One 'bimbo' family at home!

Something happened just now. 

It started like this....

I was on my way to the kitchen, and halfway there, I saw something on the floor. It was brown in color, the size was 5x bigger than a cockroach and it has something like an 'antenna'. I walked back to the living room and asked my youngest brother, Jemir to take a look at it.

Big mistake.

Me: Jemir, apa tue kat dapur?

Jemir: Apa?

Me: Tengok la...

Jemir: *walked slowly with a pillow in his hand and menyorok belakang dinding to take a look at that thing*

Jemir: EEEEE! Apa tue?????

Me: Mana lah kakak taw!!

Jemir: Ma, tengok ma! *peluk bantal*

Now my mom and my dad.

Mama: Apa dia? *menyorok belakang dinding ALSO to take a look at that thing*

Mama: EEEE!! Apa tue?? Pa! Tengok pa! Apa tue??

Papa: Apa dia? Ayam la. Ayam percik jatuh kot.

*my dad bought ayam percik for dinner*

Mama: Bukan! Tengok la!

Papa: *walked slowly and menyorok belakang dinding ALSO*

Papa: EEEE! Apa tue? 

Mama, Me and Jemir: Taktau! Tengokla!

Papa: *went to the kitchen to get a closer look with a newspaper in his hand*

Papa: OWH..... Nie haiwan yang confuse tue...

Jemir: If dia terbang, Jemir lari naik!

Papa: Tak terbang la. Haiwan yang confuse tue la.

Me: Haiwan apa?

Papa: Haiwan nie taktau dia siput or dia babi.

Mama: Buang la!

Papa: *he picked it up and brought it to the living room*

Mama, Me and Jemir: *screamed*

Wanna know why we screamed? Because my dad wanted to throw it to us. Especially to my mom. And my mom took a newspaper and beat my dad up and my dad almost put it on my mom's head! And where was I and Jemir you asked? We were on the other side of the living room holding a pillow in case my dad wanted to throw it at us. Haha.

And when my dad wanted to throw the 'siput babi' outside, he accidentally dropped it on the floor and EVERYBODY screamed! Yeah, we were like bimbos. Haha.

p/s: Emir was not home. So, he missed out the whole thing. Too bad! Back to ASSignments now. 

Jerawat Oh Jerawat.

I have pimples! And of the pimples is situated on the side of my nose. Not inside my nose, okay.

That is not the embarrassing part yet. 

I was on the way to Tatie's house to pick her up to go to UM. I didn't realize how big my pimple was on the side of my nose until I stopped at the traffic light. So while waiting for the light to turn green, I decided to 'picit' my pimple. So I looked at the mirror and squeezed it as hard as I can. And suddenly I felt like someone was looking at me. And when I turned around...

Yerp, you guess it right. A police car. Two police men was looking at me and they smiled at me. More like 'tersengih'. I was so embarrassed and I just looked at the front and wished that the traffic would turn to green at anytime soon. Once the traffic light turned green, I drove as fast as I can (not above the speed limit). Malu okay!

p/s: okay, I need to start to buy facial wash. 

First time.

I had to do a demo teaching yesterday (Tuesday) at ELS PJ. As you all know, I am desperately looking for a job. It's not like I'm not enjoying myself at home doing nothing but watching tv and eat all the time. But I need money. And to have money means, I have to work. Unless I have Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt as my parents. I don't have to work at all! OR maybe people will offer me a job without me asking for it. HA! If only I have Angelina and Brad Pitt as my parents lah. *dream on, Nadia!*

Anyway, back to my demo teaching experience. I was told to teach "Adverbs of Frequency". I hate teaching grammar. Because sometimes my grammar pun lintang-pukang. Haha. So, I prepared slides and also lesson plan only to know that I was not able to use the slides. Pfft! And I couldn't sleep the whole night because I was nervous. 

That morning, it was raining heavily. The road was so jammed. My demo teaching was at 9.30, so I got out at 7.45. And I reached ELS PJ around 9.15! Crazy right? 

I started the class by asking them to introduce themselves. And then I started teaching. Mind you, the students there are mostly Arabians. Or maybe Pakistanis. I had never taught students from Middle East before. And while I was asking them to give me example of a 'be verb', one particular student stood up.

Particular student: Ahm teacher! Ahm!

Me: Sorry? Arm? 

Particular student: Ahm teacher!!

Me: Arm? What's wrong with my arm?

Particular student: No teacher! Ahm?

Me: Your arm?

Particular student: No teacher! I ahm!

Me: Owh! 'am'... You mean 'I am'?

Particular student: Yes, teacher. Am.

Geez! I have heard stories from Tatie and Wawa about their students' pronunciation. And I always laughed at their stories. Now I have experienced it myself. I felt so bimbo and embarrassed. I mean, the Academic Director was observing me kot! Thank God she didn't comment anything about that. HA!

p/s: here's to hoping that I will get a job. Amin.