Laugh Out Loud

I had a bloody busy month. Oh, actually, monthS. Haven’t had an off-Saturdays for months. Workload, gosh, extremely mountaining!. I felt so lazy to finish up my work, thus it led to mountains of postponed jobs. At one point, I was so stressed up that I could cry out of nowhere. As in, I was driving, and suddenly I cried. Bodoh tak?? Really, it was a sign of hypertension.

The boyfriend of mine (or should I say man-friend?? Huhu, sounds like a puppy..owh, pakcik..that’s wut I called him sumtimes…) is a kind of guy who always makes jokes, but I asked him to stop teasing me (which was what he always did when we were together) because I couldn’t laugh at any jokes at that moment. Well, actually, WOULDN’T laugh at all!! I asked him to just sit and listen to wutever babbling I wanted to say and to just agree with me. I asked him to stop debating with me about some political issues because I didn’t care less. I was so depressed that I laid myself on the bed, hugging my bantal busuk for few hours and that was it. No music, no intention to get a nap, no answering the phone calls. Nothing.

So, Pakcik noticed my depression (I guess). So, wut he brought me to The Curve. Frankly, I already lived in KL for quite sumtime, but this is the place I have never been to. There’s a Cineleisure sumwhere there and he straight away bought us movie tickets for Fast and Furious 4 at the Platinum Movie Suites. It was RM40 per seat, ok. Giler mahal. I have just gotten my backdated gaji and all which total up tp RM6k but I still considered RM40 for a movie ticket was nonsense. But Pakcik said, it’s a little treat for me.

When we went in, there was internet, drinks and Osim’s massage chair which I LOVE very very very much. I have never liked to be massaged at, but this Osim chair was such a turn-on. So relaxing.

Then, we watched the movie. Of course the seats were spacious, fancy and all. But it didn’t stroke my eyes. I have been to Gold Class and Premier Class few times before. Biase je sbnrnyer.. Nothing so high class sgt pun. It was just the massage chair that got into my mind.

Then, we had our dinner and walked around that place. I felt happy and clam for a while. Pakcik listened to every single bit of what I was saying. He knew how we liked to do movie reviewing, which was wut we did. I wanted Baskin Robbins’ ice-cream which I haven’t had for quite some time. It was my first BR in 5 YEARS!!!

Then Pakcik said, ‘I tell u wut, let’s catch midnite movie pulak. We’ll watch KNOWING’.

Wut?? My god, I haven’t done movie marathon for quite sum time, especially with this man I was standing with. But I declined because I was too tired from the jogging and aerobics earlier in the evening.

The thing is, how often u get a man who would do many things just to cheer u up? I didn’t get it at all, not until the last 5 years. He does things in a spontaneous calming way, no romantic cliché’ like big bouquet of roses or jiwang karat wordings in a card. He is the most annoying guy I have ever met. Extremely annoying and menyakitkan hati. Seriously, no kidding. We can fight like nobody’s business.

But he’s my shoulder to cry. He’s my best friend. I love him dearly. I don’t understand why God is making our relationship so difficult.

Everyone has done some mistakes, so do us. But we improve, a lot. why relationship seems easier to other people but not to us. I guess God works in His mysterious ways.

But I prepare, I prepare if this is not the one. Well, I will cry for weeks of course, and I might do some stupid things, but I prepare. I have seen many broken marriages, so I believe there’s always an ending. What I am not prepared is to date other guy, or to make other relationship. I don’t thing I have the guts to do that. Maybe not now.

The thing is, I am quite happy now. I mean, sumtimes of course there are things that get into your mind, but I like the way I live my life now. I like the way my relationship works. If getting to another step means breaking my parents’ heart, making some people unhappy, and giving other people another point to gossip about, why should you take another step??

While everyone is making judgement about my relationship, I don’t give a damn. I have my own way to settle my things. It might work, it might not, but it is none of other people’s business. If it works, you may pass, but if it doesn’t, be my guess to laugh at me out loud.

MY BLOODY CAREER

Seriously,
Whoever says that teachers are the easiest job on earth,
Just because they work ‘half day’ and have their days off during school holidays,
They are totally wrong!!

To become a teacher is always my ambition.
Since I was a kid, I always pretended to be a teacher while playing with my neighbours.
I also had chalks and blackboards at the back of my house so that I could play as a teacher anytime I wanted.
I marked every books in my house (including storybooks), konon2 mcm jadi cikgu lah.. With red pens that I stole from my dad’s project case.
When I entered UTM for civil engineering course, I knew straight away that it wasn’t the
right place for me.
When I when for the interview, I knew that I did very well that they had to accept me for the course (ahaks, perasan)

But frankly, teachers at this millennium are no longer solitary educators.
They are also secretary, treasurers of some societies, and project managers of certain projects who need to attend meetings.
They need to fill up thousands of form, eg: PLBS forms (god knows what the f*** is this)
They need to make reports of certain things carried out in school and outside.
They are the emcees for any occasion held in schools,
They are the judges for any competitions,
They are the nurses when students fell down and got bleeding nose,
They also are chef during Sambutan hari kanak-kanak.
They are businesswomen to sell things to parents and students to collect extra money for Badan Kebajikan Guru & Kakitangan (BKGK)
They are lawyers to defend themselves or their friends who got accused of causing bruise on a student’s hand because the kid didn’t complete the homework,
They are accountants who needs to count students’ mark during each test and examination (total of 6 for the whole year) and rearranging their classes for next year,
They are also maids who sweep the students’ classroom and rearranging the chairs and tables.
They are deco consultants who in-charge of classroom’s walls and curtains.



And
Do you know how many programmes are being carried out in schools??
If you are a parent, or about to be, or planning to be, here are the things you need to remember in mind so that you won’t simply blame the TEACHERS when things go wrongs at some point.

- latihan sukan
- latihan sukaneka
- saringan sukan
- raptai hari sukan
- raptai hari sukaneka
- Kejohanan sukan dan sukaneka peringkat sekolah
- Kejohanan sukan peringkat daerah, negeri dan kebangsaan (if your school is selected)
- Sambutan maulidur rasul
- Kem bestari solat
- Kem motivasi tahun 6
- Kelas tambahan tahun 5 dan 6
- Kelas Nadi DBKL
- Mesyuarat PIBG
- Kursus dalam latihan (minimum of 7 days a year)
- Sambutan hari guru
- Sambutan hari kanak-kanak
- Sambutan hari perayaan (deepavali, tahun baru cina dan aidilfitri)
- Hari terbuka
- Hari kantin dan hari jualan Ko-kurikulum
- Minggu penghayatan disiplin
- Bulan kempen pencegahan rokok dan dadah
- Pemantauan Pengajaran dan pembelajaran
- Hari kanak-kanak
- Hari Guru
- Majlis anugerah cemerlang dan hari penyampaia hadiah
- Peperiksaan UPSR
- Pemeriksaan buku tulis (mengikut tahun)
- Sambutan hari kebangsaan
- Kursus here, kursus there, meeting here, meeting there..bla bla bla bla


Guess wut, for each and every function we held in school, there’s always paper works and documentations that need to be done. So, just imagine wut a bizarre amount of workload we are talking here. Despite that, we still take extra job to earn extra income because we think we are underpaid. We do tuition in tuition centres and school, we also do home tutoring. Yet, we face problems like pending payments, gaji tuition tak masuk, wutever wutever…

So, please lah people. Other than you need to respect teachers because they educate your kids, and because they have educated YOU to become who you are now (teachers, accountants, doctors, wutever wutever..), please DO NOT look down to teachers as though they are the nastiest job on earth. Please DO NOT leave your kids in schools and blame the teachers when you kid fell down or when your kid does not do well in test. We have 40 children to take care in each class and we teach 4 classes every day. We have to mark 160 books every day. For God sake, how many kids you have??? Like… two???

I think teachers may not earn as much as you are, but hello, most teachers are degree holders too. In fact, teachers are the most community who continue pursuing their higher education. I have seen accountants and doctors who just have given up about getting a higher qualification. And guess wut, at least, during this recession year and the turndown of the world’s economy which eventually has proven to affect Malaysian’s economy too, we don’t have to worry about being fired by our boss to minimize number of employees, or about whether or not our salary will be cut down. At least we are pretty sure that we can sleep soundly at night while others might have terror every time they watch Wall Street at CNN.

Guess wut, I might not have ‘datuk’ship, or lieutenant’ship’, or ‘engineer’ship, or even ‘accountant’ship, but the ‘cikgu’ title will stucked in my name like…forever. And I am bloody proud of that.

THE GIRL WITH THE GREEN SCARF

Yesterday was the day I looked forward too. My friends and I had been planning to meet up and do a little bit of catching up at Sunway Pyramid. These friends of mine, are the one whom I haven’t been seeing for a long time..like 7 years of long time. Gosh, that makes me look old..

So, we met up. The three of us had a hugging session in front of Sunway. Typical TKCians. Oh, forgot to mention, their names are Idora Zamri (DOT) and Cyantiah Salleh (CYAN- pronounced as ‘San’). Our Linda Kama didn’t get to join us because she had some other things to keep up to. Hopefully we’ll get to see her in our next reunion (if there is any,..Hey, sure there is!!!)

Well, we had our big lunch at the Waffle World (thx Cyan for introducing that place to us..super sedap, ok.. ). We shared a waffle (since every1 dah full with our main course)..Konon mcm romantic habis share food together..ahaks..

At first, it was a little bit awkward. We have grown up so I didn’t quite sure of wut to say. I didn’t even sure of how to act. But then, it came quite naturally. I should say that I was so glad to have noticed that these friends of mine hadn’t changed much, especially in terms of the ‘kegilaan’. They still snapped pictures in front of the mirrors, snapped pictures of us in fluffy shawls, laughing out loud in the cinema as though we owned the place, and many more. It was a great fun.

We watched ‘The Confession of A Shopaholic’, very funny movie. I swear there must had some tears in my eyes. Ahaks. Although it was some movie with very hilarious jokes, but I did believe that there was always a hairline of advice and moral value; which in this story, not a hairline but many-many hairlines… it reminded me why I had never applied for credit card since I have a career. It wasn’t because I couldn’t afford for one, but it was the addiction that scared the hell out of me.

Frankly, I always have a good control about my shopping. Mean, no ladies hate shopping, ok. Every woman in the world loves it. Some love shopping because they love labels, some do because they want to look good, some because of they have so much money that their husband earns and so much free time, some love shopping because it makes them feel good, some just do for a little need, but basically, we love shopping.

As for me, I don’t shopping at Versace, or Hugo Boss or Prada, or Jimmy Choo (well, I did manage to slip my feet into a pair of RM6700 Jimmy Choo high heels once…buat puas hati je..), or Tod’s, or Salvatore Ferragamo or Zegna or Aigner.

But, hey, I do own some of the branded things, like my Salvatore Ferragamo Incanto Shine which cost me RM380. I do own a pair of Hugo Boss sunglasses given by my super kind boyfriend. And the most expensive stuff I have ever had is the watch by Charriol Philippe, truly amazing and genuine, cost about RM5k or RM6k.

But I am not good in taking care of things. People, yes, I take care of people pretty much amazingly, but not things. There are scratches on my Hugo Boss sunny, so is my 4-figure cost of watch. So, wut is the point of buying expensive stuff when at the end I break them?

So, except for make ups (which now I love Bobbi Brown’s blushers, Christian Dior’s Diosnow foundation and Lancome’s glossy lipstics), wut I do is shopping at more affordable shops, like Vincci, Nose, Carlo Rino and Charles & Keith for bags and shoes, Audrey and Lilian for bras, Ladylike for jeans, MNG, Topshop and Voir for tops. Sumtimes, I even go to Pusat Pakaian Hari-Hari at Jalan TAR for cheaper stuff. Ahaks.


By the way, thx a lot to my beloved Dot and Cyan for accompanying me to buy a beautiful purple dress. I hope we’ll do this again soon. Maybe this time, Redbox!!

LOVE STORY...

We were both young when I first saw you (WE were not young, it was juz me..hehe)
I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air

See the lights
See the party, the ball gowns (crap, i wasnt wearing a gown..)
I see you make your way through the crowd (in holiday villa subang??)
And say hello, little did I know

That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet (of course he did..huhu)
And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you please don't go, and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run (yes, let's run sumwhere..please....)
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes

So I sneak out to the garden to see you (well, i sneak out almost everyday for you darling)
We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew (of coz we keep quiet. how else do u think we survive the r'ship for 5 f***king years??)
So close your eyes
Escape this town for a little while

'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet
But you were everything to me (exactly!! why cant people understand us???)
I was begging you please don't go and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes

Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel
This love is difficult, but it's real (it is difficult, kan darling?? huhu)
Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story baby just say yes (juz keep holding on..)
Oh oh

I got tired of waiting (frankly, sumtimes..)
Wondering if you were ever coming around
My faith in you is fading (sumtimes u are taking too much time..not sure how long i can ever wait..)
When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said

Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you but you never come
Is this in my head? I don't know what to think
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring (this part, of coz it HASNT HAPPENED..yet i gez?)

And said, marry me Juliet
You'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I really know
I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress
It's a love story baby just say yes

Oh, oh, oh, oh
'Cause we were both young when I first saw you (seriously, WE were NOT young..it's juz me..ahaks)

P/S: isnt it funny how some love songs can really suit our life, esp our love life?? DAMN.

WHEN YOU ARE 20

What happen when i was 20??

When i was 20, i was stunningly wild, weirdly attractive, careless and stupid.

When i was 20, i was studying in my first year of B.Ed TESL twinning programme.

When i was 20, i got the news that i will continue study in College of St Mark & St John (Now known as University College Plymouth St mark & St John), which was my first choice of place to study.

When i was 20, i wrote a sweet malay poem (yang agak jiwang karat) for my boyfriend and it came out in REMAJA magazine.

When i was 20, i spent 2 nights at my boyfriend's mum's house and it turned out she liked me dearly.

When i was 20, i broke up with him.

When i was 20, i spent most of the first half year chasing guys whom i knew i might not get them anyway.

When i was 20, i dated the most romantic guy who happened to be my friend's ex. (i swear i didnt seduce him or anything, it was just my weird charming way that got into him).
When i was 20, i had so much fun with this guy and it was the best 2 months i have ever spent with a man at this point.

When i was 20, i hoped for this particular guy to celebrate my birthday together with him, but instead, he left me at the food court ALONE.

When i was 20, for the very first time, i got dumped.

When i was 20, i got tired of all of these.

When i was 20, i decided to forget about guys and enjoy my single life to the max

When i was 20, i decided to have fun at lounge Holiday Villa Subang to get rid of all the messy stuff in my mind.

Suddenly, when i was 20,
THE NIGHT I BECAME 20,
THE NIGHT I DECIDED TO LIVE A WONDERFUL SINGLE LIFE,

THERE HE APPEARED...

Gosh, out of many many nights.. it's that night..

how irony??

so, when i was 20, i let myself to fall in love the hundredths times, assuming that it wont last long (like before).

When i was 20, i realized, it's more than wut i think.

When i was 20, i knew it.

I KNEW I FELL IN LOVE

AGAIN..

thank God. however hard life had been,
however stucked i had got myself into,
however difficult to deal with the surroundings,



it's last until today.

REUNION

IT WASN’T A PLANNED THING..

Fine! It was planned. By right, it was ME who planned everything (which has always been my job to plan things, and as most people know, I luv to plan things ahead..sumtimes waaayyyy too ahead..)

At first, we came across the idea just because we missed everyone so much. We felt like everyone had been drifted away with work and others. Initially, it was just a simple plan..jumpe for makan and that’s it.

And at first, I was the one who didn’t want to get involve in this get-together thing for some stupid reasons. I had so many things in mind, so many problems that I didn’t think i wanted people to know, I had relationship and bf problems which I didn’t want my married friends to interfere because I didn’t think they would understand.

But frankly, how stupid I was to think the way I had thought. I had known these girls as long as I could remember and during those periods of time, they had been the best buddies in the whole world. How could I thought that they would not understand when in actual fact, they were the ONLY people who could understand everything about me and my problems???

And I thanked God I changed my mind and met up with the girls. It was brief, but long enough to do all the catching up, laughing and eating, having a whole lot of fun. We did those things as though we were doing it together now. It was nothing strange and weird. Though two of us were married, but nothing had completely changed, and I love everything about that.

Only God knew how excited I was. I had been talking about it for days, I knew my house was small, but I wasn’t worry because the girls were not the fussy type. Not that I didn’t care about their places to sleep and all. I had gotten ready everything, and I knew just how to please them.

Huda was the first one to arrive (and Eqin too, but she went back to her mother-in-law’s house). We had dinner @ Nando’s and did a little shopping at Vincci and Jusco. She met my new housemate, Zila and they blended well. So, I had nothing to worry about because by that, I knew my new housemate would also be able to mix up with my other girls.

Our beauty sleep was knocked down by an early morning text from Eqin. I knew how eager she wanted to hang out with us, but early in the morning?? Gosh, she must be sick, but I did try my very best to pick her up at the earliest time I could. As the result, Eqin said that we both looked like we suffered from hang over last night and still were.

Then, we picked up our beautiful Sudiana. Her handphone was out of battery so we had to wait for her for a long time at the Putra LRT Setiawangsa. When she arrived, the noise level rose up and the laughter was more often. When the four of us together, it was like the old time again…(and the memories came back again….huhuhu)

We went home to wash up a little and to wait for my housemate, Zila to came back from her ponteng kerja.. (hahaha) I picked Ila up from her workplace and hoping that the girls would be ready by the time I got back (of course they wouldn’t).

I gave a little more time for them and we went ahead to Pavilion. We parked the beloved Persona at Lot 10 (due to the expensive parking rate at Pavi). But suddenly Huda was not feeling well. She insisted to stay at the surau while we were doing our shopping. Our concern heart said we wouldn’t want to leave her there alone. We did our little shopping around Lot 10 and peaked on her every chance we had. I guess, that was the good thing about true friends. Huda must be so touched by our concerns.

Finally, when she had gotten better, we crossed the road and rain to Pavilion. We loved our shoes dearly that we put them off and walked through rain in bare foot. What a funny scene.



We did a little shopping and window-shopping at Parkson, Christian Dior, Bobbi Brown, MAC, Charles and Keith, Nose, and many more. Finally, the good part came, which was to chose a place to dine in. guess what, choosing a place to dine with these girls could be so difficult and took the longest time. As I once said, “choosing a place to eat with u girls, is like choosing a man to marry in this 21st century. It could take years……..”

We finally agreed to eat at TGI Friday. They gave us a warm welcome and gave us the greatest table service; as though we paid extra for that (I knew it was because of the hot babes). Our beautiful Yuni chipped in at this point with her new boyfriend, Hakeem. We had fun eating and chit-chatting. The old sweet time came back again. Nothing seemed to had changed. Huda still liked to share her food with others (no wonder she’s so skinny), Eqin still picked up the best menu, Sudi still the one to finish up the food (and her alasan was that she tak sanggup tgk makanan tu nangis.. huhu lame…)

Finally, when we wanted to ask for the bill, Eqin made a little toast. “This dinner is for Julie, because we wanted to celebrate her joy for continuing her Masters..” I was touched, and I hugged everyone (except for Hakeem lah of coz, kan..). They even made me a little poem that almost got the tears in my eyes. Weren’t they the best girls in my life???



Finally, we headed to the Greenbox Sungei Wang, which once placed the birthday celebration for our beloved Huda and that someone. Frankly, it was the fun I had never had for such a long time. We sang like nobody’s business.

Finally, our bed awaited. No one stayed up that night due to our tiredness. Next morning, after the Subuh prayer, everyone continued to sleep under I woke them up again to grab our breakfast. Then, I dropped everyone at their destinations (KL Sentral and Putra LRT). It was just me and Sudi heading home to Johor.

We were too busy catching up and talking while we missed the R & R at Ayer Keroh. And as I dropped her off to her hubby, my car suddenly felt so quiet and I was alone again.

As I said, it was brief, but long enough to give me such good memories. Hopefully this reunion will take place anytime soon. I miss u girls badly now.

NUMBER '5'

Why number ‘5’ can be so weird??

Firstly, it’s because it’s a middle number between 1 to 10. if you round it off, 5 is nearer to 10 (that’s the Mathematical rule). But seriously, dont you count more numbers to go from 5 to 10 than 5 to 1?? Durgh! I really wanna draw the number line here but it’ws not like it’s going to change the whole Mathematical thingy, rite??

Secondly, look at the coins..i mean, the malaysian coin. Why is 5 cent smaller than 1 cent and 50 cent is bigger than RM1 coin?? I know we are no longer using the 1 cent and RM1 coins, but didnt this get to your mind?? Gosh, isnt that weird??

When I asked my students to memorize the multiplication table, my year 2 kids can remember table 5 before they can memorize table 3 and 4. isn’t that weird? Maybe because it’s much simpler, but still, 5 is bigger than 4 and 3, shouldn’t it be more difficult??

20s is a very striking moment. Everyone at their 20s is enjoying themselves. But when you reach 25, things can get ugly. U are in the middle. I mean, you wouldn’t even care that you are 24 and keep on enjoying your teenage life, but suddenly when you are 25 in the new year, u are stucked in the middle of adulthood. Pressures come like rains, and the next thing you know, you are having a middle age crisis, HUH!!

But please, it’s the millennium years. Why does age such an important issue?? You can do wutever you want at whatever age you are.

Right??