Her News Port Living
{Tuesday, March 06, 2007 @ 1:56 AM}
I was making sure that i was not late today. So i did it. Being punctual and being a good ass for awhile. Katrina and Kala is the only person there when i came. Honestly, they are the only people which i like being around. ouh ouh, plus Nurul and Vicky. The others, is like a barrier between us when were talk out about something.
When i was outside my house gate, i saw this little two kiddy toddler playing outside. Turns out to be my small sister and her friend. Uncle Ali, dad and this man which look unknown to me was in my room, browsing this online map to search their path to cycle to Thailand. I stayed in the living room, flicking the remote control watching show about Avalanche. I love this kind of show like Discovery Channel. Its feels like my brain is feeding information about the things around us. I have ever wanted to be a world explorer, so i could be that presenter in Discovery Channel, saying all the things that you found out about. Though, too bad. That fantasy of being that occupation was never my first choice :)
So, i was preety excited when dad told me that his friend is fixing my computer problems. So dad drag me in to my room, tell me to vomit all the problems of my computer. So this unknown man, name Uncle Rashidi, is a computer expert. Some-sort. I told him that my computer went dead after half an hour or less and saying about stupid pop up stuff and all. Honestly, all this have been happenning since last year June or July. Its really irritating when im in the middle of my project. For example, my Gladiator powerpoint presentation. i remembered, i have to redo it again and again.
I told Uncle Rashidi about all the darn problems. He resolve it patiently. Seriously, he talks very patiently like a news presenter or probably, a host. He spoke to me in a very good and calm manner. Its really treating me good. He talk very carefully and actually, i realize, he started talking in english when he heard nothing from me in malay. When we spoke in english, the people around us like Uncle Ali and dad, made me feel uncomfortable. Because dad and Uncle Ali speak malay rojak kind. haaa. But talking to Mr Rashidi is like combating in a game of Street Fighting. Though, he resolve all the problems. Overheating of my CPU was the thing which made my computer went dead everytime. I think i overused it too long. :p
We all then seated in the living room. Uncle Ali, his daughter and his wife went back home then. Uncle Rashidi suddenly come out this question,
where are you studying now?
Ite, waiting for results.
Are you interested in tuition?
Tuition?
Yeah, teaching small kids.
Teach? teach dance can lah. i teach my small sister like what already :p
But teaching? you must be kidding me. I mean, i ever want to be a teacher but a teacher who teach P.E for primary school kids is ok but like maths, english? nono. he suggest art and craft. i was searching for word to say. and come out with Insya'allah. =)
So i can use my computer like all you normal kids out there. :D
