Weekends....

Was supposed to have Arabic class at madrasah aljunied today but i didn’t know what happened to the class today. Called perdaus but no one answer the phone and since the school was busy with their briyani amal, no one take notice of the class and thus no one was able to help me. So off I went to Tampines Stadium with my parents for the MKS events. We donated 5 lots for the Darul Quran altogether. Then went to ghufran for zuhur prayer and back to the stadium. Saw many kakak2 tahfiz there. They looked at me and I looked at them in return. Since I was so malu to approach them, I just smiled. LOL! First time aku malu. Hwahahaha! I dunno y but I noticed quite a number of kakak2 there who looked at me somehow think I looked familiar. In fact they are not the only one who said that. Yesterday when I went to sentosa for amazing race with the mentees, the facilitators there keep looking at me, pointing to their friends and smile. Something fishy but me being the extra outspoken always treat it as nothing and started talking to them non-stop. But some of them do come to me after the water bomb game and said I look familiar. Weird!

Talking about the amazing race at sentosa. It was super tiring lah! Moreover the group I was handling is not my mentees. They are the kids from jurongville. They are nice to me but they can run around and go missing anytime they like. 2 boys and 4 girls. The boys jalan and lari punya laju while the girls kat belakang terkedek2. So I have to always run after the guys and tell them to wait for their team mates and cheer them up. The kids want to take care of everything including the foods and flag and in the end the things went missing. Baik ah! Blh gila juga jaga dorg. Imagine the flag is at the merlion walk and we are now at the far end of siloso beach and some of the kids die die want to go back to merlion walk to get back their flag. I told them no but they keep saying “blh lah kak. Kejap jek. Jgn takut kita takkan hilang. Kita akan lari dari kak aida jadi kakak tak in trouble”. Ah yer. Mana2 station korg pergi facilitator cari mentor bukan korg. And one of the station leader buat muka bingit bcos we cant take care of our stuff. The clue went missing too! The kids lah die2 wanna hold everything and then when it went missing they blame me. Best nyer budak! Susah juga jaga budak2. the way they speak to one another with their nice languages sure will make you pant for breathe at the end of the day bcos I have to keep telling them to stop using vulgarities, being aggressive, pukul-pukul one another and running after the guys especially because they don’t listen to instructions and they do what they like!!

Ok enough of yakking away. I need to sleep now. Going johor for learning journey tml! Wohoooo!