Friday, February 29, 2008
and 29th february is finally here...
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11:16 PM
if i were to be born on 29th Feb, my burpday for sure i want it to be grand.
grand as in a celebration with all my love ones. definitely.
for as long as 1 week would be better. lol.
it's once in 4 years, ok.
at this very rare date and day, babyku can't be home despite working all day from morning just now.
known to many i supposed, that JI detainee managed to escape despite the tight security.
i wonder how. very strange.
dear Allah, please protect Zul Hilmi Bin Khalid and his collegues while serving their duties in protecting us from these JIs.
Hopefully that JI detainee, Mas Selamat will be caught soon.
I don't want him to escape from his punishment scot-free.
and for all of us, let's all be vigilant.
he could just be near. somewhere. he can be anywhere now. here.
on the other note, formal observation by my supervisor has been set. fast&furious i know.
next Friday it is. thankfully, it's gonna be my p2 class for a start.
unfortunately for the 2nd one, it's gonna be a surprise visit. we're told only the week that she'll be coming. scarry merry.
and i requested for my CT to have a formal one for my p2 too before my supervisor comes.
just so i could have a fruitful feedback to prepare for my supervisor's observation.
hopefully, everything's gonna be a smooth sailing.
speaking of which, i nearly cut off my little short finger while using the paper cutter in school just now.
worst, i only realised it after 5 seconds just because the blood started to make a stain on the paper.
i can never imagine having a finger less to do all my work. it's the right finger, mind you!
i'm a right-handed person. so my right fingers, my right hand...
they're all of great importance to me.
i can't do work with my left hand except of course, to cleanse your you-know-where.
other than that, they're my life saviour.
now, i'm relying on my four right fingers which is weird. it's hard.
but what i feared most about is to let that part of the wound be touched by the water.
you know how it feels, right? =(
and i must try my best to not let anything be near that wounded part of my poor finger.
it hurts alot. like really alot.
hopeless, i know. but be in my shoes and you will understand.
and we (nandini and i) wondered if that black&white cat infront of our school was dead or alive.
it just lay there with its body being stretched. without any single movement for awhile.
we were unsure. we were too scared to even go near it.
is it sleeping?
if dad were to be there, he would surely approach the cat to check. from afar that is.
maybe he will use a broom stick to check if the cat's still alive.
if it's dead, he would surely bury it. just like the way he buried a dead bird found at our void deck.
but ironically, if the siblings and i wanted to adopt a cat especially a big cat again, he's strongly against it.
at first, we just can't seem to understand why.
one day, we got the answer to our questions.
being an honest mum, she revealed dad's true fear.
a big cat had once scratched his leg with its paw. from then on, the phobia still remains.
we couldn't help it but to laugh upon hearing this.
nonetheless, he's an animal lover definitely. and so are we.
i really want a kitten. =( it's been such a long time since the family had one.
since i was 10, i think.
anyway, it's TGIF.
which means, i need to do as many lesson plans as i could during the weekends.
but tomorrow i'm going out for awhile after tuition to stock up whatever materials that i need for school.
sigh, the only times when i really need to go out of the house now.
sound pathetic, i know. but what to do...
it's gonna be a long journey i must say.Labels: love, practicum, random
