Seremban half marathon 2025

 Waw, i really can't believe, Mr Tham so so so good in LSD

A visit to Austism centre ideas (14.10. 2025)

 

Seminar Antarabangsa dan Kunjungan UNP ke UPSI

 Be presenter, represent JPK UPSI

Prof Usiskin's reply

 

Today is such a meaningful day for me. After all the waiting and back-and-forth, Prof. Zalman Usiskin himself finally granted me permission to use and translate the Van Hiele Geometry Test for my study. I feel so grateful and honored — this is from one of the most respected scholars in mathematics education.

In his reply, he officially allowed me to translate the test into Bahasa Melayu and Malaysian Sign Language (BIM). He even shared an attachment — a partial Bahasa Melayu translation done earlier by a student named Wei for questions 1–20, with notes on how each page should look. This is so valuable as a reference for me.

He also requested that I send him a copy of my translation once it is completed, and he expressed special interest in a video version of the Malaysian Sign Language translation. He mentioned that such a video might even benefit Deaf learners in other countries. That thought alone makes me feel like this project could have an impact beyond Malaysia.

I feel excited, blessed, and more motivated than ever. This permission is not just about using an instrument — it feels like recognition, trust, and a doorway to making my research more meaningful and far-reaching.

Semporna Trip

 

Behind the Scene: Sarawak Innovation Competition

Since En. F told me that my carrying marks for poster and video were outstanding, I promised myself that I must fight for the best award. But then came the incident of my proposal defense—it really broke me down. For weeks, I felt demotivated. As the competition date drew closer, I kept telling myself not to overthink and to just focus on the competition.

Yet, no matter how many times I repeated those words to myself—thousands of times—I still couldn’t calm down. Every night, I cried until I fell asleep. I didn’t even understand why I was so deeply hurt by the defense result. I told myself it didn’t matter, that it wasn’t my “true” result. Still, I couldn’t control the tears.

Finally, the day of the competition arrived. At the airport, I met Miza. My oversized poster couldn’t be carried by hand and had to go through a special baggage path. That made me so anxious—because that poster was the centerpiece of my entire booth decoration. Thankfully, it was delivered safely along with my other luggage.

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After reaching the hotel, I immediately started working on my PowerPoint presentation and making the final preparations for the booth design in my room. The next day, Yasmin and Tvisha arrived quite late, so I had to begin decorating the booth alone because there was no time to wait.

Luckily, Vestly was also in Sarawak. He helped me so much—running around to buy the things I had forgotten. He even brought his sister and mum to visit the booth. That really touched me deeply.

When Yasmin and Tvisha finally arrived, they jumped in right away and worked tirelessly with me until 11 p.m. I had to chase them back to rest since they had just arrived that evening and must have been exhausted. After they left, I continued working on the remaining parts until 1 a.m. Miza even came down from her room around midnight to accompany me. Thank you so much, my friend.

Yes… I tried my very best to make the booth look perfect. That’s just me—pouring my heart into everything I do.

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