Gooooooo Greeeeeeeeeeeeeen!

Wow! I've been updating my blog quite frequent for the past few days. Got nothing to do? Not really. In fact, it's the other way around. It's kinda boring being in the office, because I act like I got nothing to do when there is "a bundle of joy" stacked on my table.

Anyway, my college is organizing an event this week called Go Green! Yeah, it's about recycling and all that stuff. Yesterday, in the morning, there was a talk by a representative from SWF (Southern Waste Management), one of the company that collect the rubbish from houses in Johor, I think, talking about the 3R and poor self conscience of Malaysian when it comes to waste management. Since my students were required to attend the talk, so was I. And my God, it was freaking boring! I nearly fell asleep! But thankfully, I managed to endure the suffering of listening to that talk. Hahaha. Later that evening, the staffs and students gathered recyclable materials as much as they can and sold it. The money that they received from the sale will be donated to Tabung Wira Lahad Datu.

For today, I think there will be a presentation by students who signed up for the 3D poster contest where they create a poster using recyclable materials. I was planning to go and watch but unfortunately, I got class to teach. There's also another contest but I can't seem to remember what it is. Hahaha. I don't know why I'm so not interested with all the things in this college. Seriously!

Volleyballing? Not today!

Now the rain is falling down,
falling down,
falling down.
Now the rain is falling down,
so no volleyballing...

Volleyballing.

According to my schedule, yesterday, my class was suppose to end at 6.15 pm. But I ended the class around 5.45. But still, I have to thumb out at 6.15. Just following the procedure, okay? After I clocked out, as I was heading to my motorcycle, I saw a bunch of students doing warm up at the volleyball court. Since it has been quite a while since the last time I played the game, I decided to go to the court to watch them.

From just wanting to watch, I ended up playing with them, wearing my office attire. Cool, don't you think? No, it's not cool. It ain't easy playing a game where you need to move a lot wearing leather shoes. Try it, and you'll know what I mean. But yesterday was fun. I played with them until azan maghrib. Kinda brings back old memories.

So today, I'm going to play with them again. But with proper attire. And maybe show some skills for them to learn. (Macam bagus sangat nak ajar orang). Haha. Ini semua POYO! Anyway, right now, I'm just waiting for the clock to struck 5.15 so I can thumb out, go home, take a quick bath, pray, get ready and come back to college. Jyeah!!!

Monday mourning.

Death and taxes. Nothing is as certain as death and taxes. But still, death is not something people talk a lot on compared to taxes, I think. Anyway, most people would prefer to avoid rather than talk about death. It's like a taboo to speak of such word that symbolise darkness, sadness and sorrow. But personally, refusing to speak of it is like denying the fact that sooner or later, we and other living creatures on the face of the earth will die.

What's with the sudden interest in death? Well, this morning, I was blogwalking while marking my students' papers and I stumbled upon a blog that talks about a young blogger by the name Yasmin Hunwick. Her blog is called http://misschronicz.blogspot.com. She died in June last year, at the age of 17 in an accident along with two friends. So what's so special about that? Nothing, if that is all to it. But what she experienced before her death is what caught my attention.

Now, I'm not really good in conveying thoughts into words. So, I'm sure my writing won't be good enough to touch the hearts of you people out there. But if you wanna know her story, just click the link and read her posts or just google her name and read what others have wrote about her. I'm pretty sure you'll get the clear view of her and maybe you can feel what I felt when I read her story.

And while I was reading blog posts and reports on her, two students of mine suddenly came to my table, asking for some donations to be given to one of their friend who has just lost his mother this morning due to cancer. I'm sure it's a great blow to him especially when the final exam is just in couple weeks time. 

These two things remind me of the thing that I've forgotten. Death is certain, indeed. But the why, when, where, what and how, remain a mystery. We just have to prepare for it. To both of them and those that we knew, who have left us, may their soul rest in peace. Al-Fatihah...

It's Friday!

In Malaysia, Friday is the long awaited day of the week for working people. In some states, that day would be Thursday. Why? Because it is the last day of working. The following day would be the weekend. Which means, time to relax. Time to be spent with family and friends. Time to take a break from all the workloads that has been piling up on the table for the past few weeks.

Yes, I like Friday. I really like Friday. Mainly because of the reasons above. But other than that, there are quite a few good things about Friday as a working man and working at SCC. First, (applying sequence connectors) less working hour. Thanks to Friday prayer, supposedly, were will leave for lunch hour at 12.15 but by then, almost half of the staffs have already left (typical government worker). And we have to be back at the office by 3.15.

Second, I have no class! Which is freaking awesome. I just sit at my table, wasting my time on Facebook or blogwalking or reading sports news (mainly on football). Ignoring all the tests and assignments of the students that I'm supposed to check. Sorry awer, when it's Friday, I'm in no mood to do any markings, okay? Sometimes, I listen to all the gossip from kakak-kakak in the SLS unit while they belek-belek some clothes that one of them is selling. What else can you expect when women gather around, right?

Third, which is a really really really good thing, is what they call Budaya Al-Quran. Now, I don't know whether it's something that was made compulsory by MOHE or is it something that only this college is doing. But to me, it's not something that I normally see. Every Friday morning, between 8.00 to 9.00, all staffs (lecturers + administration) will gather at the meeting room to read the Quran. We all would read it and one ustazah will recite the meaning.

Next, is something extra for last week and this week. Potluck. Yeah, the people around here loves to eat. They eat almost everything, all the time. Lots of free food on Friday. The organizer, which are the girls from General Studies Unit (my unit) prepared most of the food. When I said girls, I was referring to two young women (younger than me). One is a newly wed, the other is still single. They even bring the rice cooker and cook the rice in the pantry. Sangat gegeh! But they are a nice bunch of people.

Well, the food is ready. And my tummy is already singing the song of hunger. Time to eat. Later.

*Sigh*

Going back and forth from Muar to Segamat and Segamat to Muar every single day for work is freaking tiring!