The Riddance

This morning, my mom came up with an unpredictable idea. She proposed me and the whole humankind in the house to get rid of unused books. I just lifted my Yes sign. Besides, did have lots of old ones collected since I was still 5.

Be that as it may, I managed to rescue some of those stacks. I might not read them but I don't want them who had once been favorites of me to just go away out of my life. I'm sure that all those Detective Conans, Dragon Balls, Slamdunks, Starzs and a few others are happy to keep staying with me.

Some of My Childhood Collection as far as i could remember
(I've growned up a lot now)
1. Gempak
2. Apo?
3. Ujang
4. Utopia
5. Hype
6. Detective Conan
7. Dragon Balls
8. Doraemon
9. Kuntum
10. Shin chan
11. Kreko
12. Hong Kong Comics (especially Tony Wong's)
13. Arena
14. IDK what to call the others

Bye~!

I just can't imagine how much money I've wasted on these

The ones that managed to escape

Leadership Dinner

On the eve of school day after a week of school holiday, all the members of Students Representative Council had been urged to emerge at New Horizon Garden for Leadership Dinner (I made up this one) a.k.a Makan Malam Pimpinan. The ceremony started on 9 and the prefects, for sure, had been there earlier. (Except for ones that are not to be stated here) Teachers were there early too.

The guest were welcomed cherishly (were they?) and they got a paper and a small pouch each. I, in yellow, having my father's samping around my waist, sat at a table with Syakirin, Afnan, Harith, Fikri, Amir, Shafik, Zaim Najmi and our beloved KP, Zaim Samsuri who wore jubah that night. The ceremony started with the speech of BD's representative teacher, Ustaz Wan Bakri with his 'alu' theme, followed by Mudir. The occasion was first been conducted by Ustaz Hasnan, who tried to cheer up the atmosphere with his France joke. Hamzi (the Director with his Jawa style) then replaced him later.

The 'gong' yelled after being beaten by Mudir for 3 times, inaugurating the ceremony. The augury slide then played. That damned sound part ruined it all due to accidental press. Grrr. I felt like kicking someone's ass savagely. LOL, evil style. The eating scene than followed. There were about 7 different dishes, I suppose.

Shafik : Farhan, is that your camera? (Referring to my Nikon Coolpix S200)
Farhan : Yes?
Shafik : Oh. Great. How lucky I am to be sitting the next to you tonight.

Moments later, the awaited Lucky Draw event began. All the 3 highest of the authority got something to take home not to mention both female teachers. I got nothing though, with that damned 199. It's the only part filled with non-utmost hilarity that night.

Hamzi : The next lucky number is... Zero... Zero...
Haikal : Four!?
Hamzi : Four
The back table occupiers then burst into sheer laughter, drawing a lot of attraction.
Hamzi : Ape tu?

The night ended at 11.30. Harith were gone since 10.30. His mom would be mad if he strays out late. All people then grabbed the chance of snapping pictures for their memorial except for few. I was home a bit late, experiencing some fractious moments. It was rainy when I left. I wondered how would it be for the next year. Urm...

A Wet Outing

It's been high time i write the story regarding my family wet outing to Jeram Pasu (I just had to go along). However, right now, I've got my laziness beaten under my bare foot. It was an usual occasion except for a panic situation i witnessed.

That horrible incident happened when we were about going home. I was having my eyes straying around, seeing the luxuriant scenery when they unexpectedly catched something. I saw people surrounding two men who were trying doing CPR on a kid. Gosh. I've never seen that live before. They committed CPR a few times and lifted the poor drowned child upside down to boot.

It was so pity to see that but I don't even feel like crying at all. As far as I know, that poor 3 years old kid was an OKU who was unable to talk. (He/She's not mute though. There must be something with his/her mental). Back to the story, his (It's damn irritating to write both. I'll just go by a boy then) father had been looking him for a while when he handed him over to his mother. But, she doesn't even get into the water when looked after him who was glefully playing water. Consequently, the action she chose caused the tragedy.

That kid was safe though. They went home after that as a matter of urgency. Due to the incident, I felt like writing about CPR. It's the short of CardioPulmonary Resuscitation. It looks so simple but I haven't tried it yet, so I cannot tell you how it actually is. I found three simple steps for this rescuing technique but the source suggested that a CPR training course is also needed.

I didn't get into the water at all

It wasn't really scenic, I suppose

CPR IN THREE SIMPLE STEPS (FOR ADULTS, I SUPPOSE)
1. CALL
Check the victim for unresponsiveness. If there is no response, Call an ambulance and return to the victim. In most locations the emergency dispatcher can assist you with CPR instructions.

2. BLOW
Tilt the head back and listen for breathing. If not breathing normally, pinch nose and cover the mouth with yours and blow until you see the chest rise. Give 2 breaths. Each breath should take 1 second.

3. PUMP
If the victim is still not breathing normally, coughing or moving, begin chest compressions. Push down on the chest 11/2 to 2 inches 30 times right between the nipples. Pump at the rate of 100/minute, faster than once per second.

Then, continue with 2 breaths and 30 pumps until help arrives.
NOTE: This ratio is the same for one-person & two-person CPR. In two-person CPR the person pumping the chest stops while the other gives mouth-to-mouth breathing.

That's it. I hope you got something from that as i do. Maybe you could carry that out practically on the days ahead. But don't you drown anyone only to test that. I won't be responsible for that.

The Day of Chemistry

Finally, I'm posting again here. It's been quite a time since my last post was published. There was nothing much interesting to write about. Hence, this mere post is only for patching that hollow. By the way, today, I had a Chemistry class conducted by B's mother.

I reached Seven-Eleven a few minutes before 3. (There's no need to tell that I'm a punctual person, right? Hehe) Atif stopped beside me a few seconds later, with his BN-blue Legend (pardon me!), having Adam behind him. I haven't expected that. The class should have started at 3. But, we can only plan, the God decides.

In the meantime, Izzul had his own crappy trouble to handle. His mother had taken the motorcycle away to somewhere, leaving him 'terkebil-kebil' waiting. Atif had to fetch him then. Due to 'ketiduran'of B, the class'd been defered to 3.30. Crap, had to wait for another 20 minutes. Nevermind.

It was a good class. My eye of Chemistry had turned wider now. More brain nerves had been stimulated too, i supposed. It was 5, which means that we should leave. I don't know if there is another class or not. Ramadhan is appearing too. Seyh. Before home, I had to let Adam sit behind, and took him to Cherang Futsal Centre (I made up that name). And, another part of my plan for today had been altered. Damn.

I'm actually straining my brain to think up of a nice topic to write but it's hopeless. Maybe later, okay. Havaniceday.