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Actually what I'm gonna share today is nothing to do with the topics,so just ignore it.. I'd figure out something that I've forgot to tell that my class is consists of girls only. Kat sini kelas perempuan and laki memang asing except untuk budak yg amik STAM dua tahun.So,nasihat saya kepada sesiapa yg berhajat nak cari jodoh kat kuliah,sila la ambik dua tahun, sebab kita takkan kenal mana-mana lelaki unless kalau dah pernah kenal before we've been there or those who handle main role in school. (ehem dah lain dah niat tu ye! )

Just to make everything cooler, banyak sebenarnya benefits bila kelas sume pempuan nih, I could've say that this is better than sekelas with boys.

Antara kelebihannya ialah:

1.Unlimited Movement
This is I believe the main reason why all of us love gender-separated classes sebab kita akan rasa bebas and tak diperhatikan kalau kita buat sesuatu yg pelik (I do love doing weird things and I'll never stop doing that). And then tadekla rasa malu-malu segan-segan nak masuk kelas maka bolehla keluar masuk kelas sesuka hati nurani. Except sekarang ada satu rule yg telah berkuatkuasa kene pakai tag keluar kaler kuning yg warna highlight kalau nak keluar kelas except waktu rehat and balik.Memang aneh kalau pakai that's why I never keluar kelas after that. haha.. Kira baik la tu,kan?

2. Boleh bergelak ketawa sepuas hati.
Ouhh yg ni memang ultimate reason why I love gender-separated class. I know its not a good habit tapi I got to say la, memang satu kepuasan bila dapat ketawa sepenuh jiwa and it did helps me to not being stress and I love doing so. Habit ni worsen since dah duduk kat kelas semua perempuan ni,plus dapat pulak deskmate yg sangat memahami dan sekepala so I'm not doing it alone. Biasenye kalau kat my previous class tu asal ketawa beriye sikit akan keluar bunyi nih, "shhhhhh"..Memang pemutus mood betulla, tapi I should realise that I dont own that class. I'll try to change,but after I keluar Kuliah la, haha..

3. Good Cooperations
I'm not saying that boys are hard to cooperate with,but based on my 11 years of experience that's the things that commonly happening.Maybe it's only happening on me,not every guy in the planet were that kind of guy,but then its easier to deal with girls. Its not a discrimination but its my own experience.So bila dah ada cooperation yg baik,everthing is getting smoother and menyenangkan penolong kelas. *cough* me *cough*.

Whatever it is, keseronokan berada dalam kelas tu bukanlah ditentukan samada kelas tu asing ke tak kejantinannya,it depends on people in it. Kalau dapat kelas yang semua se-gender pun,tapi perangai macam hampeh, tak cool jugak kan? I don't mean nak condemn boys or what so ever,but its just a sharing-experience post.TAKE NO OFFEND,okay?

That's all for today, Keen on meeting u guys on the next post. :) daaaaa!

Comments

Muhaimin Saharudin said…
haha ,mmg kelas same gendr terbaik doe !
February 19, 2011 at 10:26 PM
sofwahayati said…
memang tak terkata kehebatannye!
February 25, 2011 at 1:57 AM
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