Mengertilah anakku.

I know it's pretty absurd. What on earth with 'mengertilah anakku'?


I don't even have kid. Or worst, I don't even married. YET.
But I just think I started to understands, how does it feels like to be parents.


I have a sister named, Ina for short. I always lecture to her. Don't do this, don't do that. What do you think you're doing? That's wasting time and yada yada yada.


I know that these stuff might suffocate her. Well, who likes to be lecture. To be nagged. Who likes? 


But only if she knows, I did all that for the sake of her own good. I don't want her to fail in education. I ask her to stop facebooking or maybe reduce the time she spends in front of the computer and yeah, go studyyyyy!


Ommo, please, mengertilah adikku.


Education is important nowadays. What would you do when you're suck at it? Do you think to be a doctor, engineer and etc requires you the ability to chat in facebook?


NO WAY! There's no such thing sis. Please, get back to reality. We should be awake in this competitive world.


Some might say, "Ala, tak semestinya tak berjaya dalam pelajaran bermakna tak berjaya."


Okay, true. But it doesn't mean you can abandoned your education. You should at least try your best first. And next, let Him determine it. Well at least we give our best ain't it?


Anyway, if you say so (read:Ala, tak semestinya tak berjaya dalam pelajaran akan gagal dalam hidup), why do you still study? Go sleep all day and just hope money will chase you then. 


Huh, it's undeniably hard to actually tell the kids why they shouldn't do this, why they shouldn't do that. Only if they knew.

Son and daughter of mine, in case you guys are reading this one day, please understand your mom. Mommy just want the best for all of you. <3


p/s: It's never easy to built a family. Just make sure you're completely ready if you've decided to have one.


Bui-bui.

An egg, once broken remains broken.

Salam and hello Malaysians! (err,you're not Malaysians? Okay, hello whatever-you-might-be-then)

I'm gonna tell all'o'ya a very valuable story this time.

Nahh..here it goes.

There was once a kindergarten teacher who is in charge in a hyperactive class. Everyday, the students will always come up with problems. So like always, it happens on this fine Monday morning.

That day, a fight broke out between between two boys.

The blonde male child of course screamed "He started it!" while the male child with black hair exclaimed "He call me fat!"

Then, both of them were brought to the principal. The principal asked "What's going on between you two?"

"He punched me"said the blonde boy.

"He call me fat and said that I looked like a hippo." said the teary-eyed black-haired boy, obviously feeling the pain of the hippopotamus at being dissed with such an insult.

The next day, the teacher had come up with a plan.

"Class, today we're going to to have an experiment. I need a volunteer to help me. Anyone?"

As usual, the volunteer Stephanie raised her hand.

"Yes Stephanie, come to the front."

"Alright, I have an egg. Stephanie will help me to crack it. I want all of you to observe what happens to the egg."

After Stephanie had finished cracking the egg, she went back to her sit.

"Now, anyone could tell me what you saw?"

"Yes Elle." She pointed to a girl that had been raising her hand since morning.

"The calcium layer of the egg was successfully fissured and the albumen, as well as the nucleus or the yolk as we call it spilled out, although the vitelline was successfully kept intact."

Just managing to prevent her jaw from dropping to the very detailed observation made by Elle, the teacher replied, " Very good Elle."

"Now, does any one of you know how to put the egg back to in its shell?"

The class did not have an answer, not even genius Elle (not that she lacked the brain power, it's just that it was out of her zone of proximal development).

"Come on, who can answer me.I'm waiting.." The teacher teased quite unethically, although she did have her point, as we're about to find out.

"Teacher, we can't put the egg back in its shell. It's just impossible!" Exclaimed Elle.

"Correct you again Elle! We can't put the egg back together. And you know why? An egg once broken, remains broken," while turning to the two boys that fought the day before. "The same is true with words. Every time a word leaves a mouth, it can never return. That's why we should be careful of what we say to others. Words can be hurtful and may even ruin a future, like breaking an egg."

At this, the blonde-haired boy stood up, walked all of 5 feet to the weight-abled classmate and said "I'm sorry I called you fat."

"I'm sorry I punched you," answered the child.

The teacher smiled, and the class was back to its old noisy self again.

p/s: This story is an adaptation from a book; Life Is An Open Secret.

Soooooo... do you get the point?

I'm sure you do.

Here, I would like to apologize to anyone and everyone that have been hurt by my egg-breaking, or word blurting. I know that my mouth runs without having to consult my brain most of the times, and this results in a lot of hurt for others.

I truly am sorry, for I never say something that would hurts my friends intentionally (if u're not my friend, then that's a different story). Friends, family, if I have ever blurted something out of my mouth capriciously and it resulted in your feelings being affected in a negative way, I hope you find it in your hearts to forgive me, for I am nothing without you.

Sorry again!

Bui-bui.

I want the memory to last forever!

Hye everyone!
I was doing my math tutorial that suddenly reminds me to update my blog. So here are some pics.

PILOT The Shaker | I feel imperfect without it

Circle | Nice topics

Calculator | I havent change the battery since last i bought it

I just want to upload these. Yeah.. at least something that can remind me of my days here(my campus). So that I can reminisce what I have gone through.yawn*

Its already 12.32am.

I’m going to bed.

Bui-bui.