Na..no..na..no..na...no...na...no

My brain is going to explode! Too many things to think.....
a) Contractor..this is going to be the second and the last(hopefully). He's a young contractor from Tampin Jaya. He told us the price. I think it's ok but my husband was still not satisfied. He wanted to ask his friends first...oh whatever. Last time, I thought Chong (ex-librarian) as the contractor. Waah..I heard he has a new girlfriend. How many times he has a new girlfriend? Haiii..just hope he will do well in his SPM.
b) PSS....I want to buy so many things but Pn.Soon had told me earlier that I can spend less than 70% PSS fund. I get RM8300.00 every year. It means I can spend around RM5000.00. That is the money to buy books, computer ink, stationery, album, manila cards, bla, bla, bla.... Not enough. Aaaaaaaa!!!!!!
c) Buy apples tomorrow. I went to see the towkey today, she gave me 70 cents each. Ok lah...suppose to be 80 cents. I cannot buy small apples for my friends. It's their day, must give quality ones. So the profit that I got around RM100 something. OK LAH...rather than nothing. At least I can buy 4 original vcds for the library.
d) My son didn't want to take a nap in the afternoon anymore. After doing his homework, he just played, played and played. So, he slept early at night. I couldn't teach him reading and Maths. So worried about him. When we went shopping today, he danced when they played Lady Gaga song at that time. He wasn't shamed at all. Lucky, my students were not there. I asked him to choose presents for his teachers.....he pointed a machine gun toy!!!
e) My husband didn't like me wearing shirts (he told me that he's going to throw my favourite shirt one day, the black one). He wanted me to wear blouse. When I went to Malacca with my friends last Friday, I saw a very nice shirt. It's only RM22.00. Chitra asked me to buy and I wanted to but it's ok lah.....

Happy Mother's Day

Yesterday, Ahmad and I bought a card for my mum. I asked him to write something using his colour pencils. She was so happy that she cried and hugged my son. I cried too. I don't know why we became so sensitive. Last night, I sang one song to my son to make him sleeping. Suddenly, he took his bolster to cover his face. Then, I realised that he was crying. He missed my husband so much. I had to call my husband to comfort him. Both of us fell asleep until Hidayat (ex-student)sent me a message, wishing me "Selamat Hari Ibu" at midnight. Lucky he did that because I hadn't performed Isyak prayer yet. Thank you Hidayat. He helped me a lot to prepare props for my drama. I think he is studying at UITM now. So to all mums "HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY". Be a mother is a gift from God. Appreciate your children as they are your greatest asset. I cannot imagine my life without Ahmad. He is everything...........

Man vs woman

Went to Shopping Centre with Ahmad this morning. Ahmad chose the books which are easy for him. I changed his books, he was very angry. He started saying," Ahmad nak mati. Mati dekat jel". I don't know where he learned the word jel. I told him that jail is for bad persons. We just walked as it's near to my parents' house (the real reason is I didn't dare to drive) . He was so tired that until now he's still sleeping. Poor my boy. Then, I sent a message to my husband because he didn't call me since this morning. He called me and said that he just finished his LDP and tonight he has another programme. I reminded him to call Ahmad this evening. He said ok. Women and men are different; physically (of course), mentally and emotionally. We have to tell men what do we want, if not they won't know. I remember when my husband said something bad, I was so sad. He didn't notice it. It was just a joke. He continued reading the newspaper like he didn't know that he had hurt my feeling. After a few minutes, I told him,"awak tak tahu ke saya tengah merajuk ni". He said," la apasal tak cakap awal-awal". See! They don't know that we are angry or sad. We must tell them. It's so difficult to find a man who looks at us and knows that we are sad, or whatever. I met one but he's not a man. He's just a boy!

MISS YOU.......

My husband has to attend a three day Form 6 course at his school. My son kept asking about him. Haiii...I still remember when we were in Perak, he had to attend Induction Course for three weeks at Setiawan (it took 1 hour to go there). We did not teach at the same school. So, when I reached home, I felt so lonely. I went to the kitchen, he had already bought me food. He had prepared everything, no need for me to go to the shop. I cried until night because I missed him so much. Then, around 10.30 pm, he came back. He told me that he felt someone calling him. He didn't like to see me crying so every night he would travel to keep me company. After that he had to attend another course in Kedah. Before he went there, he made sure someone accompanied me at home, who else my parents la. He will do everything just to make me happy. He pampered me too much. I remembered when I wanted to buy a story book. He's so tired to go to the shop. So, I wanted to follow my friend to go there. Straightaway, he said," No need, I will take you there". In 2002, when I told him that I wanted to stay with my parents after we transferred from Perak, he just agreed. He has his weakness (who was born perfect?) but he is perfect as a husband and a papa. Miss you, miss you and miss you......

This week, asked Shen to take photos for the cross-country event. He's ok and then Brian told me that he also wanted to help as he couldn't run because of migrain. EXCUSE!!! Professor ran without his glasses. I asked him whether he could run without them. He just smiled but Uges looked at me and said, "Don't worry, he will reach Malacca". Today, all the teachers had meeting for Hari Koperasi. I thought I wanted to have karaoke slot, one song we will charge 50 cents. The Form 5 librarians rejected my idea. Then, Christopher and Wee Chin agreed to sell cakes on that day. I will give them RM50.00 to buy the ingredients but I don't think I will take the profit (although I had told them that the profit was for PSS) . They just give me back my RM50.00, enough. Apples for teachers' day.......we received 172 orders, so far. Thanks to all students (the ones who ordered la), Cikgu Mohamad and Lisa Teo (you're still SMKTI sweetheart)....thank you so much. I can buy new vcds for the library.

SIVIK

I don't know why we have this subject at school. They know it's not an exam subject, that's why the students are not interested to learn. I really pity the teachers who teach that subject. It's really wasting time and because of it, some of us have to go back at 2.40pm. The worst is many English teachers have class at 2.00pm (no more mood to learn, think of our lunch at home) including me, my 3B. They have Pendidikan Islam and Pendidikan Moral which teach them how to become good. Why do we need Sivik if the students do not care to learn? During my time, we did have Sivik(because there's no Pendidikan Moral for the non Muslims at that time) but it's not every week. It's alternate with PJ. The Sivik teacher, I didn't like him. I was the class monitor in Form 5 Omega (I was appointed as my class teacher knew that by giving me work, I would become responsible). He asked me why I became the monitor, "pilihan kelas ke?" I looked at him and said,"pilihan guru". So, every time when we had Sivik( without waiting for the teacher), my friends and I went to the toilet and changed our uniforms. He would try to find us and when he saw us with the PJ uniforms, he just left. PJ was so cool. That's the time, I really had fun with my friends. We just went to the PJ store, took a ball and played our own version Captain ball. We didn't mind to play the same game every week. No need observation from the PJ teacher. This game has no rules, not like netball. It's a tough game, physically and mentally. Sometimes, I pity our students. The good ones will just think of exam only while the weak ones just think of finding work and get money. It's not a healthy situation at all!!

Monkey Business!!!

Went to Mustafa Original Nasi Ayam Gemas (near TBS). Bought 5 packs. Ok, not bad. Compare to Nasi Ayam Gemas (Osman's one, near Pizza Hut), the taste is almost the same but the original one, its rice (smell good) and chicken (nice and tender) are better. Yalah, the recipe belongs to Mustafa but this Osman, I really salute him. He sent his wife and daughter to work with Mustafa for 6 or 7 months. So, they learned how to make that famous chicken rice until they're expert. After that, he resigned and opened his own chicken rice restaurant. Haii...so easy. Now he has a few nasi ayam restaurants. Did he do the correct thing? Even, my husband's uncle also had the same problem. His best worker married to his rival's son. Before this, his uncle was the one who could produce cheap but quality songkok, now he has to share with that guy. Rezeki is from God. If you did something bad, worse thing will happen to you later. If not to you, may be to your family. Duit banyak ke sikit tak apa, janji halal. Hidup pun berkat.