50 Shades of Grey

Aziz Harun's matured voice again makes my body shiver thinking about how his voice actually turn that husky and lovely.

It's 3.30 AM, 2nd of December.

I'm not here to write a book review, since I haven't read the whole series. It'll not be an erotic kind of entry too, so don't worry ;)

I'm here just want to share what I've been reading. I was shocked and still in shock when I got an erotic novel for my birthday this year. Maybe they didn't check the synopsis behind the book and just bought it. It makes me both laugh and  angry when I hold that book.

So, I put that book aside and post in on twitter saying that I was in shock for receiving that book. It was revolting somehow.

So, there's this guy on twitter whom I've never met and his name's Syed who thinks that I live in Singapore. He's a funny guy by analysing his tone of writing. Would really love to meet him someday. I find myself weird, I wish I could meet everybody I've talked to on twitter which includes Naqib- he loves Life of Pi too.

I'm a bit sidetracked. Eeeeeeeeep.

So, he, in reply asked, "50 Grey?"

"What's 50 Grey? An erotic novel? I'll google it" I asked out of curiosity.

I actually did and I find the plot quite interesting despite the sexual relationship that has to be signed on paper, submissive, dominant, hard limits, soft limits. Whatever the heck he's trying to explain out their sexual pleasure in words, it made me realise that there is a message that the author's trying to put forward through his novel.

I didn't even get turned on when reading the book. Maybe because I speed read and my brain didn't capture those 'scenes' that well. One more thing, I read it online, so my eyes easily get strained and I always pause once in a while and that's maybe one of the factors on why my brain doesn't register that well of the whole love scenes.

Anastasia Rose Steel and Christian Grey. The story can actually turn out to be a very typical pure love story but it turned out pornographic and made me to a complete shock when Anna actually wants him for both love and sexual pleasures. Oh please, just go to Jose then. He loves you or Paul, dating her owner's brother doesn't seem to be a huge problem.

I heard it'll be coming out in a movie soon. I bet it'll be SX18 . Definitely. Or maybe the LPF will cut all the love scenes but if they do, there will be very little plot in the movie then. Isn't it?

Laughs. If you've read the book, do drop your comments below. I want to know what you guys feel about the whole plot. (:

With love,
Uswah Mansor

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Job Offer

Shouts! It's 2:38 AM, 2nd of December 2012. 

I couldn't sleep thinking I'll grow all fat after eating all my heart at Seoul Garden just now.
Now, listening to Aziz Harun's voice, makes me want to write something in order to update my blog a little since there was this anon on ask.fm who asked  for my blog. 

Eeeeep, it's for you anon :)

So, as it says in the title, 'Job Offer.' Get ready for the journey people.

I went to my teacher's wedding just now and she was amazingly drop dead beautiful. I was so jealous and it kind of made me wanted to get married. Just kidding.

Let's leave that aside, since that's not the main point.

When I reached there, one of the parents from my previous school asked me what I've been doing after the exam. So, I deliberately told her I'm tutoring, which is true is some way.

So, I went to take my food and came back with the intention to eat my heart out at the table but sadly, I was taught not to take too much if I'm at weddings, so, I only took as much as I can -it's a protocol. Kind of funny right? 

So, while I was eating, she actually asked me if I am really interested in teaching, I can actually work at her kindergarten. My mouth dropped. I didn't know what to say. My mom was there beside me. 

"But, auntie, I'm not that good in handling children," I told her without looking straight into her eyes.

"It'll not be problem, we'll have training on how to handle them," she told me excitedly.

I'm not the type of the person who can make decisions on the spot whilst my mom was there beside me and she was looking at me as if I can make my decision. I never dare myself to say random things, I'm afraid if I slipped out something I'm not suppose to.

"So, how old are those kids?" I asked out of curiosity.

"4 to 6," she told me calmly.

I think she really wanted me to reconsider. She just wants me to make full use of the break that I'm having.

"Are they all potty trained?" I asked immediately.
"We used to take 3 year old kids, but it was hard for the teachers, so we stopped taking them," she told me and giggled a little.

"Oh," I said while saying "Thank god!" in my heart. I know what she meant, although she didn't answer my question.

"The only problem is that I want to have an English medium for my kindergarten but the teachers uses Malay for communication which is difficult for the children to practice speaking English and they only use commands in English like "Stand up!", "Line up!" and those kind of phrases," she told me with a little dissapointment I can sense in her tone.

"So, Uswah, you can change that,"my mom said excitedly.

"I'll think about it. We'll see how," I told both of the matured women who sat both right and left side of me.

When we went down to make our move, she told me again to call if I agree to her proposal.

I nodded and in the car, my mom was all complimenting on her proposal and she said it is a very good stepping stone and she goes on and on about working experience and told me it was not a good idea to work as a salesgirl-since I wanted to.

I was like "Oh well", I'll just go on with the flow.

Now, the decision is in my hands. I don't know what to do.

So, those who are reading, do tell me your opinions if I should or should not agree to her proposal. I appreciate it very much (:

Good night people,
Uswah Mansor (:

PS: I'm planning to make vlogs. I don't know if it's a good idea (:

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The Cowardly Kittens

Kittens are usually associated with an attribute which is coward since they are small and timid. 

The truth shows us that actually we are the "cowardly kittens."

You must wonder why..

Let me tell you about my experience-a nasty one,

I used to be a very timid little girl who was unable to speak up for myself when I was young.

It all came to an end when I started debating at the age of 11. I still remember that moment when I  first became the third speaker for a Malay Debate in class. It was Ustaz Aman, if I'm not mistaken who set up the table and actually he was the one who lighted up the fire and made me really interested in debating and public speaking.

Since then, I will take every single opportunity to get on stage and speak up in public. The first official competition that I joined was in 2009. It was the in-house language competition. I was one of the contestant for the public speaking competition. I talked about "Dowry." You must wonder, how I even know about dowry at such a young age. The truth is, I get to know it when I was in that competition. See, all these helps you in accumulating your general knowledge. I was really nervous since there were judges sitting by the sidelines and audience right up from primary 1 to my seniors in front of my pale face. It was nerve wrecking. But the only thing I said to myself was, " If I don't do it now, when will I do it?" While I was speaking on stage, I started feeling confident. Really. 

After the competition ended, most of the audience praised a girl who was older than me but I didn't mind. I even congratulated and told to her that  there's the slightest possibility that I could win anyway. 

Shockingly, during the prize giving session, I was announced as the 2nd best speaker for that arena. If you could look at my face at that time, you'll probably be laughing or shocked too. That was the stepping stone for me to embark myself into debating.

The conclusion is that we can be as fluent as a poet or as clever as Einstein but at the end of the day the effort comes from you and if you want to succeed, it's your choice.

Don't be a coward. Speak up if you need.

Don't be afraid to show your skills.
It's a gift.

A special gift from God to Mankind.

-UswahMansor-

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A True Friend

A True Friend

“Hey, she is on drugs. Do not get too close to her.”

That was the very first thing I heard on 18^th July, Monday when I reached school. When I heard that, I was also being cautious not to get too close to that drug addict that they were talking about. I thought things will go as per normal but it turned out the other way around.

It was the worst week of my life.

I was also looking for that drug addict but she was nowhere to be found. When I was walking at the corridor, everybody was glaring at me. People started whispering and looked at me as angry as a lion. I quickly ran to my classroom. Again, the same thing happened. Everybody was shocked when I was there. They started shifting places and went as far away as possible from me. Even my only best friend, Margaret changed her place. She used to sit right next to me. I thought she was sick and she didn’t want me to get infected but when I went to her table, she stood up and rolled her eyes at me.

I felt miserable. I didn’t know what I have done that is making everybody dislike me. Class went also very odd. My maths teacher did not pick me to answer her questions like she always did.

“Kraaaang!” it’s recess time.

Everybody hurried to the canteen. I was walking as well when somebody suddenly pushed my shoulder. I shouted at that insolent lady.

“Hey,you! Learn some manners!” I said.

She spit on my shoe and said, “Drugs are worst.”

I was surprised by what she said. I stood there for a couple of seconds and started thinking what was she really saying. I chased her. I asked her why she said that. She told me everything.

Beatrice was the mastermind. I was upset. She used to be my enemy. She hates me for my intelligence and beauty. She will always try to be inferior to me. She will do anything to make me feel miserable.I didn’t eat the whole day. I was trying to find Beatrice but I can’t find her.

Day by day, everybody started discriminating me. I was depressed. I cried in my room every night. Some of my friends pour a pail of water on me, put chewing gum on my chair, and locked me inside the bathroom and all sorts of evil things. They will also say ruthless words to me.

On Friday, a boy tried to pour a pail of water on me. I was prepared to face anything. Suddenly, a boy pulled me aside and told me everything’s going to be fine. I did not get a glimpse on his face because I was closing my eyes at that time. He made me sit on a chair and went away.

The next week, everything went back to normal. Everybody started being friendly. As if nothing happened. I was contented. I did not care why they did all those things to me. Iwas happy enough that I was treated nicely again.

                The strange thing is that how did all of them suddenly became friendly. Was it because of that boy who saved me? Who is he? Maybe he was my far away friend who came to save me. Nobody knows. I hope I could meet him again and thank him for everything for verily he is my friend, my only true friend.

Weekend !

People may like weekdays or maybe weekends.If you're me you'll ENJOY your weekend. I love weekends. I might have a lot of homework through out the weekend but as students we should enjoy our weekend. After FIVE days of studying, we must rest! That's the only time we can rest our mind from all the chaos that is happening in school.

I have plans for you :)

1) Sleep in

2) Have FUN!

3) Homework, as usual.

4) Go out, with my beloved family!

5) Eat out, no cooking during weekends, holiday for my Mama too!

6) or maybe I should cook. Pfft.. Let's think about that later.

7) Watch GREASE! Thanks to my friend, Fathiah for lending me her DVD :) Love you!

8) Read!

9) Sleep late!

Plans do change. We can only plan but we will never be sure it will happen. Enjoy your weekend and most importantly, 'Time is gold,' use your time wisely.

“For every minute spent in organising, an hour is earned.”

Love,

Uswah Mansor

Our life's getting shorter

When we were born in this lovely world, our mom was the happiest person on earth. She carried us right after we were born although we were drenched in blood. Then, comes our dad, azan at our ears and let us listen the words of the Almighty Allah. Islam our religion till the day we die.

When we were at about 3 years old, we started to walk and fall. This reminds me of the song 'Mother.' 

"Cause who used to hold you 

and clean you,

and clothes you, 

who used to feed you and always be with you.

When you are sick stay up all night,

holding you tight.

That's right your mother, my mother."

I can see that this only happens when we were young. It will be awkward to see your mom clothes you if you're old like me now.Very weird. But it rarely happen. RARELY I'm telling you. Maybe 1% of adults does that.

Year by year passed,

At the age of 15, the teenage life.

Our life will turn upside down.

We'll start thinking about love. "Monkey love," I guess. Coupling, loitering, REMPIT-ing, bullying and a lot of other things. We will try to do things that is out of our mind. We can see most cases nowadays, such as, rapping, molesting or robbing are mostly done by teenagers. 

There was once an issue which is still an issue which is still occurring now which is "Peer Pressure." I once spoke on this matter. Very interesting. The title given was "Teenage Problem." Peer pressure is when a friend (A), did something bad, for example, smoking. The, his friend (B) saw the act. A tried to influence B but B doesn't want to follow A. Therefore, A discriminated B and asked his friends to also discriminate B. B does not want to be discriminated so, he started smoking as well. That is what we call peer pressure.

Sorry, I'm getting off topic.

I'm trying to state here that minutes by minutes passed by and we're not getting younger but getting older. Do beneficial activities rather than wasting your time! As some people say " Time flies." Make your time precious. Always think about others. Do things that are beneficial to other as well.

In conclusion, do not think life is long. You may die in a car accident, Nauzubillah. We don't know. Therefore, do more good deeds to erase you bad deeds before you meet Allah. May Allah bless you.

"If you frown for one second, you are actually wasting a second of happiness."

" Be happy, like this man down here!"

Love,

Uswah Mansor

Life is a turning wheel

Maybe I'm still too young to talk about life but I'm pretty sure that I had gone through quite a lot of experiences that I can share with you. Life is a turning wheel practically means that our life can actually turn upside down from good to bad or bad to worse. It is just a matter of how we handle that situation. Do not be grumpy nor sad when a test was given to you. Test here is not exams that we have in our school  or whatsoever but test here means the hard times that we are experiencing.


Let me tell you a story that is peculiar but fun to hear.


It's actually about myself. When the teachers announce the date of exams, I will start rushing and find books that are all messy in my room. The best part is that I won't sleep the whole night a day before the exam. I will stay up from 10 at night to 8 in the morning just to squeeze the whole book in my head. I know, I know, it's not good to do that. But actually it works, SOMETIMES. During the exam, my eyes will get smaller and smaller from time to time and at last, I didn't realise that I actually fall asleep and there's only 30 minutes left for the exam! I will start nagging to myself and start blaming myself. The truth is that it's not our body's fault not to be energetic enough on that day but because of our unbalance sleep and rest. That is why we will tend to be so weak. Aiyo, don't force yourself lah! Study smart. If you concentrate in class, you only need an hour to do revision at home. Right?


When the exam results are out, I will usually cry because my marks are bad. Very bad.
There was once, I cried in front of my teacher and said that I didn't do well and this and that. I told her that I slept at 4 in the morning just to read the textbook.


Guess what she actually told me:


Teacher: Uswah, did you only study last night?
Uswah: Yes, teacher.
Teacher: I didn't ask you to revise only last night. I asked you to study from the past two weeks.
Uswah: But I tried my best.
Teacher: You can do better. But your way is unacceptable. I know you can do it.
Uswah: I 'll try by best next time.
Then, I just realised my mistake. I was so ashamed of myself.


One of teacher taught me this 'petua' that can be used for studying:
the DUIT petua


D-Doa
U-Usaha (Effort)
I-Istiqamah(Continuously)
T-Tawakkal(Surrender) 


Like what the title says, "Life is a turning wheel." Exams is obviously a test that we need to undergo as students like me. Life will not stay the same forever. It will always turn and turn and turn and turn until the day you leave this world. Students are students.


"Patience is a virtue." :)


Love,
Uswah's World