TESL...TESL..TESL..

Being a teslian is one of the greatest thing likely to be happen to me....


I could still remember the day when I held my SPM result,  I was with my 3 stooges at that time...
They are Mohamed Zulkifli, Tengku Mohamad Afiq Billah and Wan Mohd Afif..these 3 loyal stooges are loyally accompanied me and always be with me in my ups and downs..thanks again...
Zul held his result and smirking evilly, while bala looked on...so do apek...



Starting from that day a new phase of my life is already made their journey...I was so thrilled and chilled..as soon as I got home mum hugged me while my tok cik looked on proudly..(at that moment I was like being banged by a huge wave of tsunami) all of a sudden I felt so embarrassing for my mum reaction which can be considered as "overreact"...and “unnecessary”



Here come my dad, my dad was asking about my result and after a while he raised his voice " kalu tengok atas result ni abah rasa awak kene pohon TESL atau LAW..





He left me with no any other options except for TESL and LAW...and since I am not really into HISTORY, I had refused LAW and with a heavy heart I manoeuvred my mouse and finally managed to click on the ASASI TESL UiTM... while mak jue looked on..(At that moment I was so pretty obscure n messed up whether Im doing the right thing or not for my future)....

credit pics:chelsealoverforever.blogspot.com

As soon as that I got a letter which required me to attend an interview just before I could embark on my tesl life.... I went for an interview in UiTM Machang which is not really far away from my hometown..there were lots of interviewees and most of them were from Kelantan and Terengganu. Honestly speaking, they were looking so unfriendly and I hardly could find someone to talk to...I  spent most of my time by laying my handsome thumb (hehehe) on the keypad, kept on texting my buds and as ever none of those bullshitter replied not even a single word...bullshit!!!!!


Without realising my name had been paged for several times by a petite lady which I once believed her to be my interviewer but actually she’s nott..


The interview went well (I guess so).......then after a while I successfully managed to get into the course....(SPLENDID)..


I don’t want to talk about the MMS (MINGGU MESRA SISWA)..so let’s forget about it..

MOVING ON...

Once upon a time...(ok that’s so not necessary)
The very first time I stepped my feet into the class of TESL B..I was so thrilled...
I made fews of fwens, they were Pok Jak, Syaz, Badrul, and few more....we talked n talked n talked and we were talking to each other in English and KL....hahahaha..(we still haven’t found each other background)...we kept on speaking in English and once the lecturer coming, she instructed us to introduce our selves....when it’s came to our turn, I stood up and begin to introduce my self...
“My name is Mohd Saddly Bin Mohd Saljie...do not call me Sad..Saddly is much preferably..”
“I am from Kelantan, Pasir Puteh”(It’s absolutely something like this)
Some said:Tahik,la mg ore kelate!!!!
Me: Holah mg ore mano?
Anonymous: aku pom ore kelate jugop..ak duk kota bharu...hahaha
                     bobok molep kte kecek kot ingeris..
Me: holah ak igt ken mg ore kl ko mne..kecek luar ak hahahaha...

Moral of the story: don’t judge a book by its cover..or in this case do not judge people without even asking or in other case do nOt judge people by looking at their hair (terpancak(Mohawk)=macam setan)....For the people out there plez Im begging stop judging people from their appearances!!!

Well the clock struck sharply at 12.30 now...my blanket and pillow sitting gorgeously on my bed waiting for me to be in their embrace...excuse me guys!!! I have something to do with them...I better off now...t c ya!!! Bye2