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fi - like a woman scorned.
7th October 1988 - a star
is born. paranoid android. online since 2003, here you'll read about her daily spasms, visual spreads of close loves and a tinge of artworks from time to time. welcome to her humble abode.

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Tuesday, September 19, 2006
king solomon.

this evening, my patience was tested. this evening, i was driven crazy and almost swore not to tutor again. and tonight, i am one angry teacher because fakhrul (no anep, not fuckrule) decided to be one whiny little brat and made life more difficult for me than it already is before i even took up this job.

  • took me fifteen minutes to get into his house when he was jolly well in the living room but acted deaf and dumb and not call his mom out because he was too busy trying to finish up the homework i gave LAST WEEK.
  • and that also, wasn't completed.
  • took another fifteen minutes to settle down. with him then searching for textbooks, sharpening pencils, looking for erasers and what nots.
  • when i asked him to read a passage, he'll give me this irritating malay accent and insisted that he reads in arab instead. (wtf?)
  • and it's really annoying whenever he counts in arab cause frankly, i only know them up till 10.
  • he peed every ten minutes.
  • glanced towards the clock every five seconds.
  • counted down to the time when tuition finally ends.
  • stopped me to ask stupid questions like "kak, tina tu ape?" "tina is a name of a girl." "wait kak, david tu ape?" "david is a boy larghh!!"
  • doodled and make big fat ugly dots on his workbook.
  • sidetracked the lesson by asking me about 'sutun'.
  • he picked up a silat belt that was lying around and put it on and started showing me silat moves so right after i realise i wasn't getting paid to babysit but teach, i immediately threatened to call his mom out and he just stood there, smiled and said "call ah.."
  • he wore a tie tonight.


and that silly pout he makes everytime i raise my voice. this mischievious little kid knows which buttons to push. the thing is, he already knows that I LOVE BOYS. when he became distracted, i started my routine lecture about how he should let his mind free and open it up really wide to get all the knowledge in and after making him take deep breaths, i would ask him to close his eyes and imagine sewing up his brain so all the knowledge wouldn't leak out. and right after that, he'll act all smart and shit.

which was good. but sometimes, it won't work. so tonight i asked him a question every little kid would probably be asked atleast, once in their lifetime:


"what do you want to be when you grow up?"
"i want to be a president.. president of africa."








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