerve but I really don’t expect that from an adult with qualification to teach kids.
 Back to the time I studied here also, these kinds of creatures (not the same person) already exist. Some teachers even unfairly treat us according to our parent’s social status. And for a poor family living next to school; I am, with no doubt had received among the worse treatment. But of course there are only a few of them.

Some of them just randomly say things, some of them picking up certain student to bully and some of them actually a very good educator. And there are some of them can balance it. They cruel at some times, but still pupils still love them because they know how to win a pupil’s heart (come on…it is not that hard).

I still remember certain teachers who love to make my day miserable back then.

The first one is a single female teacher with a filthy mouth. Almost every time she came to my class, she always came up with a topic to insult or mock me. I hardly remember a sweet thing she manages to say to me. Hardly… but I think she had. And she retires with a single status remain.

In standard three, I have a male teacher with a very bad temper. If you didn’t do your homework, pelempang was a sure result. But he manages to somehow win our hearts. May be it is because we were so naïve back then. By the way, he involved in a car accident one day. He survived.

There are another male teacher who love to pelempang his pupil (boys only). And of course at that time we boys feel so unfair because he only hit boys. When gets older, I learn that hitting a girl is dayus. But hitting boys is okay I guess… if you pick someone with your own size DICKless!!! By the time I left the school he already married 3 years and childless.
 Move on…

The fourth one is also a He. I remember one day accidently tore a chalkboard eraser (the one made with cloth winding) while playing with my friend. I checked the price for one of those, and it was 80 cents back then. And for a 80 cents worth of mistake, I have been insulted for the rest of that year.

something like this but more oval-looking

For the record, I did pay 50 cents to him with extra money from my school t-shirt purchased. But the insults continue… then one day my classmate (a girl) accidently broke a chair and he forgave her right away. Aaaaaa… isn’t he is a forgiving person? Forgiving my ass!!

And that brought us to the last but not least, my kindergarten teacher. She is a loving person, but she grades her student by our parent’s social status.

I remember getting a pair of tupperware, a scroll and a plate (some kind of trophy I think) while my other friends (with higher social standard’s parent of course) got a hamper each with remote control car, Barbie doll and many more toys.
 I don’t want to brag about it, but during my primary school I always got higher grade than most of those nobel prizes winners.

But of course not all of them are bad. There are many of them who actually really gave credit to me based on my education level. Some of them are bad tempered too.

Kids at primary school level are still naïve. You hit them, a second later you can cheer them up with your cold joke and they still love you in the end of the day. You can be strict, but there is a way to do so. You are allowed to punish them in order to give them a lesson, but don’t hit them at their face.

Even though you are a teacher and kids are supposed to respect you, don’t expect that before you learn how to respect them first.
I used to watch a movie about a chef (Catherine zeta jones) who had to take care of her dead sister’s daughter, brought her niece to her workplace (because her niece doesn’t want to stay alone at home). Her niece’s teacher caught her (the niece) sleep in her class and find out that she stay late at night because she followed her aunt to the restaurant.

The principle take an immediate action by calling her aunt and give her (the aunt) a warning if she ever brought her niece to workplace again, she (the principle) will call the child service and claim the aunt guilty for illegal child labor.

Did you see the different? Regardless the aunt is a head chef of a famous restaurant in town, the principle still make her pupil’s needs as a priority. Even though in order to do so, she needs to ‘black mail’ the aunt.

p/s: Allah loves kids as they have no sins (not like us). So whoever hurts a kid, believe me, they’ll be hurt later.
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Three annoying situations in 10 minutes


I’m home. Just arrive from Titi Mukim, bought a RM10 celcom top-up for me and gardenias for my sister. The time taken from my home to Titi Mukim, then get back home is less than 10 minutes by car.

In those 10 minutes, I have met three kind of annoying peoples. And they are all at Titi Mukim.

The first one, happen when I want to go to D-5 mart. There is a small road there, just enough for one car to go in, and one car to go out. But the problem is, there is someone who use his dick (not sure whether a man or a gurl) to think, and park his white viva on the entrance of the road. Right-on dick.

After fail to take right turn because of that dick, I have to change my plan and go to another shop. Luckily there are top-up premise and shop nearby.

So, move on to the second situation which is happening in the shop, at the counter. After paying for my gardenias, I stretch my hand (hulur tangan) to get the changes, but the cashier annoyingly put an ‘extra effort’ to put the change on the counter even though I was clearly send a message (by stretching my hand) to her that I want that changes in my hand.

Is it that hard? Do you think I want to hold your hand by doing so? If you are so afraid to touch me, just drop it into my palm. Don’t you worry about someone abusing you because my spare tire has a better looking than your face!!!

Finally, may be this is the least annoying compared to previous two situations. When I want to make a U-turn from my park back to the main road, I nearly hit someone. While I’m busy look at other vehicles, all of sudden there is a man right in front of my car. I mean really in front of my car, if I didn’t notice him, I might hit him.

May be that is also my fault because I already focusing on other vehicle and didn’t aware of pedestrian. But seriously, if I’m the pedestrian, I won’t walk straight to a car which is try to make a U-turn out of a parking spot hoping that the driver will notice me. The risk is at me (as pedestrian).
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PROBLEM


When problems come…

And you have strength and courage

Face them

If you don’t have the courage, but you have the strength

Hide them…


“I love walking in the rain, cause then no one knows I’m crying”

If you don’t have both

then RUN
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Silence


Too much of it, you may feel awkward. None of it may be disturbing. Yup, it is silence.

For girls,


“ silence is a girl's loudest cry…
…you know she’s really hurt when she starts ignoring you”

Been there. Even though sometime it is not even my fault. But hey, if you can’t handle her at her worst, you don’t deserve her at her best.


In term of friendship,

“ true friendship comes when silence between two peoples are comfortable” – David Gentry

Well, that words from western philosophy, lets take a look at silence from Islam point of view.

from Bukhari,


"It is better to sit alone than in company with the bad; and it is better still to sit with the good than alone. It is better to speak to a seeker of knowledge than to remain silent; but silence is better than idle words"


Imam ash-Shafii said:

I was told: "You keep silence, but they are arguing with you?!"

And I answered: "Words (in this case) are the keys to the door of evil".

He who keeps silence in response to a stupid or ignorant person is worthy of being respected,

Silence preserves dignity and honor.

Don’t you see that lions are silent, but everybody is afraid of them,

Whereas dogs bark all the time and everybody drives them away and throws stones at them.
 
Last but not least, let see a hadith related to the virtues of silence,

"The rank of a man of silence is better than divine service for
sixty years."-The Prophet Muhammad (SAW), as reported by 'Imran bin
Hussain
 
p/s: some people can’t remain silence even though in their sleep (snoring).

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