dekat u korang same tak cara pemarkahan dengan u kitorang (60:40)
60% markah dapat dari carry mark
dan 40% lagi exam take over?

bagi korang itu menyusah kan korang atau lebih memudahkan?
pendapat kite benda ni sebenanye menyusahkan lagi student

sebab markah kite betol2 begantong dekat cekgu,,
kalau zaman kite sekolah dulu 100% atau maybe ratio 80:20
which yang 80% tuh exam semata

cuba korang bayangkan sume course kitorang cuma dapat 20 out of 60 untuk carry mark
lepastuh korang kene la score fullmark plak untuk dapat pointer yang baik
andai kata 60% peratos tuh ialah exam semata,
lepastuh sekiranya korang dapat pointer siket,
secara konfiden nye kite akan tahu yang kite pointer kite siket atau failed sebab usaha kite siket, malas belaja dan sebgainya,,
kiranya, itu memang salah kite

tapi bila cekgu take over dalam pemarkahan, tak ke kite rase macam cekgu tuh kedkot markah
buyers dan sebagainye?
tak pasal2 tambah dose mengumpatkan

memang kite digalakkan meng-aircond-kan cekgu in order to dapat markah yang baik,
cekgu sayang, dan segala,,

tapi cuba korang fikir,, mana lagi korang rase lagi sedap di denga?

cekgu cakap : "aku suke dengan student A ni, sebab die suka bagi barang kat aku, kalau pegi mana2, mesti adalah ole2,, senang hati nak bagi markah lebih kat dia"

atau

cekgu cakap : "aku suka kat student B ni sebab bijak orang nya, aku rase tak payah tengok assignment dia pon aku konfiden nak bagi fulmak kat dia, memang tak risau lah, rajin buat keja pulak tuh"

like la yang mane satu korang rase patut,
kite prefer yang nombor dua, sebab cekgu suka kite atas usaha kite sendiri

kite setuju gila dengan cekgu public speaking kite,
die letak 100% markah atas usaha yang kite buat

kalau failed, tak rasa ralat sebab tuh ikot kite buat macam mana
kalau bagus, dapat la bagus
kalau tak bagus, dapat la tak bagus

lepastuh, contoh nya korang ni memang kaki kipas,
lepastuh dapat markah sikit jugak,, mesti tak bes kan

senang cerita, kite dan kawan2 memang tak suka dengan cara pemarkahan tuh
terasa macam lebih susah jee,, bukan senang
lagi2 bila result siket je dek kerana carry mark,
kami cakap berhabok2, tapi hapah pon taraa




p/s: kepada segala cekgu, mintak ampun untuk entry ni,, sebab memang tak bes

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my house is located at Bukit Changgang, which near to KLIA, Putrajaya, Klang and KL

+++ continue here

++ the answer is: regret

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terok gila perempuan ini
sampai kan kekasih sendiri terpaksa mengharap kasih dengan gadis virtual





//and he is my boyfriend
he put her in his blog
should I be jealous, angry or sad?
am I that bad?

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haih, dalm kenangan sudah :'(

sambongan daripade post nih dan nih

kite belekbelek belog membe, dorang pong wat entry cam bekabong gak,, haihh,, makin sedih lah macam nih

korang tengok entry anis ngan adzly,, duedue nih kawan baik kite ,,, hoh.. buat nak menjejeh ae mate jeh

**bile tengok kengkawan dah stat kemaskemas barang kat dom and makbapak dorang dah sampai, macam nak cakap jeh dengan makbapak dorang "cik, saye nak colek anak cik, jangan pisah kan kitorang :'("
bedarama lah pulek,, tapi memang sedih,, cakap balik lambat,, lastlast kite sorang yang tinggal,, tengok je lah dorang pegi,, nak lap ae mate pong dah kereng.. jenoh nak nanges .. sobsob..

tak tawu lah nape name nye burok sangat, tapi KMS nih memang dekat situh lah

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tak banyak nak cakap,
jangan marah kite,
kite bukan delete awak,
kite tuka jadi silent reader je,
sebab awak jarang update,

kalau awak betolbetol cakap pasal kite mintak maaf
tak payah lah sampai F***ING DAMN B***H!
sedih nyee hati

tak nak kawan kite lagi ?

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toloong lah jangan cakap dah tue nanti kite macam nih! =.=''

huhu,, tajok nak gempak jee,, tapi memang betol lah,, daripade research yang kite buat dekat diri kite sendiri ngan kawnkawn,, nampak jelas effect die dah hal ini *ayat karangan BM bai* memberikan kesan yang amat burok kepade saye dan kawankawan!

tndetande yang kite dah mule nampak ialah.. orang panggil kite KAKAK! dulu, adek, tak pon awak,, skunk neh akak *sobsob
rase cam tue sangat je,, huhuhuhuhh

kepade i LOVE you tuh, kite tak marah awak taw

tandetande yang keduee,, banyak bende senangsenang yang kite susah ingat,, kalau dulu, cakap lah no tepon, tarikh lahir ke pape yang tak penting pon kite boleh ingat taw!

tandetande yang ketige tak payah lah nak cakap, yang penting saye nak berusehe jadi cantik,,

so,, walaupon saye seorang nenek, saye masih lagi seorang yang CANTIK! *winkwink

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A good reminder: "Take time to appreciate what you have now." --Dont miss reading this one

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the
remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.

When I saw all the people there, I started to complain tomyself,"It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go.
Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year.How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really pla ywith such expensive toys.

While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?"

The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear."


Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to.
"It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that may be Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly.

"No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this.

"My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister."

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."

I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.I quickly reached
for my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy, "What if we checked
again, just in case if you have enough money?"
"Ok," he said. "I hope that I have enough."
I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it.
There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money.
The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money."
Then he looked at me and added,
"I asked yesterday before I slept for God to
make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me."
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose."
"You know, my mummy loves white rose."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley. I
finished my shopping in a totally
different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my
mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rosein her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to that day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.

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