Kesusasteraan Inggeris di Tanah Pasir Penambang Kuala Selangor

i love writing poems.

not just when i'm feeling down ('cause most people love to write when they are down). i admire Rumi the most and Hafiz sometimes. and when Abu's birthday or our anniversary is coming up, and i dont have much cash left, i'll be buying nice coloured papers and write down my feelings for him. i'll write anything that comes to mind and pretending like i was the next Rumi =). they turn out to be the best gifts on the list.

i wanna thank the ministry of education for realising the fact that us malaysians do need to learn some literature although it was a bit late, in the 2000s. well, we (cool people born in 1986) were not exposed to literature up till 2002 and truth be told, i pretty much hated The Pearl haha. it was a sad story and i hated it so much. i dont know what they learn nowadays but maybe the ministry could try and find another less dark story. maybe. and i've always wanted to learn The Phantom of the Opera although it is not in the syllabus for us. such a cry baby i am when i cried watching the movie =(

i dont remember much all the poems that were taught to us but the one that i remember the most is the one by Robert Frost. =)

Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

1. The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

this poem has taught me to be who i wanted to be and follow my heart. made me realise that the way everything were set before us need not necessarily be the same exact path that we have to choose to follow. there are choices in live and we better be wise to choose the best for us. this is my interpretation of this poem. i doubt i'll get an A for English if i wrote this in my answer sheet for SPM =P but i did get an A =) thanks Teacher Anis and Teacher Samiah. You guys rock!!

owh how i miss the school days. the boring classes. the always-taste-like-leftovers meals (i was living in a hostel you see). the time-to-sleep-and-chat-around prep hours. the skin-darkening campings. the owh-so-cool places i went for weekly outing. all the pretty boys in school. all the respected teachers (especially my Cikgu Rokiah and Teacher Anis Aryanti). the bitchy fights we had with the seniors and juniors. the phone calls we made to radio stations, and usually it was Radio 4 RTM a.k.a Traxx Fm when we were to lazy to study. all the silly little girl flings i had. and the musolla a.k.a the slumberland because it was the best place to take a nap =P.

just to name a few. school days are fun. trust me little boys and girls. you may feel like wanting to finish school by tomorrow to be in colleges, but think again. you wont get to eye cute boys without feeling less gedik and silly. unless you are natural born gedik. =) you wont get to be all that emo cause if you do, people will hate you but in school, you'll be the coolest boy/girl and you'll be in the same wagon with Jared Leto. in school, you get to make a lot of friends as you please one day and buat taik with them as you please the other. reason is, you're still young. there's still a lot you have to earn. but when you're in your 20s, you put up such attitude and no one will want to be your friend.

school days are fun. i wish i am 16 now. =( being a young man and lady rocks!
if i may take the other road now, i wish that it will lead me somewhere where i never have to grow up.

i dont think/know if i have grown up to be the person that my teachers had hoped for. but one thing for sure, i have always tried my best in everything i do =)

the hall

waa...kenapalah aku buat entry ni? tiba-tiba timbul perasaan rindu yang teramat sangat!!

anie. azah. murni ayu. shima. suban. fufu. azie. aelin. dayah. niza. zaza. degu. fifi. suria. julia. raihana. aynie. saa. hasmal. jaja. (i betcha i might've missed some names here. sorry girls. i'll update it as soon as possible)

i miss you girls!

i wish the ministry will think of other great poets and poems =)

till then.. take care guys =)