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Hello sunshine.

Hi, the name's Dahiyah.
Not much of a story-teller, but the stories could be enticing.
Just simple and plain,
Not anything hip or exciting.
But hey, maybe the world needs simple and plain.
Might not be enough for you,
But it is for me. (:

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Stars Came Out to Play

Last night, the sky was magical. The dark scary clouds vanished, the moon smiling, the stars dancing. I sat on the swing (the one beside the swing that had a huge spider that was building an equally huge spiderweb which I apparently got caught on and destroyed shamelessly). I just sat and gazed and I followed the swing's flow. Simply smiling and big balls of fire billions of miles away. How is it that it could look so beautiful and mesmerizing? Subhanallah. I wish I could lay in a meadow just staring at the sky feeling safe like last night. But they didnt come out to play tonight. I guess it comes in my time of need (:



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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Homerton ages 4


(1) Justin : Grandma's boy. Asks me every 2 minutes "* SOB SOB* My grandma coming soon ah?" He is so attached to me, he practically follows me everywhere in the classroom and cries when I leave the class for a break. On my last day of work, he gave me a gift (': His mom (which I've never met) gave a bracelet that she made herself! PREEEETTTTYYYY :D

(2)Naim : My manja baby (: He used to cry every time it was time to colour because he didnt know how to, awww. This little one LOVES attention and cries whenever he doesnt get it. He likes to cuddle in my arms -- manjaaa ! Has the nicest lentik-est eyes wah wah. Oh did I mention he has cheeky little bums? :P

(3) Nathan : Chubby Mr Poo Poo. On my last day, his souvenir to me was his poo! He just walked around class leaving his poo poo yuck! :S Usually cries 5 minutes when the class starts and bangs the door *bang bang! He looooves going to the toilet and he pees everytime! Humongous bladder. He's so polite and cute. He colours everything using blue. Oh and got his "Pi Pi" kicked by somebody. *kah kah



(4) Maya : Little Miss Shy Shy. Very quiet, high introvert. She has really bad eczema and keeps herself busy by peeling it all off -.- She peed in class 2 days in a row, and guess who had to clean her up ey? She's bright, she can remember crescent and castenettes after only once learning about it. And there was this one time she said something about FACEBOOK (?!)

(5) Nicole : Little Darling! She's the sweetest kid in class. She gave me a frame she painted herself and wrote inside "Nicole You" AWWWW. She smiles all the time and is so easy to take care of. One time, Teacher Hazel and me were demonstrating that we should love our friends. Teacher demo-ed by hugging. Nicole just leaped from her chair and hugged me. And all the students started hugging me. (': Best moment. Btw Nicole, u sure showed Nathan that girls can be tough right! (She kicked his Pi Pi)

(6) Jesmina : As thin as a stick but so adorable. She likes hugs as much as i do! :D Never finishes her food thats why she's so friggin thin. Likes to whine, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. -.- She's bestfriends with nicole. She used to have long hair and tied it in a pony tail, but then cut it short like Nicole's. Twins (:


(7) Ryan : I dont think teachers are supposed to have favourites but Ryan is just tooo adorable to resist! Whenever he thinks, he squints one eye, tilt his head and open his mouth just like that picture (: He is really smart. He remembers all the dinosaurs name, amazazing! He loves to jump around and laugh. He likes to sit on my lap, yohhh BEST :D Once, he told me he fell off his bike because the bike's tyre balancing was not right. He was telling me about tyre balancing. Like WHAT! You are so ADORABLE!

(8) Danial : He brings a hot dog to school everyday and not even once has he finished it. Danial melayu habissss. He speaks malay all the time and is rude to people -.- He uses aku kau with his friends haisyooo. He's Optimus Prime's number one fan and he tells me about cars like Lamborgini and Porshe. Where the heck do these kids learn all this stuff? He knows all the names all the vehicles in contrustion sites. Like OMG.

(9) Kye Hin : Yo Big Bully! Ini gangsterrrr. He is slow. I dont know why, just simply SLOW. He loves hitting people and disturbing people. Ala ala Ultraman and Power Rangers. Look at the picture itself. Ultraman! *POW POW. He likes to talk in people's face sampai percik percik air liur, petuih!



(10) Kyra : Miss Pink. Everything is pink O.O She wears like a dozen of bangles and rings everyday. She has like 3 barbie dolls in her bag, instead of her books. She brings her white blanket every-freaking-where. All she can ever talk about is high school musical. What happened to Barney and Teletubies, guys?

(11) Aleya Rose : She's the mature big girl. She's the tallest, the brightest. She knows how to write and colour. She doesnt eat school food, just bekal (anak bandar -.-) Very pretty with long hair yang dia ngada2 suruh clip every 5 seconds. And like all the other girls, PINK PINK PINK.

(12) Sarwena : Well Nathan block gambar -.- She always has snot coming out of her nose haha. She loooooooooves to hug people and it gets pretty annoying. She can hug somebody so tightly it chokes. She hugs all the students that comes in the class. But she's a sweetheart. She eats like a monster and has big eyes and cute curls. ADORABLE.







I MISS YOU GUYSSSS ):




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Tuesday, March 16, 2010
A Day with Mr Mandarin Singer


He's a street artist


He's a drummer, ROKSTA!


He's a super model *This is so cute!



And he can sing! In mandarin!







What more can you want from a 4 year old (:



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Saturday, March 13, 2010
Box


How do I change my state of mind?

Im trapped in a dark small box and I dont know how to get out. My mom made a hole on my box. The sparce rays lighted up my dim box and I can see outside. She wants me to see outside. But Im still stuck, not sure how to get out, how to run to it. Friends poke more holes on my box. My box became brighter and the temptation of the outer world made me wanna break free. But Im scared, scared of getting out of my safe little box, scared that it would be the wrong choice. Teachers, relatives, family friends made more and more holes on my box. I sit in the corner of my box, touching the edges of the little holes, staring at the outer world. My box is as bright as ever, the light touching my skin. Im afraid of the outer world. Afraid of failing, regretting. Of never being able to turn back. But I need to break free, everybody has done their best, giving me every hope to break free, believing I can break free. It is all up to me.


I am worried about my future, of what I will become. This phase of life is what I have feared the most ; making a choice. My own future lies in my hands. So what is it that I wanna do? I dont know ):

My mom sat on her chair and was doing her work. I felt down and scared so I went to her. I sat on the floor and lay my head on her lap. She advised me, and for that half an hour, she did all the talking and I just looked and listened, not saying a word, my eyes watery. I was struggling inside, struggling so much with myself. "What do you want, Aisyah? What is it that you are passionate for?" Mak said. And I kept quiet, still struggling, my tongue empty because I didnt have an answer.

It seems that everyone has faith in me. Everyone says Im going to do well. Everyone believes I can excel. But to be very honest, I dont believe in myself. Im being very honest and direct here. You all might think Dahiyah will be fine, what crap is she talking about here. But this is what I feel, deep inside. The competition is like crazy out there, Im scared Ill drown. You think Im confident? I sometimes would like to think that to -- but I know myself well enough to say that I can easily be overshadowed my many. Friends, I might seem fine and confident around you. But that's around YOU. You havent seen me in the outer world.

Frankly, my self-esteem is low at times, quite fragile and vulnerable. I get easily disappointed when Im not proud of myself, when I look at other people better than me. How do I carry myself like those people? I want to be one of them -- just like them. But I know, I am me, Dahiyah Aisyah. I am not them, I am different and special in my own way. But still, I cant fight this emotion and that is why I say Im struggling.

I am not being emo or whatever here, I am being honest, of how I really do feel. I am scared of making choices. But my mom says, there are no right or wrong choices. Its what you make out of your choice and I know thats true. I just need to believe it.

Somehow to me, other people's opinion matters. But if everyone else's opinion matters, does mine matter? One of my curse is that I try so hard to please everyone. And now, I feel that everybody is expecting the best out of me. Expectations, expectations. But what if their expectations does not make me feel happy? I know I should follow my own expectastions. But what if the only way to make me happy is to follow other people's expectations? I am confused, I am scared, what am I to do.

But I believe I have passion in sciences. I love Biology and I love knowing the explanation to everything that is happening inside my body and around us. So atleast Ive narrowed down to sciences right?

Medicine?
Dentistry?

Im thinking of these 2 choices. My mom says I should do foundation first and learn the basics and from there I can choose -- I still have time. True, true. Im thinking of being a pediatrician. A doctor who deals with kids, because I absolutely adore kids. So im thinking of options.

All I need now, is to believe.


I take a deep breath, bismillah. I gather up all my strength and faith and leap out of the box. It opened immediately.I rub my eyes and saw the brightest light of all. I walk into it and absorb the light in me. InsyaAllah, this is what I will be doing.



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Wednesday, March 10, 2010
The Street

I could feel my heart throbbing out of my chest. The past few days, I wasnt that scared or nervous -- maybe because Im working, so my mind was not constantly thinking about results. But I started feeling really scared, 10/3. I thought I was managing myself well, until I got what I would call spasms haha suddenly the thought of tomorrow is nerve wrecking.

My mom was still not home and it was 10:30pm. I felt like going insane, I felt so nervous. So when my mom returned home, I asked if we could go out driving, to calm myself down. She offered to go get ice cream. Yippee (: I thought we were going to get like traffic light ice cream at Mydin or grab sundaes at BurgerKing drive in. So my mom asked "What ice cream you want?" and I said "Suprise me, ma."

It was nice cruising in the car at night. I switched on my lovely Red.Fm and listened to the music. As nice as the music was, I was still very much worried and very much uneased.

Then my mom started driving really far, until we reached Damansara. Pretty far for ice cream eh? She stopped to park at the curve. It was already 11:30pm. The shops were closing. We passed by everyshop and asked "U still open?" eventhough we knew they were closing just to bug them out :D

So me and my mom walked at The Street, underneath the light, arms around each other's shoulder, just walking a mother daughter walk with her oh so FIT flops and with my tudung slipping off due to no serkup O.O But it was such a nice walk.

We went to McDonalds to have ice cream and that is when I realized that for that 10 minute walk on The Street, results was not on my mind. I was calm and happy just being there with my mom, without any worries -- really ! And that was what I needed the most. So me n mom joyfully ate.

And up till now, 2:19 am, I am calm and ready. Just because I took the time to walk with my mom, and that I shall always remember.


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Cozy Cuddles


Whenever we see kids, as cute and cuddly as they are, we can never resist hugging them. Little angels that you can never get tired of kissing and hugging.

Me, working as a teacher assistant in CambridgeKids, deals a lot with different kid characters. There are the ones that cry when they get upset with themselves when they dont know how to colour. The ones that spill their twisties all over the floor. The little bully that gets scolded by the teacher for pinching the classmate's nose. The manja fellow that likes to creep on people's lap and just cuddly make themselves comfortable. No matter how different they all are, they all LOVE hugs.

I hug them everyday, with them smiling in my arms. I hug them when they cry, so that I can comfort them. I hug them when they're laughing so I can join their laughter. I hug them just because I want to.

We always assume that we hug kids to give them comfort, to give them the vibe of our protection towards them. But for me, when I hug them -- between me and them -- its me who is the one that needs their hugs the most.

When I hug them, I feel the warmth of their cheeks brushing on to mine. I feel them tightening their grip on to me as if they are afraid to let go. But it is me, who is yearning to be in their arms, to be hugged back, to feel their tiny little heart beating against my chest. To hug them without thinking of anything else but feeling their little palms behind my back. I cuddle little angels full of innocence and joy.

To be hugged back in the purest way, to see them smiling -- it makes me believe I can make it through the day.


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Saturday, March 6, 2010
Women Do It for Women

My mom said, 'Women do it for women.' Which is apparently true. Us girls, we dress up nicely with pretty blouses, nice jeans, matching scarves and all that, not much to impress guys, but mainly girls. I never actually thought about that until my mom said it.

Girls would spend their raya money or salary when they find the perfect cardigan or the most eye catching necklace. We buy from MNG, Dorothy Perkins, F.O.S., Top Shop and all those expensive shops and say, "Oh I know its expensive but its just sooo nice." No Im not back talking anyone about this line, this is me, in real life, oops O.O

What girl can resist seeing nice accesories from Diva which apparently matches the new t-shirt she bought right? No matter how much u say u dont care about fashion, for us girls, it matters.

So, we dress up pretty of course to look attractive for man to hunt ( HA HA ) but when u come to think of it, we actually dress up nicely to level up to the standards of other nicely dressed girls so u dont get left out in the 90's era or the primary hood generation. U wear nicely so that ur girl buddies would say,

"Wow, you look amazing in that blue top!"
"Where did you get those jeans? It looks great on you!"
"Nice taste, that jacket makes you look slimmer"

Dressing up fashionably is like a way to fit in, to walk with ur friends and to believe that ur accepted, to join a photo session without worrying about spoiling the picture. No matter how nice ur personality is, or how great of a friend u are, u never truly believe u fit in unless u even up to every aspect which includes looking just as amazing. Yes u can live without caring what u look like, but deep inside ur gut, u dont feel good enough. Well this is at least what I've experienced.

The most beautiful of girls to me, is those who can dress up appropriately fashionable and can carry themselves with every ounce of confidence. That is truly, GORGEOUS :D


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Friday, March 5, 2010
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Saya di sini mahu memohon maaf kepada Encik JPJ yang menguji saya. No, saya tak fail. Encik baik, Encik luluskan saya, terima kasih :D Saya rasa saya tahu kenapa Encik senyap je masa saya drive, tak sebut sepatah perkataan pun. Saya tahu kenapa. Saya minta maaf Encik, memohon beribu ribu ampun. Nak buat macam mana kan, kereta kancil tu kecik.

Siapa lah sangka setiap kali saya tukar gear, gear tu terlanggar perut Encik yang comel bulat tu?

Maaf jika saya low kan low self esteem Encik. Maaf ya :D



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Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Mojo Jojo

Nama-nama timangan oleh org tersayang

1. Daia - This one yang paling well used. Started dengan iklan tu, tau tau je lah. Dulu main kejar2 dgn gang neighbour utt selalu kena ejek daia, bukan main rimas lagi haha. But sekarang, jadi glamour pula nama ni :D
2. Daiyot - Rasanya ni invent sendiri kot. Nama ni pernah famous sekejap but then I prefered Daia or Dahiyah. Ini nama printed atas baju netball wo!
3. Yayot - Ini nama bertahan sekejap aja.
4. Kak Long Aisyah - Cousin2 kecil ! :D
5. Teacher Aisyah - Nama cambridge ni, memang best habis lah (:
6. Moik Toiks - Mak je panggil mcmni time manja. SHHHHH.


Anda seorang yang

1. Pemalas. Serious utt, aku tak tiru ni, memang dalam darah, malas benar !
2. Tinggi. Oh, ditegur lima kali sehari. Saya tahu, saya nampak.
3. Gila sukan. Mai ajak main, apa apa sport pun, kita bertarung !
4. Sayang kawan. Dengan cara apa sekali pun, kawan sangat penting. Buat 1001 plan nak jumpa kawan :D
5. Gatal. Tak tak, ni eczema punya pasal, muahaha.


Insan teristimewa. Describe apa yg membuatkan dia terlalu istimewa di mata anda.

1. Mak Abah - The two most precious beings in my life.
2. Naziha Athirah - The two friends I couldnt fly without.
3. Close friends - You know who you are, you know I love ya !


Makanan favourite anda

1. Nasi served with sambal petai ikan bilis, lemak labu n kangkung. FUUULLLAAAMMMAAAK!
2. Kerabu mangga, ikan bakar air asam, semua lah semuaaaa !

Favourite color

Green, Purple.

Favourite song

Changes ikut current wave. Now, Gentlemen Dont - Gabe Bondoc.

Sikap yg membuatkan anda stress

1. Orang yang tak menghargai effort orang lain yang cuba menggembirakannya.
2. Orang yang cuba menunjuk nunjuk kehebatannya.
3. Orang yang tak reti menghargai keluarganya.
4. Orang yang tak mencuba langsung.

3 benda yg mesti ade dalam bag/handbag anda...

1. Handphone
2. Wallet
3. Perfume

Kali terakhir anda menangis beriya-iya..kenapa??

Wohahohuha

Tag 5 rakan anda

1. Nicholas
2. Keisha
3. Saufi
4. Ernisha
5. Tak nak buat pun tak pe (:


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Cup of Coco

Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.

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