Lovely Goddess; Cause Life is Damn Beautiful

I just watched PLL, season 5 if you must ask me, and I was wondering, are those real?  Does it happen in real life too? Sounds too complicated, isn't it?  But then I read a book that I just bought, and the title is KL Noir, and it made me think, someone else's life out there IS complicated. While I am sitting around here being lazy and just watch movies, someone out there is fighting for their life.  And it leads me down to feeling grateful. Feeling grateful that I had been given all these luxuries when some people out there are praying for it. 

I am now in the lrt heading to ampang. All this while i just watched the news about bersih. But today i kind of witnessed it. Man, there sure are a lot of people wearing bersih shirt today. Shocking things to see for a kampung girl like me.

the other day, i was furious at 5 Marikh, because they liked to tease this boy and he ended up going crazy and cried. it was disturbing. so i was really really really really angry and they were all afraid of me and they didn't say a word at all.  i told them, this is my level 3 of my anger. they never want to see my anger level at 10.  so yesterday, when i asked 5 marikh to sit down, and it was really hard at first, and i made the angry face,  one of the boys said, "kau nak tengok ke teacher marah level 10?" do you want teacher to be at level 10 when she is angry?  i felt like laughing, but of course i had to control my face so i put on the stern face.  hai, nak perli aku ke apa, level 10. hahaha... 

yesterday, i entered 5 Marikh first. which is the fourth class out of the six classes of Year 5.  i had fun teaching them, since i printed out big picture and they were really interested in learning. even though they are a bit noisy, but i just let them since my throat was hurt.  when i was teaching, i could see there was one pupil who kept looking into the classroom. he was from another class and he seemed interested in what i teach. :) i felt proud for awhile.  after i ended with marikh, i went to Zuhrah. they are the second class out of six. so, they are considered a good class. when i gave them work at 11.30 a.m., i sat down and did my lesson plan for the next week.  i drew three tables on the board, hoping that they will fill them in.  but at 12 o'clock, there was this boy, who had just copied one table. half an hour, what was he doing??????  i picked his book and i threw his book. yes. i was furious.  then i warned the class, whoever doesn

i hardly ever go out without putting at least the compact powder on. unless i am going to the supermarket and i can't be bothered putting on so much on my face cause i'll be going for like 15 minutes. there's no use in putting even a compact powder, just sprayed on sunblock if i want to.  a lot of people are under the impression of, people who put on makeup every morning are late comers.  you can't be serious? i've seen most late comers are men. so, are they putting on makeup?  it's a weird thing to say for women who love makeup.  for example, every morning, i will go to school with my room mate, and sometimes she is also late, but it seems, i was the one to be blamed for us being late. the words i received was, ni mesti Amalina yg lambat.  like, excuuuseee me? *with that tone please*  heh.  i've heard this a lot.  and some people don't like and don't understand people who wear makeup. what the heck is wrong with

today, i felt hopeless after i asked the pupils to sit down and read the scrapbook that the other class made.  i even hit two of my pupils really hard at their back until my hand was trembling and red. it hurts. i wonder how they must've felt. maybe it wasn't that bad because they kept repeating the same thing over and over again until i became fed up with their attitude. who won't?  i've heard so much stories about them, some of them are from broken families, but there is nothing i can do to help their situation. i am way closer to them rather than the other class that i teach.  even with me being angry all the time, they didn't see me as a fierce teacher, at all.  physically, i am small. yes. one pupil of mine is way bigger than me but since he is just a kid, he sees me as a grown up, and also, whenever i give him the stare, he will be quiet. but for like one minute. that's it.  i went home alone, because my room mate isn't around, an

seriously banyak benda nak tulis, tapi macam takdak masa. sebab, i need time to sit and think of nothing but blogging. baru lah bulih. idea dah ada dalam kepala, tapi still rasa ada benda lain nak kena buat. tengok surat data, teringat fail data kena buat, tengok fail pppbm, fikir kena update, tu tak kira another file, file guru baru. lagi lah tak terbuat. nangis oi camni. this weekend, memang tak duduk rumah pasal ikut kawan berjalan ke muar. haha. nantilah update pasal tu.

We say the words 'i love you' everyday. But how often we really mean it? Just thinking. Being away is hard. Being in a distant relationship is hard. We have our own space and we dont see much as other couples do, but hey, that is okay right? At least we understand the meaning of missing each other and in a way, growing up but still holding on to each other. When you are in a relationship for a long time, you know what kind of fights that is worth fighting. And sometimes, i just let it go because it is just too exhausting. Seriously taktau pabenda aku mrepek. Hahaha.

No has ever told me that i had put on my make up in a wrong way. Seriously. No one. I am not sure whether they are impressed with my makeup collection or, they just dont even know how to judge. Until. Recently, one of my students told me, especially when i put on my mascara and blusher, they told me i looked like anabelle. Seriously kids? I put lots of efforts you know. But, thanks to them,i realized my mistake in makeup which i had been doing for years now. So one day i looked up for the info and i spent half of my day reading about eye shapes and what is the right makeup. Truth is, there are a lot of different outshapes. And with makeup, you just need to do and experiment with them to know which one suits you best. Each one of us is different in so many ways, and so does with makeup. You see, from what i know, and the 'research' i did, my eyes shape is portruded. Yes. It does not sound beautiful but i can guarantee when you see them,you'll fall in love with them

him: dengar tak saya play lagu ni? me: tak dengar pon.. him: memang la. lagu tak mula lagi. -.-'' 

kisahnya hari ni aku bagi calar keta jazz kawan aku yang dia baru beli. huhuhuhuhu.. guilty. tapi nasib dia baik sesangat, dia kata takpe. so tadi aku nak kasi duit dulu, sebab dia cakap dia nak bawak gi kedai kawan dia, tapi dia taknak. T_T add up to my guilty lagi lah kan. haha. 

26/7/2015 pegi open house rumah cikgu. ya Allah, makanan best gilossss. sedap yg amat. nasib datang awal. hahaha..  nampak bulat giler.  loving my makeup !  wajib ada gambar tak senonoh camni.  yer. aku spesis duduk bersila kalau nek keta. 

this entry sangat banyak gambar. penuh gambar selfies. wajib ada muka aku. miahhaha.. nak abadikan dalam kenangan tarikh ni. walaupun tak special mana, tapi i had super lots of fun with the girls. p/s: banyak gilos gambar perasan lawa from me. so kalau rasa meluat tengok, sila scroll sampai ke bawah terus. baru ada gambar orang lain sama. hak3 hashtag: myblogdontcare  introducing my housemate yg gila-gila cam aku.  meet hidayah. jazz owner. hahaha. also, zalora analyst.  meet mek nur. the prettiest girl in the house and also, the nurse.  sebelum kehadiran hidayah, pasal dia tak ingat dah kunci ke belom kete lepas kitorang blah dari parking. -.-''  hantu selfie sunggoh masing-masing  okay, niat sebenar nak pi kenduri jer.  pastu tersinggah times square.  kebas henfon orang pstu selfie soran