Si Tenggang’s Homecoming

Dear friends,

Aku dah pindah ke blog baru. Pagi Hari di Durham boleh dicapai di alamat di bawah:-

http://pagihari.solarstreak.com

Ada mailing list untuk korang subscribe (dia akan antar email bagi post terbaru, macam yang friendster duk antar gak).

So, for those who haven’t check it out, it’s time for you to take a peek of my new blog.

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Dear Friends,

Thanks for the memories and thank you for a wonderful 6 months in Malaysia.
Sesungguhnya aku telah melihat tempat ini dalam perspektif yang berbeza.

Kerna kita tidak tahu di mana penghujung kita, maka aku menyusun sepuluh jari
memohon ampun atas apa yang aku lakukan. I might hurt some people intentionally
or not. In any way, those are my mistakes I hope you forgive me for.

I’ve been myself for not replying your sms, for not answering your ‘hi’ on MSN
or YM. Because I rather be liked for being myself than being adored by faking
it.

I was a part of myself when I suddenly become emotional, annoying etc. Bak kata
Kak Dijah,

blames the hormones.

So, to end this chapter of the blog, here’s my new vids, a cover of Jonas
Brother’s song - Hello Beautiful

Amri

Just quick notes for everyone:-

Thanks
Terima kasih atas ucapan-ucapan dan kata-kata sokongan. I appreciate it.

Phone/SMS
Aku akan guna nombor baru kat sana, tapi no Malaysia masih lagi kekal, aku bawak handphone lama Motorola aku. Tujuannya untuk Internet Banking. Sebarang sms tidak dijamin untuk dibalas. Well, you should know me by now. Panggilan telefon tidak akan diangkat sebab aku kena caj RM2.50 seminit kalau angkat. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Blog
Thanks to my blog readers, I get some fun writing with your existence. Aku akan terus menulis sebab ni cara aku lepas tekanan. New blog is coming very soon. Aku tukar address sebab dah lama sangat kat sini.
Up to this date, I have 432 posts and 885 comments. Time to move on to some new place:)

Book
Buku P.S. I Love You dah abis dibaca 2 hari lepas. Sorry ek orang lain sebab Kak Khalidah yang 1st cop, so dia pinjam dulu. Pastu kalo korang nak pinjam, contact2 la dia.

I play it cool.
Some people around me started to feel a lil bit gloomy. They showed it. Particularly my sister and some friends. I did my poker face, or probably I thought I did.
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2 days more before I depart. I did feel a lil melancholic, so said Abg Tra.
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I had driven through Labu Besar again today as I had to fill up the tank of my car. Mom talked to dad and I couldn’t hear their conversation. As the car move away from that place, I started to tremble silently.
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I keep wondering myself, how come does this Pumpkin Race thing affect me so bad this time around. Last Thursday, I went to the school to bid farewell. Kak Khalidah and Zakia came along.
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Later that night, Zakia sent me a message saying that she had started to miss them. What kind of vibe had been sent by these students? I wonder.
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Hidup, hidup…
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But as I type this current blog, I am cheering up a little bit.
I am stronger than this.
I should remember back the time where I landed in London with no place to stay and no friend waiting.
This time, Mahadi is coming this Friday to meet me (payback of what I did when he landed). I have secure accommodation this time around. I know where to get food and stuff. I don’t have to worry much.
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Or probably because everything is so secured, that is why I am trembling. As I could expect what’s waiting in UK, this mind are not worrying like before and this heart is seeking to be filled…
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Hidup, hidup….

I feel fine.
I already got the flight itinerary  (I took minutes to figure out how this word is spelled out)

So, everything is cleared. I just have to go for some last minute shopping and I’m all good to go.

Yesterday I went to my sis school. Meet the students and all.
Today, my family will come over for some small party (read: kenduri kecik2)

I’m all good.

‘It is over’, my friend said, marking our end in this era.
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Aku baru sampai balik dari KL. Dalam kul 8.30 tadi. Semalam, aku turun USM. Lepak makan-makan pizza di USM, dan kemudian pack-pack barang dari rumah transit. Bebudak debat tolong.

Pizza

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That’s it for the batch. Lepas aku fly, hampir separuh dah takde - Kimi, Shila, Nurul, Pidin, Zali. Kak Mar dah grad master itu hari. Kak Khalidah ada misi dia sendiri kat US. Aku berazam untuk balik tiap-tiap tahun, untuk handle Pumpkin Race dan jugak jumpa bebudak debat, supaya aku sentiasa kenal batch2 baru.
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Note: Servis Pizza Hut di Sg 2 SANGAT teruk.
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Spider

Pastu semalam, balik jer dari USM, rehat dalam 1 jam lebih, ayah aku menghantar lak gi SP, amik bas ke KL.
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Pagi tadi pergi Kementerian Pengajian Tinggi kat Putrajaya. Aku contact Spider, dia datang la jumpa aku. Eh, apsal aku terlupa nak contact Naz dan Emmy ek? Ya Allah, lupa betul. Dah 3 kali pergi, aku tak teringat langsung nak contact diorang. Ish ish.
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Pastu naik motor ngan Spider gi makan kat kedai makan dekat UPM. Pastu dia antar gi stesen monorel. Sempat la catch up sikit sebanyak. Sekurang-kurangnya lengkap la semua x-roommate aku kat C1-2-19 yang sempat aku jumpa - Fariz, Ali dan Spider.
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Fariz, nih gambar Spider. Dah membesar dah dia sikit berbanding dulu. Tapi hang pun membesar jugak kan. So, no surprise there.
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Urusan visa aku dah selesai. So, InsyaAllah, kalo USM dah tempat tiket untuk aku, 9hb ni laa fly.
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Cikgu Aziz
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Aku balik SP, bas rosak kat Ipoh. Naik bas apebenda ntah awalnya. Aku malas nak tunggu, terus aku naik bas Transnasional yang dah nak gerak dah, saja nak sampai awal. Terjumpa la dengan Kakak (crew Pumpkin Race 2).
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Sampai SP dalam kul 7, gi makan kat kedai mamak kat Billion, terjumpa la pulak Cikgu Aziz, cikgu BM aku Form 5 dulu. Sempat la update kat dia aktiviti kawan-kawan Form 5 dulu.
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So, 2-3 hari aku nih dipenuhi dengan aktiviti berjumpa dengan rakan-rakan taulan dan keluarga. Esok nak pi jumpa bebudak Pumpkin Race (note: SMK Labu Besar masuk Bersamamu malam ni, kalo korang tengok laa)
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Lusa, adik beradik nak datang lak.

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Busy mengalahkan menang pilihanraya.

So I kinda sit down on the swing on the porch, looking at the blue sky and I feel like writing something. I ended up humming a melody and here comes the lyrics. Just don’t feel like singing on YouTube, but I think I should post this coz I know I’ll be looking again at this so-called lyrics and smile;)

I’m swinging up
on this sit
Looking at the blue sky
Feeling empty in my heart
as I’m sailing away

Trouble may come
but that’s another matter
staying like this
i wanna live forever

But  you can find, the time tonight

I’m in the ocean of dreams
sailing through to you
looking above
all the sky is blue

i’m gonna leave soon enough
and i will be gone
but in the ocean of dreams
i’m sailing through to you

the birds flying up away
making up all the scene
the sharks are swimming all around me
i kinda feel so fine

Trouble may come
but that’s another matter
staying like this
i wanna live forever

But  you can find, the time tonight

I’m in the ocean of dreams
sailing through to you
looking above
all the sky is blue

i’m gonna leave soon enough
and i will be gone
but in the ocean of dreams
i’m sailing through to you

Enough about the dreadful emotion, at least on the blog. Now I want to answer a question sent by a reader of my blog. She is a stranger and she just suddenly wondered. So here’s the question

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QUESTION:

Slm and hi…

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I jst hapn to stumble upon ur blog. Just curious here. Why did u choose 2 b a teacher??

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Sorry.
It’s quite a personal question. But you seem to be quite enthusiastic
about it (from ur blog). Usually guys r not really into this teacher
thing.

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ANSWER:

Salam and hi,

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No problem, it is not a personal question at all. I am all happy to answer such question. Personal question usually revolve around topic such as - relationship, ‘bila nak kawin’, ‘dah ada ke belum’ and the list goes on - and that is the things I hate to answer. In this case, I love to share my thoughts  (or my friend Kak Khalidah will define this ‘aktiviti mengglamorkan diri’).

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Choosing to be a teacher is probably due to a lot of factors. First, it is probably due to the fact that it runs in my blood. Like a warrior son has the skills of fighting, a teacher’s son has the interest to stand in front and talk (or share, but don’t use the latter word coz it’s so lame).

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Family Factor
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My dad was and still a teacher, not a government teacher. He used to taught in ‘dewasa’ class back when the televisions are rare
and just has black and white colour (how come I’m fascinated with my own words?). That was before he join Felda. My sister is a teacher. My uncle is a teacher. My brother in law is a teacher in the same school as my sis. My sister in law teaches in kolej komuniti. My cousins are teachers:-
i- Kak Cik works in SK Haji Omar Tahir
ii - Kak Cik’s husband works in Maktab Perguruan Sultan Abdul Hamid
iii - Abg Teh (Kak Cik’s brother) teaches in Yan
iv - Mas (Kak Cik’s niece, my dua pupu) teaches as well.
v - Abg Shakir is a teacher
vi - Kak Nik (Abg Shakir’s wife, which is my cousin in law) is a teacher

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To make it simpler, I made a chart (oh yes, I have a lot of free time now). Click it to view larger.

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That should conclude how it runs in the family.

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Satisfaction?

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Other than that, the reason of how I am so enthusiastic (quoting your word) is probably come from a joyful moment I had experienced when I teach. It is just a feeling that comes when I look into my students faces and they kinda go like ‘ow… I get it now’, which is really satisfying.

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No praise, no thanks needed. Just pure faces of students understanding it. Some students did have emotionless faces but it is okay. Some are putting on their unnecessary ‘adoring’ faces which creeps me out (I don’t want to elaborate on that).
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Recently I lose my will to go to class as I couldn’t concentrate on preparing my tutorial due to dealing with procedures of going to UK. But still, my Wednesday class reminded me of how fun it is to sit in front and share what I got.
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A realisation of how everyone is not stupid. You just gotta tweak something to make them understand. And to be someone who do the ‘tweaking’, made me feel special. I got some other things that I like to do, but teaching is the one I’m foreseeing myself doing. So that’s why.
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Yeah, those kind of things. It is hard to explain I guess.
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That’s it.

Perak

Aku baru pulang dari Perak. Pergi ke rumah jiran lama di Besout dulu dengan parents aku. Anak dia pun kawan sekolah aku gak (Atun & Ila), so jumpak la balik kawan lama.Atun jer ada. Ila takde sebab tak cuti. Baru jer sampai rumah kul 12.30 tadi.

Semalam, sempat jap gi Taman Hutan Bakau. Tengok-tengok hutan bakau dan monyet-monyet

Selangor

Hari tu lak, aku gi KL. Turun ngan Pidin dan Kak Khalidah. Kitorang gi rumah Kak Khalidah jap kat Selangor, dan aku sempat amik gambar nih:-

Penang

Lega rasanya lepas dah abis kontrak. Aku abis bertugas sandaran pada hari Jumaat lepas. So, sekarang boleh la concentrate untuk 9hb nih. But there’s a lot of interesting things around us that is hardly to miss.
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Gambar kat tangga Kafe Bakti:-

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Kedah

Still missing it:- Pumpkin Race 4.

Current mood: Fine
Ahad malam aku turun KL. Amik surat kat KPT. Nak buat visa, tetiba diorang tutup lak hari Isnin. Isnin petang balik semula ke USM.
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Malam ni (Rabu malam) aku nak turun KL lagi. Hantar surat ke KPT dan buat visa lagi. Esok petang balik semula ke USM sebab ada tutorial hari Jumaat.
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Sekarang dah okey, but I was missing the Pumpkin Racers a lot recently. Probably because the game ended up abruptly, as on Sunday I had to get back to USM. No pep talk about the game with my sis. So, I kinda feel disorientated. I was being sentimental when I was in the bus going to KL (and when I was coming back as well).
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Tears ran down my cheeks when I was in the bus. It’s tougher probably because I’m gonna leave for UK in less than 2 weeks and Pumpkin Race just reminded me of what I’m gonna miss when I departed.
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My friend said, ‘it’s not like you are gonna lose anything when you go to UK’. Well, my heart doesn’t agree.
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[Picture; dalam bas on the way back to USM]