ok this is gonna be a long entry..

we went to a wedding yesterday. saw the bride n groom looking all nice on the dais. looking at them, we couldnt help reminiscing about a year ago when we ourselves were sitting up there, in a state of disbelief that we were indeed MARRIED. the overwhelming sight of our loved ones coming to see no one else but US. the pretty clothes, the never ending smiles, the flashing cameras.
most of all, the anticipation of living our lives together.

after all, that was EXACTLY a year ago.

we turned ONE yesterday.

it wasnt a typically romantic day, but surprisingly we were high over the moon. there was no fancy schmancy dinner, no checking into any hotels, no stamping of passports.
oh, but we did have a gd breakfast though. the man with the culinary skills prepared me these...



well ok, ok, when i said 'prepared', i didnt mean COOK. he basically arranged the utensils and food in a nice presentable way. u noe lah, these people doing food n nutrition. presentation.presentation.presentation,

so with irfan as our witness, we rekindled our vows in between our ever so romantic breakfast; Macdonalds in our own home.

i think he approves huh?



and so the day began.

the day was about this n dat, too lazy to elaborate.

fast forward to the night. we went to M nasir's concert. since we got the tixs only hours before the concert, we got the topmost circle seats and there were not many pple up there. so that means we were pretty much alone to shout, scream, karaoke, kiss kiss in the dark. basically watever we want to do lah. n the thing about esplanade concert hall is that no matter where u sit, it always sounds just as good. to my delight, he played a lot of old songs, even Search's Meniti Titian Usang, "Saaambutlah tangan ku kawan, aku takut tenggelaaam.."heh.

n then in the middle of sitting there, listening to M Nasir, WHAM! I felt it. i have almost forgotten how it feels.

his arms (my husband's not M Nasir's laaa) accidentally brushed against mine and i felt strange.
its like the 'first time' tinklling feeling. u noe ure FIRST FEW DATES before u held hands, but want to, the feeling u get when he speaks close to u or when u sit in a movie n ure arms accidentally brushed a lil against each other. ya that feeling. im sure all of u noe wat im talking about. i guess when we r with someone forever and already married, even though u love the person to bits, u dunt get this constant high everyday. the high of a first date is just different, no? i think the combi of M Nasir, the concert hall, the darkness n the comfortable seats helped to kick in the right hormones.

n towards the end of the concert, as if reading my mind, he said to me, "I missed Irfan" i said me too n we just couldnt wait to be home. Then afterwards, it being our anniversary and us trying to be romantic, we decided to take a walk by the river. we tried our best to get in the mood, holding hands n wanting to talk about how we loove each other so. but before we knew it, we were talking endlessly about irfan, his smile and his poo.

n then we looked at each other and we knew, home was where we really wanted to be. there's a lil being there that will give us a better night than a walk down esplanande.

so we went home and spent the nite lying on our stomachs, on our bed, hands cupped under our chins as we gazed at irfan sleeping soundly in his cot.

awww...."look at the tiny face;" he said softly so as not to wake him.
"so peaceful, isnt he cute?" i hushed back.

and so we went on n on like dat till we fell asleep.

so much for a romantic anniversary celebration.

n the next morning, i said, "hey, we forgot to give each other presents"

to which he replied, "There, there's our present rite there.." *points to irfan*

we r obsessed. yes we know. Is this even NORMAL?

N i have a lil worry here. Am i suppose to give him the same present for next year's anniversary too?

*gasps*

A drive to yesterday

irfan has fallen into a nite routine. he sleeps at around 9pm and wakes up at 4 am for his feed. That makes it much easier for us to plan our nites.

so tonite, we left him at home n told my mum just to keep an eye on him since he wouldnt likely wake up. went for supper and a lil drive. remembered our younger days. drove past East Coast and i realized I'vegrown afraid of the dark, dense trees. Wanted to rekindle some old moments but we have a more comfortable place now. Drove past Changi and took some moments to watch planes. i remembered that time one nite when we circled the area plenty of times to catch different planes land and take off. i was never good at recognising them planes. i just like seeing the planes fly low directly above me. reminds me that they r huge and not just mere dots flying across the sky. maybe someday, we will bring irfan there.

the best part is, i had my choice of songs for the nite. after all that white piece of gadget has all the songs we will ever need.i found out some of the songs i used to like, i come to dislike now. i wonder why...

we drove to my new school. its not exactly near but i have a straight bus there. the area is all too familiar. an area i like a lot. remind me of my 'green' days and my stint at AMP. i remembered how i feel during my morning stroll from the bus stop to school, clad in the green pinafore and walkman accompanying me. next year, i will take the same bus i did when i was in sec sch, going through the same route. this time looking at all the students, replicas of how i used to be. but no more walkmans of coz, just IPODs in their hands, with their most expensive bags. i bet they won't be carrying Eastpac or Umbro bags.

i can see that field and the old banyan tree. i wonder if the lil ghostly spirit still lingers around the tree.

so now im tired. but not so sleepy. maybe i'd go disturb irfan for a lil bit and make him take his milk earlier tonite.

or should i disturb his sleeping dad instead?

Good night, my love...

I wish i could fit irfan in my bag.

Qistina.
The quirky one.

There's no time like this time.

i finally got to quench my thirst to shop. its been quite a while now. and i was in need of new clothes since my old ones are way too tight now. i was totally dismayed when i tried my fav jeans and it got stuck at my hips and refused to go any further up. i couldnt wear any of my pants except for one. and all my tops makes me look like im wearing a bodysuit which i can't breathe in. Sigh..totally didnt expect this.

so with irfan in tow, we went to town to get me some clothes. we showed irfan the stretch of town where we used to tawaf for as long as i could remember. of course irfan was too preoccupied with his never ending sleep and couldnt care less about our stories.

i must remember that he is only turning 2 mths. now that we have bought him a car seat and his grandparents have given him a stroller, we r so tempted to bring him everywhere we go. now that the husband is having his holidays till january and im still on maternity leave till january, the 3 of us got more than a mth to spend a lot of time together and we are itching to go here and there. besides, i had enough of staying at home for almost a mth due to my confinement.

heh. this writing space had been so much about irfan. pardon me, i spend 24 hours of the day with him. even when i do go out, id bring him along. so there's not much to write about anything else at the moment.
maybe when sch begins next year, id write about the 'excitement' of working in a new environment, new colleagues, new management n the life of a working mother. yikes. for now i just want to enjoy the company of irfan n the husband in a stress free state of mind.
with them around me every day, with nothing to attend to, freedom to go anywhere, no work to do and money coming in, life is good.
even though its only temporary. till work beckons and stress resuscitated.
heck, for now, there is no time like this time. :)

Irfan, if only u knew, how u make me feel...

I can't quite describe the joy he has brought to our lives. Its too great, its beyond my limited vocabulary. So far, nuthing beats this feeling.
All, I can say is, this raya was indeed very special and truly unforgettable.
I once said that I could never have been happier.
But boy, was I wrong.

Betul Ke Ni?

so this year raya, i don't think i can even recognise myself.

WHY?

because...

this year, for the FIRST time we would be celebrating raya
as HUSBAND and WIFE.

this year, for the FIRST time, we would be celebrating raya
in our OWN HOME

and this year for the FIRST time, we would be celebrating raya
with OUR NEWBORN SON

did all these happen within LESS than a year?
all THREE at one go?!!
getting married, a place of our own and a son?!!

i mean it was just last year raya that i was this scrawny lil girl, ikut parents jalan raya, jalan lenggang lenggang kangkong, belum kahwin, takde rumah, and tak terpikir LANGSUNG pun pasal anak! dat was me last raya.. and then this year..

i mean we didnt do it in stages. we didnt take a year to do each. we took a year to do ALL.

didnt think that SOO much can change between last raya and this year.
but all are welcoming changes, no less.
and we are ever thankful for that.
just that im feeling a lil weird.
EVERYTHING is different.
so weird.
so so weird.
so so VERY weird.

My Lil Yoda





sometimes he cries. sometimes he smiles. always he frowns. seldom he burps. always he's hungry. often he sleeps. sometimes he gurgles. sometimes he coos. sometimes he farts. often he feeds. too often he shits.

Father and Son

Eversince, lil Irfan was in my womb, his dad has been talking to him every night. When he arrived into the world, he seem to be able to recognise that voice. Whenever his dad speaks to him, he will look at him and listen attentively.
They have a special bond. And i enjoy watching them.


he wouldn't let his dad's finger go.


sleeping soundly on his dad. sampai mulut ternganga nganga!


he was only 1 week old when this was taken. and he has already taken after his dad's sleeping position.amazing!


Lil irfan in his dad's arms. He loves looking right into the camera. Fascinated by cameras too, aye?

Alhamdulillah,
The little boy has arrived into our arms safely on the 20th September 2005, exactly a week after his mum's birthday.
He didnt give his mum a very hard time, though the pain was something I have never felt before. Nor will i forget it.
I started feeling contractions at 12 am. It was mild, just a lil worst than menstrual cramps. It was more than 20 mins aprt so husband and me strted writing down and timing my contractions.
we didnt sleep the whole nite. By 5.30 am, it was 10 mins aprt so we packed our stuffs and left for the hospital.
By the time we reached, i was 3cm dilated and the doc broke my water bag.
By 7am, i was put in labour ward. I was 4 cm dilated. They started putting a drip and timing my contractions. By then, it was 3 mins aprt. The pain got worst of course, but there was nuthing much to do but bear with it.
They said they dunt think i need epidural coz they saw me smiling and talking but only if they knew how bad it was.
Husband was there all along, feeding me ice and comforting me. I think that played a huge part.
Then, the pain got more intense, and coming close together. I tried the gas and husband put it on me but i didnt like it.
I told husband to ask the nurse how dilated I am coz I have this urgency to push.
So she checked and I was 9CM!!. Finally!!! So she said I could push. By then it was around 12.30pm. Husband and the nurse directed me when to push and told me that they could see his head!!!
Soon doc mariamma mamma came and helped me to push. It seems like the longest time but husband's encouragement and his hand holding up my neck to push really made me strong. He was excitedly telling me how he could see the head and told that it was a bit more.
By 1.11pm, the lil boy was out into the world and all my pain suddenly disappeared.
He is 3.74kg. yes, he is huge.
He was put into my arms and the lil one opened his eyes and looked at me!!! How could we not cry?! The nurse put him on my breast and amazingly he could latch on.
While doc mariamma mamma did my stiches, all husband and me could do was stare at the lil one. And he stared right back at us! I didnt feel a thing when she did the stiches. Soon it was all over and we got into our ward.

I think i had it fairly easy this time. Labour wasnt too long and there was no complications and i could bear the pain. It wasnt because i was strong but it must have been all the never ending doas and constant prayers from my loved ones that did it for me.
And of coz, for the hand that held me throughout labour and the voice that kept encouraging me. My husband has always been and will always be my pillar of strength.

Wow a super long entry. So there it goes...
The story of the birth of Nur Irfan bin Muhd Nur Alim.

today is my due date and at 12 am this morning, i had a bloody show. it wasnt once, im still having it once in a while. very diluted blood,pinkish and it means that the mucus plug is out. that's a sign of the first stages of labour. but it doesnt mean im going into labour anytime soon. it might take 24 hours or even a few days. ceh!
i remembered doc mariamma mamma telling me that i dunt have to go to KK if there's blood. she said its perfectly NORMAL (her favourite word) I would only have to go if my contractions are 10 mins apart or my water bag is broken.

sounds easy but, for a first timer like me, identifying contractions itself might be a challenge and sometimes you are not sure if your water bag is broken coz it can varies from trickling to gushing of water. all i noe is i havent felt any pain at all, just very diluted blood that im having. doc mariamma mamma better be rite about not having to go KK.

so looks like the waiting game shall continue....i have 4 more days till they induce me. guess, we'll just have to wait and see.

Baby, pls meet me soon.

2 days left to my due date and still no pain at all. Doc mariamma mamma has set me up for an appointment next thursday to be induced if the baby is still not out yet. so im browsing the net rite now, reading up on the various methods of induction.

and here's what i found:
one method requires a tablet called pessaries containing prostaglandin gel to be inserted in the cervix (ouch?). might take a few days to take effect. So i assume there will be a lot of waiting. They might insert the tablet a few times more and see what happens.
another way is they can also break your waters using a hooklike thing (ouch? ouch?) to stimulate contractions. Once the water is broken, it is supposed to cause contractions but there's chances of it not happening too.
And as a last resort they might put u on a syntocinon drip which contains oxytoxin, hormones to stimulate contractions. For this, the info said, when you do get the contractions, the pain can be much much worst than normal contractions and might last longer, depending on how your body reacts. most of the time, an epidural is needed in this case.
And of course, when all else fails, there's the caesearean.
and i heard from a fren that husbands are not allowed to be with you throughout the ordeal above. For me, that will be the worst part ever.

and then of course, the info said there's the 'self-induced' methods like sex, stimulating your nipples, curry and taking long walks. Those sounds better doest it? No harm trying is there? id try anything to get those contractions! so how many days is it to next thursday? Six? Not too far away..eeekks.

Well, guess i wouldnt know what will happen till it does. all i can say is, whatever means and pain i have to go through, i would definitely do it, for the sake of bringing this precious one into the world.
so wish me luck! :)

the lil babe is still happily inside me now. still deciding on his birthday agaknyer. Looks like he chose not to share the same birthday as me nor with a Britney Speares' s kid. (heard over the radio, he was born yesterday) if he is born near the expected due date, he'd be a virgo, just like me. (poor husband, have to handle 2 headaches now!) and just like his mummy here, agaknya dia pun fickle and always take too long to think. and maybe he also has that late coming trait going on. dat trait he would have inherited from the both of us, so not solely my fault lah.

so, i have a feeling this baby mite just be overdue. doc said if overdue, need to be induced. various ways of doing it, not quite sure how mariamma mamma wants to do it. today, during the appt we will find out. i hvae 3 days before the expected due date. but so far i havent felt any kind of pain at all. except for very very mild cramps, like those i get monthly. but other that dat and the strong wavelike movements of the baby (that always makes me feel like he's dropping out!) i dunt feel any form of contraction at all. Not even Braxton Hicks.

Well at least he didnt choose to come out on my birthday. The husband was keeping his fingers crossed caused he had been busy planning a lil something for me. Actually not a lil something lah, i tot it was a big something. Of course, he did it again. Surprise me with something totally unexpected and made me totally happy. Morning of my birthday, told me to pack my things.
actually sejak sejak dah pregnant, im so lazy to walk around, just want to lepak and lie down in a nice comfy place. and it was a very very hot day that day, 33 C or sumthing so i was hoping he wont take me outdoors or go walking around. My tiny feet just cant take the 15kg weight gain well anymore.

but i was still very, very excited lah, so far he has never let me down in making me happy, so i know this yr would be no diff. he always seems to know what i want and need. sometimes even before i could figure that out myself. and i was right, at the end of the 'surprise', i was all smiles! :)

think i will continue this entry in a while. truth is i forgot how to upload photos here. its been sooo long since i did that. so i better go get it figured first.

till the next entry soon...

Greetings earthlings, hello humans.
Song of choice: Exit Music for a Film, Radiohead.

There was a time in my life when writing provided ample solace and helped me make sense of the world. I lost that sense of solace because i found something (read: someone) more tangible, a personification of solacity. Here i am now, minus my black books, my notebooks, my scribbles of paper, returning to manifest my inner thoughts in a predominantly conTEXT format, in a land where many know, as the blogGG. It has been a long while since I really sat down and thought long and hard about things and it is now time to embrace introspection rather than retrospection.

Currently i am at a very interesting stage in life. Something peculiar, somewhat familiar. I never thought i would ever reach this stage in life. I can still hear clearly the voice of the teacher teaching the Primary 6 students above about the laws of physics and nature; more than often, daydreaming how interesting it'll be for me to learn P6 science. I can still feel the marvel i had upon seeing my cousin getting ready for school, so proud that he's finally wearing long pants. I dont remember reaching any of these stages in life; all i know is that, i passed them. Right now i embark on my journey into parenthood after twenty seven years of limbo, of wandering, getting tossed about, and finding myself and a wife and soon a kin in the process.

So it is like the whole symphony is buliding up for this one huge excitement. That one note that the whole orchestra is looking forward to, that one note that would bring a BANG in beethoven's symphony no. 9. That is the birth of my child. The rest will be just encores. I never thought i would be at this stage in life. Can somebody tell me if the baby comes with an instructional manual? Maybe raising arizona is a PBL (problem based learning) process. Maybe not so much of a problem as it'll be self fulfilling, but i would rather call it Play-based learning. LEarn on the job, some might say. We will just have to open our presents slowly i guess. I guess the apt song would be "She likes surprises" by soundgarden. And anything in wonderful disguises.

I think that i have lost a side of my life whereby the visual is the most apt form of expression for me. I find myself drawing less, and painting less. I draw more in my head, and thats only half good. Photography still continues to fascinate me but it does not provide sufficiently for expression. I am bad in photographing humans and there is so much i can do when i photograph the tangible. I want to find that side of my life that captures the intangibles, that turns expression into form. I hope to find that again in writing. I want to be able to express the things I cannot say to the unknown faces of people i hear in my head who i shouldnt listen to. Maybe writing isnt such a good idea afterall. At least in here. I am in a place now where finding catharsis and making sense of things is crucial to my sanity and person. The presence of a proper and unbiased confidante who understands the composite, if not complex me does take a substantial load off my chest, without making me feel the threat of intellectual atrophy (read:university)settling in looms large. For that i thank you. I thank Him for this day, twenty seven years ago, solacity was born. Happy Birthday.

the third person

the third person

she opened her eyes and like most days, saw him smiling down at her. dimples greeted her but she wasn't moved today. she's moody again. he wore her 4 watches and laughed. 2 on the right wrist and 2 on the the left. she didn't find it too funny.

she woke up midday and regretted not meeting the morning. it could have been a beautiful morning. she tot to herself; why is she feeling so tired and moody when everything is going well? it has been days. all she wants to do is be in bed the whole day. she wants to think its the changing hormones, perhaps an extra dose of progesterone and oestrogen. and not a reaction to what is coming in the future.

she wants the attention but he is not giving enough to her. maybe it would never be enough to her. maybe its not what she wants after all. she is such a fickle attention seeker these days.

she needs to grow up. she would in a couple of days. she has no choice.
maybe that's the reason.

all about she

all about she

she woke up feeling fine. the day seems promising. after all its saturday. but she was feeling tired and so her bed became her constant companion for the day.

she got up to do some laundry for the new extension and saw the rain came pouring soon after. as the weather became darker and the day grew older, so did her spirits.

she had a good breakfast but no lunch. he banged the door and she couldn't care less. anyway, there were no more places she really wanted to go. Nothing seems tempting enough to bring a smile on her face. or makes her heart race. Besides, her pockets are empty. nothing seems to be going right. she's looking for the attention that she will never get because someone has been so used to receiving and not giving.

the anger. the anger has been bulding, accumulating and soon to explode. she knows she won't hurt from the blast but someone else would. but not she. not she.

so its night and she's dragging her feet.

suddenly the day is over. and another 'promising day' begins.

Swollen ankles

Swollen ankles

I can't see my ankles anymore. .I can't recognise my feet when i woke up today, ,very gelembong (been a while since i used this word.heh) , dah macam Professor Klums in Nutty Professor. Think if i poke my feet, it'll burst? Looks like it..

Had craving for crepes with bananas since yesterday. Finally went Marches and had my cravings satisfied. So im happy today.

Feel so fatigued today, nothing great on T.V. Can't sleep, just want to lie down and watch something. Wish Nip Tuck was today, my fav show to date. Oh wait, there's CSI tonite...so not too bad.

Looking forward to Thursday...Teacher's Day holiday!!! I almost forgot the perks of being a teacher until a holiday like this come. Morrow will be a relaxing day in school, just sit back and be entertained...Nice. But been feeling kinda guilty coz i haven't been much of a teacher lately..pple say my health and the baby is more important but looking at my students, im just torn. sigh...

by the way, the dead corpse is till lying quietly in his/her coffin. Its getting too quiet down there..wonder when the musical extravaganza will begin.

A dead corpse and sleepless nite

A dead corpse and sleepless nite

i had a terrible nite. Didn't sleep a wink and im having the headache today. Think Im down with gastric flu, or is it stomach flu or just plain gastric? I dunno. can never differentiate between all these stomach related terms. But all I know was there was a lot of gas in me and it was poking me sharply throughout the whole nite. At some point i can feel the gas and acid twisting itself in me, like a razor, cutting through your gut. I lost count of how many trips i made to the toilet, vomitting and passing out liquid. Horrible! Could it be food poisoning? I dunno..going to the doc soon. can't stand it anymore.

I hope the baby is not affected by all this. Must be pretty noisy in there, sound of trapped gas in me. He couldn't stop moving the whole nite either.

So Im on medical leave again today. Feels really bad, been taking too many sick leave lately, way too many...sigh...

And by the way, it was kinda a spooky nite, last nite. The thought of sleeping near a dead corpse was not at all nice. Since we moved in, this is the first time a funeral was held at the multi purpose hall in front of my block. The worst part is, from our room, we have a crystal clear view of the coffin. Its half covered, mind you. Lower part of the coffin is covered by wood and the upper part, by transparent glass. But somehow, we can't make out the face from up here, cause of the reflection of the glass cover. Thank God for that! The noise hasn't started yet. Have a feeling, we are gonna have a real kecoh party soon. Well, gotta enjoy the 'perks' of staying on the lower floors.

Ok Im feeling anohter surge of gas forcing its way up. Im all clammy and goose bumps appearing again..think i need the toilet now...so till later...

wish me luck, another nite with a dead corpse tonite. Think the windows of our room would be closed and the curtains would be drawn for a few more nites now!

Yeayiyaaaaah! we finally got our broadband wireless connection and all our hardware in place at home. The PC and laptop are all here and functioning well rite now. Hahh..the pleasure of clicking away on the comforts of my bed, and many many windows opening up quickly, waiting for me to read em instead of me waiting for them! No more snail crawling connection and attached phone lines. Nice.

Ok, so now with everything in place, lets have a proper update. This writing space here had been abandoned for way too long, actually without me realizing it. Time passed so fast, its just crazy. What?! September coming?!!! Feels like I just saw the double blue line on the pregnancy test kit and now 12kg gain later, im awaiting the arrival of this lil hero. Any moment now.

Scared? U kidding? Me? Im scared of almost everything and anything, be it the wedding day, (and night too lah, hehe) , plane rides, shifiting...basically everything lah. So this is no different, except im just super excited...can never get enuf of those kicks and bumps and humps the lil being is making to my stomach. Im waiting to finally meet him. Just hope he makes a normal, usual entrance, not dramatic like his dad's or any other horror labour stories that i've heard!

my pregnancy hasn't been totally smooth sailing but neither has it beeen terrible either. was hospitalised, took dozens of mcs from werk, had bleeding, spotting...had morning sickness in the first trimester and now with the last trimester, im having the terrible aches. I can't even remember the last time I had a good night sleep without waking up in the middle of nite, having to go to the toilet 2,3 times. Never knew, getting out of bed, bending over and lying on my back can be so painful and achy.

But alhamdullilah, i have no reason to complain. Baby and me is fine so far, and that is all that matters. With my paranoia, i have never even dreamed of coming this far. :) Smiles...

Praying all will be fine. Not evrything is in our hands, is it? Weak, we humans are. That's what im reminded of everytime. Doesn't matter what we want or how much we want it. In the end, its not up to us, nuthing is up to us.

For now, id be holding my breath, waiting for the the story of my life to unfold, hoping, hoping, hoping for smiles and joy. and not forgetting waiting for more sleepless nites, nappy change and engorged, throbbing breasts!
Right now, all that sounds like the best thing to me!

IN all whiteness and smallness, i await to be connected

yesterday, we finally signed up for broadband connection for our new home. today, we will be buying a computer and repairing my virus infected laptop.

we have been surviving pathetically without computer and internet connection since we moved. It has been a very painful experience. Really.

come next 2 weeks, our misery would end. i would have internet connection, a new computer, a repaired laptop and a new, compact, white beauty. I forsee my old repaired laptop will soon collect dust as i lay my fingers on the white keys of the new 12 inch white mini mini apple.

yes, we are crazy about anything white and small. step into our home and you will know, all white and small...so here comes the latest addition. we will continue our pursuit for whiteness and smallness till we get sick and tired of it.

So in next 2 weeks, with the technology in place at home, our place would now feel more like a home.

Till then, barulah boleh update panjang panjang lebar from the comforts of the home...

so till later...

im now into my 6 mths oredi, and i have gained a total of 10 kg so far! but my arms are still as skinny and aside from my ball of a stomach, i dunno where all the fats have gone to...i dunt think i look that much heavier and my stomach doesnt look so huge either.
the kicks and movements are getting stronger and stronger and more often by the day. especially when hubster puts his hand on him and talks to him.
3 more mths to go and as the days draw near, im having the jitters. i can't wait for the day but when i start reading and thinking about labour, errr....i think i dunt mind waiting...serammmm.

with all these major changes happening in my life all at once, it can get pretty hectic at times. sometimes, the presence of other people make things more complicated and frustrating instead of providing moral support.I can't control what people say or think of me; so nak cakap apa cakaplah, nak pikir apa, pikirlah. Although they might not realize that their words are hurting, ultimately what can i do? Sometimes there's no point talking, best to just get up and go. At the end of the day, only HE knows best and i have HIM to turn to for strength.

With all these major changes happening, im just ever so so so glad and thankful to have a loving and understanding husband by my side.
Knowing that we are always a team makes it a lot easier to face the challenges of the world.

The Rain Song- Led Zeppelin
(Page/Plant)

This is the springtime of my loving
the second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing
so little warmth I've felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing
I watched the fire that grew so low.

It is the summer of my smiles
flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes.
It is to you I give this tune.
Ain't so hard to recognize
These things are clear to all from
time to time.

Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go.
I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so

These are the seasons of emotions
and like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion
I see the torch we all must hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient
Upon us all a little rain must fall.

Rules I have to obey till no endT

There are concepts in life that just cannot be changed. Some rules that just have to be obeyed. No excuse. Feelings not counted. Rationale holds no value.

What happens if I try to break the rules? They claim I will go to hell.

I have known this all my life. And yet i still try to go against the currents. Again and again i try to put my points across. What was I thinking? That I can change the world?

In the process, i created chaos. Yes. I'm as stubborn as a mule.

My sister has got it right and I still have not. I dunno when I will. For the sake of the person i care most and the person i will soon meet,
i will try my best.

Uekkkk..Uekkkkk

Uekkkk..Uekkkkk

Being pregos have made me become one lazy person. Yes, I know, I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN lazy and no one thought it can get any worst.
But i just found out it can be worst, much, much worst.

All i want to do right now is sleep, lie down and just lepak. I have taken countless MCs coz I really have trouble waking up in the morning. My body feels totally out of sync, and every little thing makes me nauseuas. I wake up and the first thing i want to do is throw up and if im lucky, that will be the ONLY time in the day that i feel sick. But most of the time im not and i will feel worst in the middle of the day or at night again.
I have also vomitted countless times and im sure you know how painful it is on the gut when you vomit.

And then there's my frequent migraine messing with my head again. It has gotten more frequent, like 5 times a mth or so and its really torturing me.

Friends and family have been really sweet with their endless advise, help and patience, especially, especially my partner in crime of coz.

I really envy those who had it easy, no vomitting, nausea, nothing.

Oh well, what to do...macam my mum selalu ckp, "ni smua bahagian bahagian orang"

so how to work like dat? I know my boss is in a difficult situation rite now. Think she's not too happy with my frequent MIA nowadays but at the same time she doesnt want to appear heartless either.
Its quite interestng to see how she handles the situation, though..

But honestly, I have no choice..im trying my best to fight it, coz pple who are closest to me insist its pychological, coz they know how crazy i can get about illnesses and how my phobia can drive me to IMAGINING im unwell when Im actually fine.
But I SWEAR its not pychological this time round. Would a pregnant lady lie to you? *blinks* *blinks*

i just hope what the doc and magazines says is true; you will feel sick only the first 3 mths.

but heck, all that still cant stop me from being all excited and elated thinking about this lil one. and its quite a sight seeing your stomach grow bigger and bigger by the day. quite amazing lah. yep, im quite a jakun when it comes to being pregos.

ok, time for my afternoon nap now. will wake up for magrib and dinner (and another round of vomitting?), squeeze a lil nap again before american idol (maybe forgo american idol?) and then sleep for the night.
ya, that sounds like a plan.

A reminder

A reminder to myself

Alhamdullilah we are moving into yet another phase of our life. Life has been moving very fast for me now, eversince i got married. it seems that things are happening one after another and sometimes i just dont have enough time to think.

im afraid. As i have always been. The future is unknown and so many possibilities lie ahead. at the same time, im soooo excited to be entering this extremely new phase. It feels like a dream, like the impossible has happened to me. I want it so badly, that it scares me.

" The world is a bridge.
Pass over it, but build no houses upon it.
He who hopes for a day,
may hope for eternity,
but the world endures but an hour.
Spend it in prayer, for the rest is unseen. "

Let's pray all will go well, and may the best come our way.

Holiday

Back on holiday.....fun with velvias.



saya malas nak keje. saya nak pegi holiday lagi. saya malas nak keje. saya nak pegi holiday lagi. saya malas nak keje. saya nak pegi holiday lagi.

btw, somehow, i think we look better from the back..*sniggers*.....

Amateur grown up

The life of an amateur grown-up

Finally, after 7 years or so, Im going back home.

Back to the estate where my silly, adolescent-laden, puberty stricken memories were created.

I know Singapore is a mere dot, so small, and yet I just like being at that part of Singapore so much. I just don't know why.

Im excited to move, have a place to call my own,

especially since the odds were against us and yet we managed to get the flat we wanted.

last nite, as we took a look at the units left, we tot, damn, we r screwed. all the upper floors were taken and the lower floors were not to our liking. then we found one on the fourth floor. Though we wanted higher floors, there was something about that unit which we liked. maybe coz its facing the road we always drive by or maybe coz its connected to the car park. could be the bright lighting too. i duuno, we just liked it for some reason. but given our queue number, logically, we tot we couldn't get it.

but for some reason or another, we DID get it and im so excited to move..

....and yet...

this would also mean im creating a pile of mess. disrupting the calm of familiarity. change can be messy.

Firstly, changing school will not be easy and at this moment, its just something im not ready to do.

i will miss my colleagues.
i have heard so much about how teaching can be quite a bitchy profession. but alhamdullilah, my school has none of that. at least not too much. i don't know what it will be like in a different school.

Secondly, i will miss the noise and clutter of my nieces and newphew as well as having my sister near me. when the occasional cloud hover over my place, i could just drop by hers to take some sunshine with me. so could my parents.

that can't be done anymore.

and thirdly, looking at all the stuffs at my current place, i wonder how im going to pack and transfer all those into a 92sqm area. and how do i tell my dad nicely that the frames on the wall will look weird at our smaller new place? knowing that he has spent quite a lot on that?

i wish i can stop thinking sometime.

but right now, i have to start thinking about ceramic flooring, kitchen cabinets, lightings, blinds, sofa sets, doors and other EXPENSIVE stuffs that supposedly make a house complete.

sigh.....its no fun being a grown-up!

Designipython

Designipython

We were filling up petrol the other day at a certain Bedok Esso station.
we spotted an anoynymous Chinese young man filling up his petrol too.

Like any normal day.

After the full tank, he walked over to the front, opened his bonnet to check on his mighty engines.....

and UNLIKE any normal day,

he found THIS!!!!




Dont ask me how it got there. None of us has a clue, not even the driver.

The days never fail to surprise me nowadays.

Yep, anything is possible. Be it a python in a bonnet or an island being totally wiped out under water in a matter of hours. We shake our heads in disbelief and ask why and how. perhaps the answers are all beyond our limited comprehension. we can only speculate.

and all the time, we will never know the answers.
perhaps, there isnt any at all.
when it comes to HIS decisions,
there isnt a need to explain.

and yet,
even if we do realize that,
even when we do understand fully that we shall never question what HE has brought upon us, coz HE is indeed All Knowing,
and even when we know very well that everyone has to make the exit some day,
and the mode chosen and written for us.
it still can't ease our pain and the anguish that we feel, everytime someone dies, especially in a big scale tragedy as such.

guess the human is made such,
that knowing and understanding just CANNOT stop or prevent how we feel.

Marital bliss

Marital Bliss

It has been exactly a month now since i became his wife. I honestly did enjoy the wedding..in fact i kinda missed being made up, fancifully dressed and fussed over for about 2 days. It was quite a magical feeling, to say the least. So to those who are about to be married, enjoy your planning and the wedding day itself coz there's no other occasion that will come close to that.

My days have just been super ever since. Yes im speaking like a true blue newly wed, all starry in the eye, glowy in the face, none of which tons of SKII miracle water can ever achieve.

And yes, all the things i have envisioned married life to be, are what it is and a lot more. Before i got married, i remembered writing somewhere that im looking forward to waking up in the morning with him by my side instead of having to sms or making that fone call, i looked forward to staying in and watching television together all day and blah blah blah.

All dat, we are doing rite now and it was exactly wat i envisioned it to be. For now, all that is enough to make me extremely happy and content. I still smile to myself when it sometimes suddenly dawned on me that I am indeed married and that basi face i see every morning is indeed MY HUSBAND.

This one month has been nuthing but a loong relaxing holiday for us. We have done nuthing except go places, lepak and watch tv, walked up and down town as many times as we want, waking up late in the afternoon and sleeping all day long. All done legally with that person now called my husband. No more that guilty feeling when spotted by makcik2 in town or anticipating my mum's nagging when i come back late.

A huge relief, indeed.

Of course, this is the honeymoon stage, its only been a month.

There's bound to be misunderstandings along the way and painful adjustments and sacrifices to be made.

In fact, everyday has been a lesson learnt.

Though we have known each other for 6 years, there are still new discoveries which marriage has brought us. Some good and some not pleasant ones. In fact, each argument or rather adjustment, has strengthened my belief that i have made the right choice.

He has earned my utmost respect in everyway, and to me, his strength in character sets an example i will try to emulate. To me, he deserves my standing ovation for being able to tackle my psychotic theories, irritating paranoias and drilling questions.
Even when I cant tackle em.

But i must and i will keep in my mind that the human is indeed weak and has his limitations, no matter how patient one is.

Alhamdullilah, so far, we have taken everything that has comed positively and insyallah, we will continue to do so.

The road is still long for us, and with love and plenty of doas as our fuel, we shall embark on this new journey together.

Wedding

The almost-final lap

wahhh..been busy, busy, busy!! The last minute preparations are keeping both of us extremely occupied, rushing here and there, making our final purchases, tying up the loose ends and confirming everything. and in the chaos of it all, i must admit Im beginning to feel all excited as i countdown to the big day. Thinking of it sends butterflies in my stomach and i get all smily(?) and delirious. hehhe macam pompuan gilerr. soo excited lahh, me dunno why. I never thought I'd feel this way.

went to our final fit a couple of days back. we had a hilarious time trying out the outfits. At first it was quite weird looking at each other in those "fancy" clothes. But I must say the kakak did a very good job. she could alter the baju till it fit my miniature size.i can't believe it! it was nicely done too! guess the roof of the bridal house must have been shocked looking at us too, coz when we were trying, water started pouring in from the ceiling. The roof was leaking! We clutched our clothes and dashed to safety! Everyone in the shop started taking out buckets after buckets and placing it all around the room. Kecoh kejap!

im just glad all my baju are settled, after much contemplating and changing of minds. choosing baju is NOT easy.especially for fickle pple like us. phewww..

a few days ago, my mum just finished sewing my baju nikah! yeay! i knew she had put in a lot of effort in that, especially since she is still recovering from her arm operation. But still she endured the occasional pain just to see her lil spoilt daughter happy. Seeing the baju nikah will always remind me of that. i hope and pray she will continue to be blessed with good health.

nowadays, we are in the midst of doing what we love; shopping! somehow we feel better that we are now shopping for a purpose. wedding is just the perfect excuse to spend money on that bag, shoes, watch, blink blink, makeup, toiletries, perfume and what not! I just can't wait to use em. hehhe.

everything has just been great, the whole process of planning for the wedding, the choosing, the buying, putting everything together...really, it has been nuthing but FUN. think im gonna miss this when the wedding is over. (but I'd miss the cash spent more!)

ok, gotta go. gotta help my parents write those names on the cards. Our wedding card...hmmm still cant get used to seeing my name on a wedding card.
Guess, Im really getting married, huh?!

Im really glad to be doing all of these with YOU. :)

Stop hammering my head

Stop hammering my head!!!

It was just terrible. What is?
MIGRAINE!
Today, it decided to pay my puny head a visit. i did not expect it. it came so suddenly. i was happily chatting with aNn and the next minute i know, my field of vision started to break. i lost half of my vision. scary huh? yep that's what happens whenever i get migraine. i would lose half of my vision first. once i regain my vision a terrible headache will come. it feels close to someone stretching ure veins one by one and splitting it into two. i knew its just a matter of minutes before the pounding within the head starts.

luckily i was having my free period but i knew the exam papers had to be bundled by today. so i scrambled downstairs to the office, careful not to fall coz i really could not see clearly by then. somehow i managed to bundle the papers. i knew i had to be quick coz when the pounding comes, id be too weak and sick to do anything and the vomitting will also start. i just hope i didnt make a mistake or worst, leave the confidential exam papers lying around.

after bundling, i managed to force myself to go to my last class of the day. yes, with half good vision only. i was hoping the overwhelming headache will come only after the lesson ends. i gave my pupils their homework of the week and was relieved when the bell rang. end of lesson.

i managed to find my way to the staffroom with half my vision and packed my things. by then the excruciating pounding has already started and was beginning to split my head into two. and then a crazy thing happened! tears started pouring out. i was crying! the pain was just too much for me to handle. and usually when the pounding starts, im already in the comforts of my bed, but for the first time ever, i got migraine in public. thank god my collegaues were great. someone took my last lesson and some started giving me remedies about migraine. aNn, thanks for taking the drink for me!

so i went to the office and told the P and VP im leaving. and tears started pouring out again. they must be quite shocked to see calm, collected me crying like dat. hehee. they APPEARED sympathetic. heck, i really dunt care anymore, i just want to get on my bed and close my eyes.

the taxi came after what seemed like forever. the kind cleaner accompanied me while i waited for the cab and gave me axe oil and plastic to vomit in. Finally the cab came, and in the lift of my block, i finally made use of the plastic bag. i vomitted... eww, i hate to vomit, its painful!

ahh finally, in the comforts of my bed. i tried to sleep but as usual the pain was too great for me to sleep. anyway, im much better now. but still quite groggyyy...

haiyahhh, what a way to start the fasting month. quite sad actually..such a waste...

to those who have experienced the "magic" of migraine before, u probably can understand what i went through. to those who have never got it, count yourself lucky and i pray u will never go through the feeling. coz it really feels like shit!!!!

anyone knows of a tried and tested way of preventing migraine from attacking?
if you do, i promise id be your SLAVE forever.
betol.Tak bedek!

Beribu ribu meeting

Beribu ribu meeting

besok ada meeting lagi. this time dengan extended family.
last week baru ada meeting dengan immediate family.
these past few mondays asik ada exco meeting kat skolah.

knapa meeting slalu tak abis cerita?
sebab ada ramai orang smua ada cerita sendiri.
kalau cerita si A tak kena dengan cerita si B, sambung lagi meeting minggu depan.
meeting bukanya ada si A and si B ajer, slalu ada A sampai Z orang.

sebab tu pening kepala. lepas meeting dah penat nak buat apa apa. apa yang dah dimeetingkan tinggal kata kata ajer. smua aksen lupa kena buat kerja. termasuk lah saya.

ok nak siap buat agenda. ah ah dengan family pun kena ada agenda. Kata orang orang besar, kalau takde agenda bukan meeting. itu sembang sembang bebual kosong. orang orang besar kan selalu betul. ah ah lah tu.

Silhoutte of a loved one

Silhouette of a soul I love

Found this in my folder. I thought ive put it up before but cant seem to find it now.



once the sun crashes and total darkness sets in,
the silhouettes cease to exist.
loses its shape
and the soul breaks lose.
free to roam.

aren't our bodies mere silhouettes of our souls?

Reflected image

Reflected image

some pple drink and drive.
some others snap photos while driving.
i dunno which is more dangerous.



and there's just something about reflected image that i like.

Ruins

Ruins

Im tired of seeing my own words. Pictures will take over.


Lanes near FM.
where algae spreads.


Place I stay
where it smells of chicken dung.

Sophie, save me

Sophie, save me

I think my vision is starting to cloud.
Im stepping into the adult world where a huge drape falls over my eyes
and i lost sight of the beauty of the little ripple in the sea,
the long trail of ants
and my own reflection in the puddle.
time is no longer a luxury.
the sea is now nuthing but mass of water.
ants and puddles are just quickly stepped over.
sophie, save me, im stuck deep inside the rabbit's fur.
im trying to stay on top coz forgetting this is what i fear.

i look around me and almost everyone is running somewhere. busy, busy, busy.
am i missing something?
i dunno why we are running when it gets us nowhere.
sorry it DOES gets us somewhere.
it gets us further and further away from things that matters most.
is this the price i have to pay to be accepted in this lion(dragon?) city?
so as to achieve happiness, prosperity and progress for our nation...
in what order of importance is that, if i may ask?
whose happiness?
whose prosperity?
n we sure have progressed
just take a look at our young,
with their LV bags and Gucci watches,
designer labels stuck at the backs of their revealing tops
who are to say we have not?

there's still hope.
especially with 5 day week soon
at least i have the weekends to look at the trail of ants,
ripples in the sea
and my reflection in the puddle.
more time to climb out of the rabbit's fur.
and maybe i can achieve some happiness, prosperity and progress of my own,
not the least bit in a material way.
hope is indeed a wonderful thing

Cakes and Plenty of Love

Cakes and Plenty of Love

thank you all for the wonderful wishes, gifts, cards and doas.
from mango tees, birthday cake, PLENTY of bodyshop products "winks to ann and eTTy", bag, perfumes, flowers, the very useful aussino vouchers....im truly glad and blessed to be surrounded by so many wonderful pple. truly am.

some friends come and go, some friends just stay for the longest time...
aida, sri, hilyah, yati u pple can make me laugh like we have never grown up. shared history is a strong super glue dunt u think? it held us together till now. n hopefully, till all my teeth are gone, my bones have shrunk and till my hands have becomed so wrinkled that henna can't even flow on it.(hehhee..im looking at my hennaed hand as im typing rite now, so dats why)
it was really nice meeting u guys on sat.

meanwhile some pics from a week ago...

it started out with this birthday invite by Ah Lim



and then this n dat...




and when nite falls, dinner and the following day, we both totally forgot all about the camera. so no photos there!

Ok, me going to call it a nite for now. adios! :)

Anniversaries and parties

Anniversaries and parties

this weekend had been about friends and family. we celebrated 3 wedding anniversaries on sat; my parents', sis's and brother's. all in the month of september. for a very long while, ive always thought that mine will also be in september but sadly, that couldnt happen due to time and work constraints.

the ladies with culinary skills in the family (me excluded of coz) cooked a sumptuous meal which they called nasi arab. it was supposed to be beriyani but they changed the name when they tasted it. a few things didnt turn out quite rite i suppose,the rice was too soft and tandoori chicken was tasteless and thanks to mum, we had arca mixed with burnt sugar. but heck, i didnt cook a teeny bit so id rather not have too many comments. anyway, the effort must be applauded.

the nite was later spent with the friends, mine then his. it was our first time at Hideout, guess its quite a nice place to sit around with a group of friends, low light, comfy sofas and nice music. for lazy me, it was nice to just sit back and be entertained by a comical bunch of frens fooling around ;)

and then come Monday, its back to becoming an adult. have to attend many many oh-so-serious courses...think its gonna be another tiring week, holiday or not.

WomaD!

WomAd!

It was quite a tiring Saturday. From teachers' day celebrations at a certain beach bar in Sentosa (can't seem to recall the name now), all the way to Fort Canning for Womad. The hot, humid weather didnt help very much.

But WomAd sure didn't dissapoint. Like all the previous years, WomAd can't be any better! :)



Womad always reminds me that that there is a bigger world out there and that diversity extends beyond our four races. its a fresh change from radio friendly music, and the music performed was so strongly intertwined with culture and ethnic influences. they share it with pride. living in this sunny island, makes me myopic sometimes. alot of times. we keep going around in circles..im afraid, i might just go blind.

anywayyyy...(*yawns*) think i'd pretty much be in sleep mode today..so nice to be in the comforts of my bed on a sunday afternoon...:)

Give me a smile tonite

Give me a smile tonite

Yesterday wasn't that good, it could and should have been better...today, i promise i won't make the same mistakes again. i often forget the soul is sensitive and words do hurt..

sometimes i see extremely clear warning signs...and yet, i remain motionless and continue the route.

the surprise didnt have the opportunity to be discovered. but today, it will materialise..i hope. provided i dont act all selfish like i sometimes (often?) do...

so i shall patiently await dusk..and hope it would be raining smiles when the sun sets.

meanwhile...
Happy 28th
Prayer of the Month: MAy HE gives me strength to be a better person for you, and may HE gives you patience to love me regardless...Insyaallah

Atop an abandoned building

Atop an abandoned building

(Beware: confusion might arise..mood is volatile)
I think im made up of a million pieces...and all of them don't fit...the confusion i stirred up within myself brings no solace to anyone...where is that ray of hope that indicates the direction i could take in this time of my life. i cant read signs anymore. or maybe my interpretation of the signs itself changes every day.

sometimes i dream of lying atop an abandoned roof of a rundown building, watching the night sky and the bright lights flickering from HDB flats in the heartlands.
a fag in the hand of my companion while his other hand, holding mine.

the skin im wearing as im sitting at the office confuses the inert emotions in me, the one that desires darkness and all things that do not conform. many a time, i see a vision of me pointing a gun in the room whilst they discuss performance and issues after issues. yes, we are merely performing...like a bunch of monkeys. entertaining the very pple sitting in the room who has the power to judge you and reward u accordingly. as they speak,i hear nuthing but see mouths moving and in my head, my gun points in between their heads and 1,2,3, it goes off..one by one around the oval table...i am now one of them and there's no escaping... the gun points to my head.

ask me not, where these visions stem from...coz i see no direction. why do i keep seeing trails of bright lights leading to a dark tunnel of tranquility. its contradictory and i am both.

ok..hold my hand and guide me through. truth is, what i want is not what i should have... throw away the key and let me forget who i really am...coz there's no place for me here...me is not the monkey they want to see..

Monday, I have a pimple

Monday, I have a pimple

Where? Where did the weekends go to??? where's my 'friday im in love'??? give me baccckkkkk!!!! blearghhh, its back to Monday, and the cycle shall continue...eeeks.

im so unfocused these days. for some reason, i always catch myself beranganing..and i even have a big, huge, RED pimple on my nose, to prove it. its so huge that i can catch a glimpse of it when i look down. no kiddingg! my colleagues don't say hi to me anymore, they yell "What's that on your nose???!!!!" I might be missing an eye for all u noe, and no one would notice coz they are too busy looking at the pimple on my nose when they speak to me.

i dunt blame them..i think humans have the tendency to ogle at 'things' that are very much STICKING OUT. and in my case, sad to say, its the grandmother of all zits resting so comfortably on my nose that is sticking out...not much else.
why-oh-why must u grow on my nose?! of all places!!! should i put a plaster across my nose..no wayyyyyy...but i noe of someone who did!!...khehekke, its a really funny sight..honestly, im laughing out loud at the staffroom rite now, just recalling that person smiling at me with a plaster across her nose!

ok, before anyone knows im loofing, me better get out of here. till later....still cant stop laughing...hehee

meanwhile, some pics from picnic with da family last saturday...of coz, before the birth of my voluptuous pimple..:)



The birthday gal..she turns 4...



The one who would kill or strip for mee siam putih



From left, the filipino maid, the ah-lian, the anak metropolitan and the self taught guru ngaji.....a lethal combi, u say?



who else, but Ms Ah-In and Mr Ah- Lim.....go ahead, u can puke at this one..:)

Friday, Im in love..

Friday I'm in love..

im home at record time today. 2.00pm. i think in my years of teaching, this is one of the few times that i escaped out of the gates of hell this early. i was all ready to go for a briefing at IPAM, Civil Service College which was supposed to start at 2.45 pm. so i left school and waited for the cab. then something told me to check the details of the workshop again. yep i was rite, it starts at 2.45pm, EXCEPT, its 2.45pm NEXT FRIDAY!!!!

luckily, i wasnt in the cab yet. and since i was out of school, i figured its HIS way of asking me to rest at home. a well deserving one. hehe...at least dats what i would like to think. so i skipped all the way home, very glad for the mistake ive made and besides, fridays always makes me a lot delirious.

im looking forward to tonite and the rest of the weekend. since my family recruited an events manager a.k.a sister-in-law-who-enjoys-planning-family-gatherings, late last year, our weekends are pretty much occupied nowadays. i think she has one whole year of activities lined up for da family.heh. fine by me. at least my mum gets to go out and meets the rest of my siblings more often. im just glad, when mak is not focusing on me... ;)

but for tonite, its he and I. our usual, typical rendevous shall take place, me thinks....
we are lousy event managers..
so till later....coz Friday, I'm in love... :)


I don't care if Monday's blue,
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too....
Thursday, I don't care about you...
Its Friday Im in love...

Monday, you can fall apart,
Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart,
Thursday doesn't even start,
Its Friday, Im in love...
Saturdayyyy....waitt..
Sunday always comes too late...
Friday..never hesitate

I don't care if Monday's black...
Tuesday, Wednesday, heart attack...
Thursday never looking back...
Its Friday I'm in love.....

Monday, you can hold your head,
Tuesday,Wednesday, stay in bed,
Thursday, watch the walls instead,
Friday, Im in love...
Saturdayyyy....waitt..
Sunday always comes too late...
Friday..never hesitate...

---'Friday Im in Love' by The Cure

Augustus the Snail

Augustus the Snail

August is crawling....snail pace, tortoise speed...cepatlah sikit.

after 2 police cases, one stroke of the cane, 2 extreme stomach flu attacks,
2 thousand times bed hunting, Danga Bay makan, fireworks-oh-we-are-too-late, fireworks-oh-blocked-by-a-big-tree, Fort Canning with the makciks and minah johor shok sendiri, a long National day holiday, roller coaster rides, over-repeated National songs heard, grandmama's operation, mum's endless physiotherapy, 2 million ticks and crosses written, 2 zillion blogs visited (heh, nak exaggerate ajer, but me thinks quite possible), many many seaweeds swallowed, (tak rugi duduk sebelah anak tauke seeweed! lemau lemau pun masih boleh lantak jugak), tons and tons of hair shed (despite that, my hair still super thick. why ahhh??), approximately 300 pictures taken, over 40 pupils shouted at and can you believe it,
itssssss stillllllll OGGGGGGOSSSSSSSSSSSSSS(Augustlah)!!!!!!!!! WHYYYYY????!!!!!!

n its only august 17, why does this month feel so lonnnnggg and draggy to me? WHYYYY??????!!!!!!!!!

August, you can go now. really.... u can go. goooooooo....make way for september, november and especially december please. october also can go quickly. thank you very much.

Project Kahwin Kahwin

Project Kahwin Kahwin
Phase: Research

i woke up this morning, and suddenly i had everything figured out. suddenly i knew, what colour theme i wanted for my dais and the wedding hall decorations. and i also decided on our destination as well as my furniture. and i mean i have really really decided! All in one morning! Like really die die want that colour, that bed and that destination! i dunt hear the so often used word "but" anywhere in my thoughts this morning. aint it a beautiful day? heh.

hmmmpphh, someone must have said a lil prayer for me. guess our indecisiveness had irked that someone so much..heheh.
or maybe, i just cant be bothered to think anymore...yikes!

but to be honest, we enjoyed our so called "research" phase. Its great coz it gives us reason to go here and there and of coz to torment salesmen and women, with all sorts of questions. and u see such a wide array of them. salesmen with one hand, salesmen with speech deficiency, saleswomen who speaks and glances at the mirror to check herself out every 2 minutes she speaks to us (no wonder, she works at furniture store!) , salesmen who are just over zeolous. they talk non stop and give you a thousand reasons why the product is perfect for us. some just follow u around. they just never give up. and when you are not interested, they give u a face. urgghh hate those kind.
after a while, when u walk on the streets, you see more and more familiar faces. then u realize, hey isnt this the salesmen at so and so...who speaks funny OR who stinks,or the nice chap with one hand (this guy was truly nice!)...and blah blah.
singapore ni kan kecik...

and borders is such a great place for research, dunt u think. mags and books everywhere, everything u need to know are on the shelves. we have gone to a thousand islands and continents from borders...truly, it is IDEAS they sell, not books. and the best thing about ideas is, its free, at least at borders. where u get to browse freely, with no one to give u the glare and shoo u away.

and then there's the internet of coz. wat better way to do research than bloghopping! nothing beats it. u get reviews, u get crystal clear pictures, u get lists of recommended bridal house, photography and basically anything kahwin kahwin lah. its real life experiences, so it has a higher reliability rate. :)

well, i never really tot id say this, but i have to admit, preparing for wedding is quite fun actually. no doubt, u have plenty to do, but the process has been interesting and hilarious for us, at least up till now. it sure feels like planning for a mega project, except, for this, you have YOUR FAVOURITE PERSON as your team mate.
it sure makes everything feels less of a hassle and a lot more exciting!

BUT,
given the choice, we wont do this again.
My team mate and I are all ready for another project. *winks*
Another MAYGA one, i might add. khahhhehhah!!
This one no need research one!!

Niece and Nephews

Niece and Nephews

All 7 of them can be a real pain in the neck when they come over, but sometimes, just sometimes, they can be quite adorable.

This is the latest edition. Feels like biting his chin off!! he has such a peaceful face, dunt u think...






My brother's kids....4 already!! feels like yesterday, he was in NS...haiz...




no relation whatsoever, but here's us, surrounded by yellowness....wish its always dat our smiles are plastered all across our faces....



Have a great day to all!!

Roller Coaster

Mindless Ramblings of the Emo

Its been a roller coaster ride for the longest time...it hasnt been good but it hasnt been all bad either....maybe this is how it would be like in the days to come..im glad there isnt a crystal ball for me to take a peek of the future, coz then i will never take a step forward.

pple say good things must come to an end. the question is when and how...some things are within our control but the worst of things are those that comes along without u knowing it and worst, beyond ure control. HE gives, and you will have no choice but to take it.

so...while it is within my control, i will try my darnest to minimise the height of the roller coaster ride. i will try not to kill it, before its timely death. it is within my control...for now, at least.

good luck to me...and may He gives us strength to choose wisely.

geylang si paku geylang

Geylang si paku geylang

went to muzik festival at fort canning with some frens just now. main highlight for me was M NAsir, of coz. other than that, sad to say, i was not very familiar with the rest of the performers. hmm...i think i should watch more suria lah, kalau kita tak support our local talents, who else rite?

yawnnn...haiz, me so sleepy now. didnt get much sleep last nite either. came back from Danga Bay JB, close to 3am. quite an interesting place. sikit sikit mcm concept esplanade, tapi it also gives u a very Geylangy feeling. pple were sitting by the beach eating and there were rows and rows of pasar malam stalls. Maybe the sea of tudungs around and the numerous Mats jalan sana jalan sini, yang give me the Geylangy feeling. they said its not fully ready yet, so more things in store i suppose. heard about the water sports. hmm, kalau bring boring bleh try.

come to think of it, from my place, me thinks, its nearer to go to Danga Bay than to go to Bedok. ah-ah betul lah tu.

ok me off to bed now.

The drama continues...

News Flash 1

Two 10 year old boys escaped from going to school, and were reported seen at Prime Supermarket.
A witness, Mdm Damn Kepo claimed to have seen the above boys, running away with Tiger Beer in hand. Security gave chase, but were unable to grab hold of the two small, nippy boys. Security was last seen panting and breathing heavily, with the two boys out of sight.

It is not known what they did to the stolen Tiger Beer. Prime Super Market is coming up with a plan to safeguard their beer bottles and cans from potential 10 year old drunkards.

In the meantime, the police set out a search for the two boys.

Some minutes later, the two boys were spotted at a nearby hawker centre.

They were trying to steal food.

This was after they were spotted fishing at a nearby pond.

The two boys were brought to the police station for further questioning.

The school and family were immediately informed.

News Flash 2

On a separate case...

Two boys were caught shoplifting at Popular Bookstore, last Saturday.

Items stolen were of academic nature.

It included several liquid papers, pens, pencils and coloured paper.

The police were called and the boys were brought in for questioning.

The boys claimed that they needed the items for school. Being amazed by their determined effort to learn, the police let them go with a warning.

The school and family were immediately informed.

What the heck?!!!!
Someone help me,
I think Im breeding criminals in my class!!

Wasted

Wasted

they are merely 9, 10 year olds. and yet they can cause so much drama.
now i understand why, cause their parents are actually the kings and queens of drama.

im sad for these kids and at the same time, im pretty pissed with them and their whole family line.

when i saw the two policemen walking into our school, i knew it was my kid getting into trouble.

its difficult when we try our best in school to discipline and teach these kids right values, and when they go home, its all hell.

its not easy to raise kids when u r poor and divorced. yes i know that, but its your responsibility to make sure ure kids don't harm himself or another. that's just how it is. and that has nothing to do with money.

im not a parent and i wouldnt know, but i do know that if i were to quarrel with my spouse, screaming and chasing with a knife in my hand, chances are my kids wont turn out rite.

thats what my pupil had to witness for the most part of his 10 year old life.

i would never really know what it feels to see that. after a while, i guess u would be numb of the fear.

and u become brave. to do all the wrong things. truancy and stealing is his choice for now. and he's only 10.

and he's not the only one.

im afraid for him. but who am i to say his family is not capable of taking care of him. im not even a parent. who am i to say his mum makes lousy decisions.

although im tempted to.
its so difficult to just stand and watch.

but alas, im only a teacher,
cant lay a finger on any pupil
but welcomed to watch some parents screw their kids future.
nice deal, no?

Good Bed Hunting

Good Bed Hunting

due to increasing pressure from all sides possible, we decided to channel our time into something productive for once. so we made our way to furniture mall after work today, in search of the perfect bedroom set.

and sad to say, we didnt really find anything we like there. instead i fell in love with a dining set. always the case. always end up looking at things which we dont need. it was dark wood with very pretty trimmings at the corners of the wood. so nicee....made me itch to buy a new house now, just so i can find a place for the dining set.

we berangan about it awhile, knowing very well, that for now, a new hse is of least importance. But heck we entertained the idea for a while more. how the dining set will go well with a yellow standing light lah, how it would look nice with white walls lah, this and dat.

when we finally snapped out of it and remembered our quest for a bedroom set, we remembered about a bed we saw and sorta like some long time ago. so we made our way to barang barang and lo and behold, the bed was still there!

we were excited, yes we were. so did we finally, finally, for once make a purchase?
sadly, no.
why?
we still weren't sure... like always.
its nice, but..blah blah blah.
its blah blah blah but its nice.

and so, the search shall continue...

Soalan soalan CEPU(k) EMAS

Soalan Soalan Cepu(k) Emas

Dah choose baju?
Belum

kalau baju lawa org dah ambik macam mana?
entah

Mak Andam saper?
FM

Dia yg make up kan?
bukan

Abih saper?
tak tahu

Colour theme apa?
Belum decide

buat kat mana?
multi purpose hall

dah book?
belum boleh

apasal tak buat kat C.C?
mama mama dah book utk deepavali celebration

kalau kat multi purpose hall ada cina mati mcm mana?
tak tahu. basketball court?

kalau hujan?
tulah..

apa tulah? kalau hujan macam mana?
tak tahu

Dah register?
Belum

Dah pegi kursus?
OH SUDAH!!!

Dah beli barang barang dulang?
belum

Satu barang pun belum beli?
belum

Dah beli katil?
Belum

Dah kahwin nak tinggal mana?
CCK jugak

Tak nak beli rumah baru?
entah

kalau nak beli, beli kat mana?
tak tahu

honeymoon pegi mana?
belum tahu

ambik studio photos?
ambik

dah pegi ambik gambar?
belum


KAU GILER EH?

INGAT NAK KAHWIN LAGI SEPULUH TAHUN?

KIRA SATU BENDA PUN BELUM BUAT LAH?

SELAMA NI BUAT APA?

BILA NAK SETTLE SMUA?

KLUAR MASUK KLUAR MASUK RUMAH< BUAT APA?

PEGI MANA?

SHOPPING SANA SHOPPING SINI BELI APA?

APASAL TAK BELI BENDA DULANG?

HONEYMOON BOOK SIANG SIANG.LAGI LAGI DEC,HOLIDAY.

BUDAK NI, BIAR BETUL

INGAT BULAN SEBELAS LAGI LAMA EH?

ENTAHLAH MAK TAK TAhu LAH

ABAH SURUH REGISTER CEPAT CEPAT

PEGI UKUR BILIK SKARANG. BELI KATIL JANGAN BESAR BESAR NANTI TAK MUAT

BELI KATIL, BIAR YG ADA KAKI, BAWAH BOLEH LETAK BARANG

SEBELUM HONEYMOON JGN LUPA PEGI SEMBAH SEMBAH

AMBIK BERKAT ORG TUA

INGAT KAHWIN BOLEH LAST MINUTE EH?

BETUL LAH BUDAK NI!

APA NAK JADI PUN TAK TAHU LAH!

ADA ORG TU,TAHUN DEPAN NAK KAHWIN, SKARANG SMUA DAH SIAP.

KAU?!

KEJAM CELIK KEJAM CELIK

DAH BULAN SEBELAS!!!

LAGI TIGA BULAN AJERRR

TIGA BULAN!!!!!!!

TIGA BULAN!!!!!!!!!

TIGA BULAN!!!!!!!!!

SATU, DUA, TIGA

TIGA BULANNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TRigger Happy

TRigger Happy

You, me, conversation and a cuppa coffee
sometimes its just so easy to be happy
for dats all it took tonite....
Im still smiling.

probably its the caffeine
probably its YOU.

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only THREE more months to go!
SHIT, so much not done!
HOW???!!!

die oredi.

Happy Birfday NAZI!!!!!

Happy Birfday NAZI!!!

She IRKS me to no end
with her BIZARRE problems

She makes me MADD ever so often
for using my bags, make up, and yes, even my PANTIES!
and thank me after that, by spoiling them all.
My bags will snap, my lipstick will be flattened,
and my panties filled with holes.
hmm wonder what kind of >>> she has!!!!

She finishes all the food in the house
Once in a while, she carries me, just to check if I've gained weight.
Yes, she carries me, LIFTS ME UP and finds pleasure in seeing my feet dangling in the air.
either she's strong or Im SKINNY MINNYY.

Basically she's a pain in the neck.

BUT,

i can't help but to adore her.
How do I adore her?
I sing her a song

which goes
" Nazi Nazi in the air,
I can see your UNDERWEAR
Not too big not too small,
Just the size of SINGAPORE!!!"

she used to wail and chase me when i sing that
but now that she's 12,
she just ignore me
so boring

so now, i make her scream by pinching a body part of hers
a body part which is sticking out bigger and bigger by the day
YUMMY!

oh how she would scream,
and chase me to no end
but she can never catch me of coz,
coz she's way too heavy. haha

she's no other than my cuckoo niece, Nazihah!!
Whose BIRTHDAY is TODAY!!!!!
Your auntie shouts:""HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CRAZY GIRLYYY!!!""



i luv you, girl
every bit of your 60kg self!

just don't grow up too fast orite

now, come here you, let me pinch THOSE...oooo yummy!

The Coincidental Quote

The Coincidental Quote

Just when Im getting sick of pple's destructive comments and negative remarks, I was truly amazed to find this perfect quote. Its just lying there, at a blog i frequent, waiting to be discovered by me. Wat perfect timing. D, its what we have been talking about lately. lil did we know, Mother Theresa had said it all.

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.
If you are successful you will win some false friends and true enemies; Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God; It was never between you and them anyway.

- Mother Theresa

Muntah Berbakul bakul

Muntah berbakul bakul

what a bad sunday it was. i have been very mean to my stomach on fri and sat, letting it starve, without single proper meal.
and so my stomach got back at me on sunday. it really showed its unhappiness.
after lunch at the course, my stomach felt really bad, so mauch gas, and i could feel the beriyani just at the tip of the throat. luckily it managed to stay there somehow, till the end of the course. when it was over, i vomitted almost everything out. in the car. lucky got plastic bag. the plastic was really full.ewwww.

then another round of vomitting at home, and another and another. i was all quesy and went to the doc. waited for one excruciating hour and finally got back and vomitted again. took my medicine and slept. 2 days mc.

woke up at 7am today and realised i have not called school to inform. quickly scrambled to the fone.

im still queesy now. the tot of food still makes me want to vomit. feeling dehydrated too from all the vomitting.

boy, this is one of the worst stomach attack. feel so sick and extremely weak. but i need to be in school morrow. otherwise i have to give her a call. and that would be a nightmare.

back to bed for now.

Please don't YA YA here!

Please don't YA YA here
 
This is dedicated to you and you.
 
I dunno how they can do it?
 
To pretend as if it's theirs when they don't even have a hand in it.
 
When they are not the ones who 
 
burn the midnite oil, 
 
rush to complete,
 
run around, 
 
starve.
 
Why do they speak to the person that matters
 
As if they know the project.
 
When they obviously don't
 
When they just sit there
 
And then report the progress and success that I have solely worked for?
 
How can they?
 
Maybe that's the way it should be
 
That's the smart way so that u can be ranked higher 
 
get a fatter bonus.
 
Be seen in a good light.
 
That's the smart way.
 
To seem as if u r working hard, doing everything
 
When you are doing nothing
 
And I mean nothing at all.
 
In fact you make my job even more difficult
 
By being inefficient.
 
Maybe I m just stupid.
 
To be too quiet
 
To be too humble
 
To like to fade in the background
 
No one would know what I have done
 
I dunno how to play the political game
 
Whenever I play it, I just can't stand myself
 
I can never take credit for something others have worked hard for
 
Not even a little
 
Id rather kill myself then do that
 
How can you ever live with yourself?
 
Am I stupid?
 
Maybe I am
 
But this is me.
 
And I live for the after.
 
I still smile at you, and laugh with you
 
as if nuthing has happened
 
But im not blind
 
I know what you think I don't.
 
And I despise it to the worst degree
 
So be gone, my "friends"
 
Be gone.

Nostalgic rAiny days

Nostalgic rAiny days

oh-weeee its raininggg...i like it when it rains, the overcast and coolness reminds me of my younger days, when i played camping camping with my older brother.

i still remember the soft, red checkered blanket we used as tents, with the 4 edges spread out and lowly tied to 4 chairs carefully placed at each corner. then we will stacks pillows after pillows underneath. when our tent is ready and all comfy, we will crawl under the blanket and curl ourselves inside. sometimes when it gets too dark coz of the rain, we will bring in torchlights and switch em on. all in the comforts of our living room.

rainy days also remind me of the smell of doughnuts and library books. one rainy day when i was very lil, my mum brought me to the library and we had doughnut gula afterwards.

i also remember playing fishing fishing with my brother. our double decker bed became our ship, one sapu lidi as fishing rod, benang as fishing line and cut out paper fish. and our bait was special cause its magnet bars. i remember drawing many many fish and cutting em out, then stapling them one by one. the staples must go near the mouth area, cause baits are usually stuck to the mouth aren't they? so once they r ready, we littered the fishes on the "sea" floor and we sat bersila on our bed. 1,2,3 and we throw out our fishing line with the magnet at the end. who catches the most fish wins, or rather, who could get the most fish stuck to their magnets will win. my brother taught me that game, and till now i tot that was so clever.

but of coz, after a few years my brother grew up and became too cool and ekshen to play with me :(

me all nostalgic now. i miss my childhood days.

Birthday and missed mission

Birthday and missed mission

D and me didnt go to the sungguh hot event. insteadd, we stayed at the chalet throughout. but, heck, there's so much coverage here in the blogging world, complete with pics and all, that we felt we didnt miss much. and those who didnt have pics, had the word "sungguh" peppered all over their blog.

well, D and me are not into much glamour and glitz anyway. though we are now trying to venture out into all possible ways to live.
we just like to see a variety of things, pple with various characters, dressing and lifestyle. most of the time, its a good cause for a good laugh. and im sure being at sungguh hot will make us laugh a lot. can u imagine the amt of effort pple put in to make themselves look gooodd?? sumtimes we find that quite the hilarious.

senang ckp, we very kpo. and maybe too curious for our own good. heh, but we like to keep our comments to ourselves. unless, u ask for it lah. dunt wanna create no ruckus, aye.

the chalet for my brother's bday was fun. a big huge thank u to eTTy for making all this possible, really. cause before this, bdays was not much celebrated in my family. never had a family chalet of that sort.
wish it was longer though. then we can have another round of the loud SNORING to "lull" us to sleep. still wonder how my sis and her family can survive his snoring every single nite. it was super loud beyond imagination. really! macam tido kat construction site.

so now its Monday. back to work and meetings. and very minimal dating.:(

Glam Cramps

Glam Cramps

Someone help me.
my cramps is killing me.
it didnt help that i didnt have a decent meal the whole day. yep i didnt! dunno why evrytime i think about food, it just made me want to vomit. and i took one panadol just now, on a veryy empty stomach.
have a feeling my liver might just protest someday, its probably building up a case now. im detrimental to myself. how stupid can that be?

the social studies trip to kampong glam HAd to be today, just as im having my cramps and dying from lack of carbo.
and it HAD to be a really hot afternoon, with the Sun shining right into our eyeballs. luckily my kids didnt behave too badly for me to vomit blood. (although i was actually "vomitting" blood from somewhere else. thats the reason for my cramps, foul mood and lack of energy. hmm..u dunt need to noe.)

yes im in a foul mood.
if not, why would i be scolding and acting all grumpy towards the ONLY kind soul who wants to help me settle wat was supposed to be MY work. im sorry kind soul, i really am. i swear i am. after all the effort u have put in to see all MY work are completed, grumpy, spoilt me had to be such a pain in the neck and throw tantrums! im sorry for telling you last minute, then expect you to give me wat i want. dah bagus tu ada kind soul nak buatkan.
MEAN, MEAn ME! damn cramps. i hate this time of the mth!!!! id rather go through circumcision then have tis cramps monthly!!!!

i need to lie down. i feel like fainting

dying

like my stomach is bursting

bloated

my head is spinning

360 degrees

night,night, hurry away..

i cant wait for morrow to come
when i get better.

IF i get better

right now, kind soul,

pls bear with me

Pleaasseeeeee?

Charlize Theron and a packets of Hudsons

Charlize Theron and a packet of Hudsons

A packet of Hudsons made me happy today.
doesn't take much, does it?

and Charlize Theron is oh so gorgeous.
muka macam ice cream. (D, did i use the description correctly?)

and then there's Johnny Depp as her husband.
a feast to the eye, i say!

guess I'd be sleeping late tonite.
The Astronaut's Wife is on T.V.

Mission accomplished

Mission Accomplished





Mission accomplished!
Im a happy girl.
Im broke.

we have becomed quite a shopaholic, D and me.

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ive once written about how we always label and judge pple from what they wear. and so in our (me and accomplice) attempt to get to know their lifestyle before judging them, we have as far as possible try our best to involve ourselves in their activities. some nites ago, we landed ourselves in a ska/punk gathering or mini concert of some sort at substation. most, if not all of them were youngsters clad in leather jackets and skinheads. some were in suits and hats. they were all grooving to the tune of ska.
what did i gather from that? i luv the music. peace luving music danced in a peace luving way.
i enjoyed myself. looking forward to another one. for the music.

and this Sat, my accomplice and me will be involving ourselves with some pretty and gd looking people, malay celebrities of sorts, and celebrities wannabe. truth be told, D and me dunt really fancy pple of such, we always label them as glamour crazy, looks conscious, and all prissy. and besides i seldom watch Suria or much of the malay celebrity industry in singapore, we have this conception that most are youngsters with good looks and no talent. and sometimes, a lot of good looks just makes us sick.

BUT, like ive written, who are we judge when we have never been to any Malay speaking shows, talentimes, anugerah or whatever else that Suria has. so again in our attempt not to be judgemental, D has surprised me with 2 tixs to Sungguh Hot. Indeed i was suprised cause its so unlike him to want to go to such shows. well, we thought what the heck, just see wat the fuss is about.

now the tixs was supposed to be a surprise and it so happens that this Sat, something else will be on. sumthing ive been looking forward to. either way, we'd make it for both, i hope.

let's not label anything else shall we??? especially not based merely on their dressing and looks. underneath all that, we are all the same, aren't we?

Belated shopping spree

All's great when the company is great

i think everyone has gone to the Zara sale except for moi.

been busy busy busy.
im glad my school's roadshow is finally over.

stayed in school till almost 8 the day before roadshow. having a last min person as a head is never easy.
the robotics trainers were still in school at 6 so i tot i drop by and say im going off. but talking to Gilbert and the other trainers can never be short, he always has sumthing really funny and silly to say. suddenly it was already 7.30pm and the school was all dark. its always the case. supposed to do work, but end up chit chatting. hmmm, i must stop going to the lab when he is working on the robots. but thank god for their quirky humour and endless jokes, working doesnt feel like a torture.

then thanks to eTTy and my bro, i got everything ready for the roadshow. almost camped at their place. but again, good company always makes me forget that im working, so with my brother helping me, and eTTy showing me her crazy old photos. (hmmm should have stole one and put here ah..esp the mangkuk hair one!) i forgot that it was already after 2am. see lah, supposed to do work, end up chit chatting again. lucky, my bro and D helped while i just enjoy the aircon and laugh over the ancient fotos with eTTy. hehe.

so all's over now. and now i have time to breathe.

2 things to accomplish today.

zara sale and spidy movie. that is a must!!! been waiting fot the movie for what feels like ages.

and yahoooooooooo!!!!!!!! morrow is youth day!!!! and its a well deserving holiday for me and all the overworked teachers out there!!!

so enjoy ya all!