Idol Talk

And so Hady Mirza, The next Singapore Idol. Right from the beginning, I was rooting for either Hady, Rahimah or Paul and i am glad that Hady won in the end. There is no doubt that he deserves the crown. He was the most consistent and versatile contestant topped with a special thing called ‘The Voice’. With all due respect to Jon because I think he has a good deep tone but somehow he just lacks a notch in terms of vocal range in comparison with Hady. Out of the three performance they both performed, my personal favourite were ‘You gave me wings’ sang by Hady. It was simply sensational, very heartfelt and touching.

But why do I feel that this season grand finals are not as grand as the first season. Somehow, something seems to be lacking and missing. I was really expecting more and somehow it wasn’t as exciting as season one. I remembered how Taufik kept me at the edge of my seat. I remembered how I faithfully voted every commercial break for him during the grand finals. I remembered how grand and special the first season was. I am not saying that Hady is not as good as Taufik. Both are good and cannot be compared as they have their own strengths and to compare them both is like to compare an onion and a garlic. Somehow, something is just missing in season two and I can’t figure it quite right. Oh well, it’s over and we know who the winner is so yar… =)

‘An idol is someone who does things to you. The smile of this person, away from this person just drives you crazy. He doesn’t have to be the most talented person in the whole wide world. He doesn’t have to be the best looking. He is just the person that brings out a certain emotion in you’

And my idol, Taufik Batisah. =)


*Cuteness*

Anyway, a sidetrack from all this whole idol talk. I just want to say something to my friends who were surprised to meet me on Saturday without braces and a new phone which ain’t exactly new. The braces, I had them off 2 months ago. In fact the last meeting I had with Ahmad and Syaf at coffee bean during one of the Sat (ages ago), I already had them off. It’s just that you guys didn’t notice them and I didn’t see the need to tell (because I am still using retainers). My phone, I actually bought them even before I join my current company, which means I already had it for 6 months. It's just that i didn’t show it to you guys and yar i was missing for way too long. No excuses. =).
Anyway, “Sapa kata me dah sombong? Sapa kata maybe me dah lawa (because I took my braces off) and I don’t want to layan korang anymore?” Didn’t you see the outbreak of pimples on my face, now that is an evident that work has really been exhausting and stressing me out. So yar, guys, I know you were all just joking but hey, I am just saying that nothing has change except that I am working and it’s making me uglier and not any prettier. I am not taking anything too hard(dont worry about that), just taking it like a pinch of salt. Heh. It was really nice meeting you guys and I miss each and every single one of you. I always believe that it doesn’t hurt or kill to apologise so yar, sorry if I ever hurt or disappoint any of you. Harap dimaafkan, kalau tak nak pun kena maafkan, puasa mana boleh marah marah, hari raya nanti pun kena maafkan. So buat apa nak tunggu lama lama, buang masa aje, so maafkan yana eh. =p Sheesh, I just realize how bad I sound in malay. Hah.

And oh before I end, just for the record. I really have no idea where people are getting this idea. From my colleagues to my friends, they all think I might have a boyfriend. For record sake, I certainly do not have one and not planning to have one any sooner( for as long as I can avoid it). Like what I say to my colleagues, if I do have one (any moment now), it would be like the joke of the century. I am just not ready to give up my freedom and space and share it with anyone. My colleague thinks my reactions and actions to such questions are cute. She thinks it's fun to tease me. haha. She's really mad but i love her nevertheless. haha. =) Till then ppl.. Tkc aite. Huggies..
-haRYANa-

Book Shopping

"Books are the carriers of civilization…They are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind. Books are humanity in print." -Barbara W. Tuchman

My typical sunday schedule would be getting up really late, laze around for the first part of the day before hogging the computer to do some work till really late at night before heading to bed.

Yes, i do work on Sunday and i feel rather pathetic about it. But today, I decided that I shall give myself a breather and just stop thinking about work for once. I think i would go bonkers if i dont give myself a break.

So, I drag my brother to the Warehouse Book Sale at Singapore Expo and went book hunting. When I think of Warehouse Book Sale, I was expecting second hand books selling at really cheap price. Well, i was spot on with the pricing of the books because it was really cheap. But no, they dont sell second hand books, rather they sell first hand books. Can you imagine, really good condition books like those you can find in Times and Borders usually selling at 2o plus, only selling at a range of 8 to 12 dollars. Can you imagine how crazy i went searching through the thousands of books that was available there.

If my brother had not nudge me to stop, if he hadn't queued to pay for the books and rush me to the line, if we didn't had to go anywhere else after that, i would have stayed there till really late and picked up more books. But still i am glad he did what he did because knowing me, i would have just splurge and would really go over my budget. All in all, i bought 6 books for 31 dollars. It's really freaking cheap and I am so proud of myself. It's really hard to get motivational story books/novels that you can relate and connect nowdays. The libraries are filled with too much of love story books.

Speaking of good book, the last good book i read was "My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult. If you are looking for a life story book where you can pounder, cry, reflect and laugh, go get this book. It's worth the money and the time. For now, i am going to get lost in my own world of books. Till then, tkc ppl. Huggies.

-haRYANa-

P.S: Dont mind me, i am a bit "jakun" so hence the excitement because i never been to a warehouse book sale before.

Teachers

"Men learn while they teach" - Lucius A. Seneca

I celebrated my first teacher’s day last Friday. Although, I am not exactly a teacher but yar I am somewhere along that line. I received lots of gifts from my students but the most memorable, precious and valuable was from this particular student by the name of MaryAnn.
She gave me her sincere thanks. She apologizes for being slow in class and thanked me for being so nice and patient with her. She ended her line, telling me what a great teacher I am. For me, those words worth more than anything else in this world. She made me think again about why i want this badly. Seriously, it is not about the gifts, it is not about the compliments. Neither is it about the amount you earn, rather it is all about them. The satisfaction you get when you help them in someway or another even if it is not big can't even be explained in words. The indescribable feeling of joy and happiness when your students comes up to you to tell you how much you made a difference in their life and how you cared when nobody does. It’s the passion for children, in knowing that every kid has a shot to become successful in life and the fact that every kid has their own set of potential and talent. And for the fact that you will be the one that is going to help bring out the most in a kid, to see them grow to become a somebody.
Oh well, I know no matter what happens, I am going to stick my butt around this line. Even if I do venture out to another line, I know at the end of the day, I will come running back to this line.

I remembered during my school days there were some teachers who made an impact in my life. They were those who cared, who always seem to be there for me no matter what. They, who were special in a lot of ways and will forever, be in my memory. I am grateful for them and they are my inspiration.

Miss Melissa, my kindergarten teacher. She was the one who spurred my special interest in arts and music. (She is the one in the green kebaya)



Mdm Zubaidah, my primary school teacher. She was the teacher who guided me throughout my primary school life. She never once stopped believing in me and never once gave up on me when many others did. (I sadly have no photos of her but it is fine because she stays in my memory, for the benefits of others, just picture her as one gorgeous lady)

Mrs Poh, my secondary school teacher. I love her so much. She taught me a lot of moral values and principles of life. She taught me about courage, sensitivity and to crawl into one skin and walk with it. She brought me to the other side of the world of literature. She gave me lots of valuable advices and did many things to boost my low self-esteem and confidence which I was lacking back then. She wasn’t only a teacher but a close friend I could turn to when I needed one.



Mr Seah Chong Poh, my poly teacher. He has a stern and strict look but behind that fierce exterior lies a wonderful and caring teacher. I know I can always turn to him when I face any problems with my work and I know he will go that extra mile to help. I have always hated SNSC (a subject in poly) but he taught me to love the subject. It is only when you start loving the subject then will you do well in it. On top of everything, he is so huge, tall and macho. He never fails to gives me a sense of protection and security whenever i am around him. =)



P/S: I lost my voice due to all the shouting and screaming. Doctor says its acute laryngitis and told me to conserve my voice(which is totally impossible). I am now recuperating but my throat still hurts. This is what you call, Teachers’ occupation hazard. =) Till then..Tkc ppl...

-haRYANa-