when one had enough…
upset. angry.
these are the 2 words that are in my vocab currently. i dont think i’m over-sensitive but not only me but my colleague also is feeling the same way about what i’m going thru.
i love working and i love to help. anyone who comes up to me and ask me to assist them to do things, i will just help without any much thought. sometimes, i will even help knowing that i have tons and tons of my own work to clear. it is just in me. not only that, i will work my ass off to make sure that everything is in order- be it for my department (work) or even for my family. (most of the time it is for work)
but i guess, some people started to take advantage of the whole situation. they know that they can always get me to complete their work for them. but i guess enough is enough.
i’m one who always will try to get all my work and things done as soon as i can. i can’t sleep if things are not completed. i get worried and edgy. people started learning my trades and started to take advantage of the situation. they know that i’m one who would want to get things done and make it perfect. i started doing their work, their assignments, their exam papers, their orders. and the list never stops.
just this week, i had to prepare a paper for someone else, order food for their event, prepare another paper to be handed up next week and best.. go for a course, learn the skill and prepare the work for them! because, they are just too busy to do those things themselves! [read: busy means scoring high points for their FB games]
i’m not being calculative. but if you are really busy, i really wouldn’t mind helping.. but i guess, you think only you have a family and a life. if i’m already doing ALL the work that u need me to, might as well, i take over ur job and get ur pay as well!
and best thing is that when i have completed all the things needed, others get the recognition. fair?
people take advantage of my kindness. just because i’m a girl, it doesnt mean i will just take in all the crap and smile sweetly.
sometimes, i wish that i have other skills that i can move away from the industry i am in. sometimes, i wish that i have the courage to just quit my job and be a SAHM. sometimes, i wish and keep on wishing and hoping. sometimes, i cry every night thinking about what i have to go through the next day. i cry looking at my sons – knowing that i can’t always be there for them. knowing that i may not be able to go for their sports day, or even their prize giving day because i have my own work to handle. the government wants us to have more babies. i dont think monetary is the main issue but time is.
just this week, i asked my son to move away from me coz i was busy trying to finish someone else’s paper.
right now i have 3 options.
1. try to move awy to another location. [will be most likely but if i'm stopped in the midst of it...?]
2. get pregnant and have a 4 months break?
3. quit my job.
time to think for myself and my boys now.
The day SUPERHEROES let their hair down…
Emraan’s birthday is on the 26th January but since it was a Wednesday, we decided to celebrate it over the weekend which is the 29th January. We wanted to be fair to both kids. We wanted them to have similar birthday celebrations and not question us when they get older. So, since Eshaan had a McDonald’s birthday party when he was 1, we decided to have the same kind for Emraan.
It was not as smooth sailing during the planning of the party. When we got the McDonald’s brochure, we realised that they now predetermine the time slots for the party. it was so tough coz it’s either the kids’ nap time or at 11am! (who would carry out a party at 11am?)
We went round and round to find a suitable McDonald’s. At last we decided on Potong Pasir. It’s a quiet neighbourhood and the McDonald’s are just the right size for my party and my invitees. and it’s near the NEL! so perfect!
Theme:
For Eshaan’s party, he had a sport’s theme. It was fun and we see that most of our invitees dressed up and trying to win the best-dressed prizes! So for Emraan’s birthday, we decided to do something more challenging. we debated a few themes and see the possibility of the themes and finally, we decided on the SUPERHERO theme.
We got Jijid to design the invite for us – mainly the picture of Emraan in the superman costume. 
Prior to the party, me and hubby have been receiving sms, msg, pm… telling ushow much every invitee is trying to win the best-dressed prize! we were so touched by all the efforts put in by all the guests… thank you one and all! love. love.
The day came and all of us were very EXCITED! we were known as the ‘INCREDIBLE REDS’.
When we arrived, Navin, Nitin and Auntie Mani were already there. Together with the Batman couple..
Soon after Transformers, The Flash, Grasscutterman, Raven, SuperMommy, Super DK, WonderGirl but the ultimate family has to be Pujangga Malam! They came as Zorro, BatGirl, Superwoman and the man himself – BATMAN. When i saw him walking by McDonald’s, I burst out laughing. Couldn’t believe it. He really went all out and rented the costume. Ultimatelah!
Anyway, since our guests were mainly adults and teens, we’ve informed McDonald’s before hand and they arranged the games for the adults and teens. SO we had charade and treasure hunt.. so it was a nice ice-breaker! We had our meals and we had then we declared the winners for the BEST-DRESSED contest. Before that, we had the kids to show off their best pose and the adults had to answer some grueling questions and definitely do their best powerful pose. it was hilarious!
So, here are the winners :
KIDS – 1st (Syahindah as Lil’ Zorro) , 2nd (Aqmar as Transformers) and 3rd (Mohd as Superman)!
Thank you parents for your help!
ADULTS – 1st (Pujangga Malam as Batman), 2nd (Qayyum as Flash) and 3rd (Nitin as The Mysterious Boxer)
Thank you!!!
Thank you one and all for coming despite the rainy weather… it was so fun and nice family bonding time for all of us! Thank you. I love all of you and i believe everyone of us had fun and Emraan will smile looking back at all photos.
a little snippet of what happened that day… more on my FB..
Thank you once again family. love!
Happy Birthday Emraan
Happy birthday my lil’ prince, Emraan.
You were a ‘busy’ baby in my tummy for a whole 37 weeks. It was not an easy task, you know…
I didn’t know I had you in me when your Baba and I went to Perth for a holiday. I was very cranky and in a foul mood during the whole holiday. Your Dadi even got scolded from me. (Lol!) Anyway, if I knew I was pregnant then, I wouldn’t be traveling out of the country especially on the airplane… so dangerous but hey, you went on a trip to down under when you were 2 weeks old in the tummy!
I sensed something was amiss and I found you. Your elder brother was turning 3 at that point of time and it was perfect timing! We were excited. Similar to your brother, it was not an easy pregnancy. Morning, afternoon and night sickness was in the package too. Everyone had commented that I am carrying a girl but I secretly knew that I am pregnant with you! A boy.
You were a little baby in the tummy. But definitely an active one! I remember crying every night in my third trimester coz you kept on kicking me. Your kicks were strong and hard. I cried coz I cannot sleep. I kept on talking to you asking you to stop and you did. But you will give me a kick or two every night to remind me to read to you.
Emraan, we have been through a whole lot. Mama had H1N1. We were asked to stay home and away from everyone. But you made me stronger and I love you even more.
Your Dada would have loved you as much as he had loved Abang Eshaan. When he found out that I was pregnant with you, he was so happy and said that he has another soccer player to train. Although you did not meet your Dada, you have to know that he loved you a lot. On that faithful day, he came over to see us. I was having the sickness and before he left the house, he told you to be good and to behave yourself in the tummy. ☺
You were not due to be delivered till much later. But on the last check up with Doctor Irene, I mentioned to her that I was not able to breathe at certain times of the day. Hearing that, she decided to have you induced.
We were admitted on the 25th January 2010 at 10pm. Went to the delivery suite and got ourselves strapped up. The pill was inserted and there we had to wait. Poor Baba had to sleep and wait in the car. I couldn’t sleep a wink, as I was very excited! But I knew I had to sleep to have the energy to ‘push’ when the time comes.
At 7am, 26th January 2010, I felt my first contractions and I was 3cm diluted. It was pretty fast. Dr Irene came and burst my water bag at 7.30am and told me that I will deliver at noon. As Mama gets older, Mama does not have the energy left to withstand the contractions. They were out of this world! I begged your Baba to get me on the epidural. He guessed he knew that since I didn’t have my rest the night before, he allowed me to have it this time round.
And true enough, at 11.50am, I was fully dilated and ready to ‘push’ you out to the world. After 5 pushes, we welcomed you. ☺
Every child is different. You are so different from your brother. (Everyone in the family agrees to it.) You are adorable and happy. You are such a charmer. (And might break some hearts one day.)
Dearest Emraan,
Tenderness from deep within
Touches my very soul
From the first moment
I laid eyes on you
Till in my arms I did hold.
Your innocence did fill my heart
As I gazed down on your face
I knew the years would soon rush by
As if in a marathon race.
You are a wonderful blessing,
A treasure from above.
Your laughter, warmth and special charm;
Your thoughtfulness and love
As the year pass,
You are more special than before.
Through every stage, through every age,
We love you even more.
No words can describe the warm memories,
The pride and gratitude, too.
That comes from having a son to love and to cherish…
Just like you!
Happy Birthday my son.
To Zee and back…
I am a huge fan of Bollywood I am. But I have to admit that I was not like this when I was growing up. Growing up, I watched my fair share of Bollywood movies but I was not proud of it.. Probably it wasn’t cool… not the ‘IN’ thing amongst my friends. So when I watched them, I’ll deny as much as I can about it. I’m Malay… but dunno why I have this deep deep love for Bollywood.
In my teens, I started opening up to Bollywood to my friends. It was still not the coolest thing on earth but I guess I couldn’t resist the HOT HOT men in Bollywood and also the love stories that came along with it.
As I left my teens and approach adulthood, I realised that I have to be myself. Then, I decided that I shall be what I want to be or like what I want to like rather than be shameful of it. There, it started my HUGE HUGE craze for Bollywood OPENLY.
The only source of movies I got was the VCDs that my parents bought or the movies that were shown on TV. My parents never brought me to the movies to watch Hindi movies as they said it was a waste of time. –Sigh-
I met my husband in 2002. He sat at a desk near beside mine. On that fateful day, my radio was playing a song from Sangam. As I was marking, I was having a conversation with my colleague- about Bollywood. I started ranting about Bollywood and all. I remembered that I saw he had a smile on his face and later on, he told me that he was kind of impressed with this Malay girl with her knowledge of Bollywood. There, I already created an impression and the rest is history… lol!
IIFA 2004
I missed the IIFA awards in 2004 coz of my own fault of not getting the tickets early. Pfft! Still has not forgiven myself for it! Nevertheless, IIFA 2004 will always have a special place in my heart. The number of artists that I met and fell in love with was the ultimate. I remember falling in love with Hrithik.
I staked out at the airport for the stars. At about 1am, I heard that Hrithik was exiting the customs gates and I started running to the arrival door. There were close to 20 people there. Everyone wanted a picture and a handshake. It was noisy. Pushing and shoving. I didn’t know what came over me. I stood at the edge of his car and screamed, “Hrithik, I LOVE YOU!!!!!!’ It was so loud that everyone turned and stopped whatever they were doing. (LOL!) And then Hrithik looked up and into my directions. Our eyes met. And he said, “I love you too.” My knees went weak. I could hear violins playing in the background and he held out his hand s to take my book to sign it. There it made my day, night, month, year… everything. Lol…
Apart from my love Hritik, there were others too whom made my time staking out special. J Will always love IIFA 2004 (apart from missing the main show! Pfft.
ZEE CINE AWARDS 2011
What could I say? When I heard ZEE CINE AWARDS was coming, I was overjoyed and I told myself that no matter what I will NOT miss the show. Every day, I will go on the SISTIC website to find out if they tickets are out on sale. When they started to go on sale, I was shocked at the ticket prices! The cheapest was $200 (inclusive of the SISTIC fees). Damn! But since me and hubby have told ourselves that no matter what, we will not miss the show, we did not. We gathered our family and confirmed the number of tickets we needed.
3 days before the show, we decided to do our stake-out. We wanted to see the stars in person. We were not the kind to pester an actor/singer for a picture. We will just wave and say hi and ask if it’s possible to take a photograph. If not, we’ll just move away.
On the 2nd day of the stake out, we got lucky. Mr Lalit (music producers) came out of the arrival hall. My hubby has really good eyes and his ability to recognise artists is truly superb! And we snapped away… then came Mr Rishi Kapoor and Mdm Neetu Singh. What do u think happened? A Kapoor will always be a Kapoor. Hubby came forward to welcome him to our country and he just said, “Ya thank you.” Asked for a photo and he said,”no.” Didn’t even smile nor look at us or any other fans that were there. Just hurried the organisers who waited a long while for him and left. We were pissed in the beginning but I guess why even bother about neither him nor his attitude. Not worth it! We left T3 and head on to T2, hoping that our luck is a little better. We made friends with one of the ZEE event organisers, Hafeez. He was giving us little hints about the actors who were coming and what we could expect from them. Then came Mr Shatrugan Sinha. I and hubby was a little ‘fearful’. Why? Maybe of the characters he played or maybe his outlook- being a politician and all. When we stepped out of the arrival door, hubby just took a chance and went forward and welcomed him to our country and to our surprise, he was all smiles and was so accommodating. We were very happy and he made our day. As we were walking out of the arrival hall, we turned back and saw that he actually took photos with a group of monks from Thailand. So cute!
The day before the show, we increased our stake out. Lol. I made a new friend. The concierge from MBS who was assisting to arrange transportation for the stars. Just perfect! I saw the whole listings of the stars transport arrangement and also their exit doors – the normal arrival hall or the CIQ complex. Most of the stars were heading out through the CIQ L but we stayed, hoping that someone would come out from the arrival doors. Met cousins Nana and Shasha too – staking out! Hahah… so in the end we met Richka Sharma (a singer) and Ali Zafar (the actor from Tere Bin Laden). And FYI, Ali Zafar is cute!
14th January came and we were very excited. Checking into MBS for the second time gave me goose bumps. Mainly, my mother-in-law was coming along so I was pretty scared if MBS screwed up (which they did but that’s totally a different story). Anyway, we went round looking for stars in which we could snap a picture with. So here, we met CHUNKEY PANDEY, ADITYA KAPOOR and WAJID (SAJID-WAJID). Yeah…
The tickets said that we had to be seated by 7.30pm. we got ready and glam it up, kissed eshaan and emraan good night and headed off excitedly. I wasn’t too sure about dressing up as we were sitting at the last ticket section. But to my surprise, most people were really dressed up! Some even wore gowns like those worn in academy awards and all! i guess it’s not always one can go for an award function.
We had to go through several barriers before being able to enter the doors of the event. 3 places where they checked our tickets- bag search stations – hand-stamped station and then the main door. Everyone was so excited. After all the several stations, we arrived with probably a thousand others at the main event door. There was neither any line nor queue. It was just a whole group of people lumped together. My sissy in law met a few of her friends and that we were having similar thoughts on how unorganised it was. When the doors were opened, it was like a madhouse! Everyone rushed in. don’t understand why they did that though as all the seats were numbered. We didn’t want to rush in but since we were in the middle of it all, we were naturally pushed in and had to go with the flow.
I bought my tickets through 2 different channels – one was from SISTIC and the other from the MBS package. The ones from SISTICS, we had little choice in where we could sit. But I remembered going through lots of hassle and late nights to secure the best seats that I could. But still it was one of the back seats. L Then I had the opportunity to get tickets from MBS with their ZEE package. Still it was not the best seats. We sat somewhere in the middle of the section but we had a stupid camera beam which blocked our view to the so-called big screen. There’s no point in viewing directly to the stage as it was practically blocked. And the so-call big screen? I think the screen in my school hall is much much bigger!
Seats. It was very very expensive tickets. I think it is one of the most expensive tickets I’ve ever bought. When I was looking through the SISTIC website, it was said that the seats were tiered. Tiered seats to me means that no matter how far back you are, you are at least a head up from the person in front of you. And tiered seats mean that every row of step has a seating row. But I guess MBS have a different meaning to the word tiered totally. They had steps – HUGE steps. Each step, they actually put 3 rows of seats. For example, row A, B and C will be on the same step and row D, E and F will be on the next step. So what’s so tiered about it? Pfft!
Ok, so here we are. Seated down at 7.40pm. At 8.15pm came an announcement for all guests to take their seats and be ready for the show. 8.30pm. Another announcement came. It said, “Everyone please take your seat. You either sit down or leave the hall!” I looked at hubby and my cousins. WTH. It was a very rude announcement. We paid tickets – very expensive tickets to see the show and there you went asking us to leave? Idiots! They actually opened the doors of the hall late and they expect 3000 odd people to be seated in what, 5 minutes? Ridiculous.
Show started at 8.45pm. After 1 hr 15 mins of waiting. Everyone around me was agitated about the whole waiting time already. And more cock ups happened. Camera. It’s so irritating. There were like 10-15 cameras around the whole event with probably 5 cameras just to take of the stars alone but apparently only one camera was working. For a good 20 minutes, they had only focussed on the Sinha’s family and some shots of the stars legs and sometimes the carpet! Such BULL! Some of the guests got really angry and stormed out of the hall asking for refunds. While some actually went down to the organisers and demand them to rectify the whole problem. Then came the announcement that there was some technical difficulties. Oh, come on.
At last after 20 minutes of legs and carpet and more of the Sinha’s family faces, we had a show. Oh, the set design. That was another boo-boo. They had Chinese characters as the background, two stupid merlions in the centre of the stage and Chinese lanterns at the sides. Hmmm… hello? I thought Singapore was a multi-racial country? And not only that, the opening act for the night was Chinese dancers with Chinese drums. Very Singapore indeed.
I shall not in depth for the whole show coz I might be as lengthy as a Harry Potter’s book. Lol. All can say is that the whole show is draggy. It wasn’t as great as I thought it would be. Looking back, there was not as many stars as IIFA 2004 had. The venue sucked big time. The performances were a disappointment. It was more like a rehearsal for the stars. Deepika’s performance was like an aerobics work out session rather than a performance. So sad. But she’s a real beauty though. I think the only ones which stood out were Arjun Rampal’s performance and Aishwarya Rai Bachchan’s performance. I’m sorry Shah Rukh fans but to me his performance was like a mini stage show. Not the same as any other shows you’ve done in any other award function. But he did bring the house alive but it was too late then coz it was after 12am. Even the award presenters were repeated or one star had to give out several awards at the same time. So it was confirmed that not a lot of stars came to the show. Very disappointing indeed.
One of the main highlights of the show was Priyanka Chopra doing the Best Film Nominees. She was superb! She was able to re-enact the nominees parts really well especially Salman in Dabangg and Shah Rukh in My Name is Khan. I have a totally different opinion about her and her abilities. Well done Priyanka Chopra. At least you have kept me entertained that night.
The whole show ended at about 1 plus in the morning. We were all very tired, hungry and disappointed. I actually fell asleep during the show itself. Some of the viewers also left in the midst of the show. It was draggy and a disappointment. I actually told hubby that I would not want to watch any more award function and concerts especially those held at MBS. They screwed up too especially the so-called tiered sitting.
The next day, we staked out at the lobby and we met JACQUELINE FERNANDEZ. She’s so pretty. During the show, she had a dance number. She looked hotter in person than what she wore during the event itself. We decided to go to the airport for lunch. And so coincidentally there were a few Mumbai flights outgoing from Singapore. So at the airport we met BOMAN IRANI, RONIT ROY, NIKHEL DIWEIDI, SONAKSHI SINHA and VIDYA BALAN.
BOMAN IRANI. He is such a darling. He was so accommodating. He actually took time off from his checking in and took time to sign autographs and asking each of the girls there their names and the correct spelling for it. So sweet. Awwww… He said good bye to all of us and gave us flying kisses each. Love u Boman!
RONIT ROY. He is known to be the Shah Rukh of the TV screen. Well, all I can say is if you want to be SRK in any screen, you ought to learn how to behave like him.
NIKHEL DIWEDI. The actor from My Name is Anthony Gonsalves. I don’t know him that much or heard about him that much. So there just the name of the movie he was in.
SONAKSHI SINHA. A real beauty. As accommodating as her father. She was at row 4 at t2 with her mum and her personal assistant. There were a lot of people trying to get her autograph or even a picture with her. She was still all smiley and tried her very best to take photos with all there and sign as many autographs she could. My sissy in law just stood at the side and called out her name. she obligingly turned and smile. So sweet… J My sissy also wished her mum – Mrs Sinha, a pleasant flight. And Mrs Sinha touched her hand and said, “Thank you. So sweet.” Nice right?
VIDYA BALAN. I saw her in the first class lounge and we called out to her to take a photo with us but she had to go. So we were just hanging out by the departure gates waving our goodbyes to Sonakshi Sinha. And suddenly, Vidya Balan came out of the first class lounge to head over to the immigration counters. We actually asked her through hand signals to take a picture from the glass panels. And she did! So there, our picture with Vidya Balan. J
That’s our Zee weekend. Most of the stars we had our pictures with actually received awards during the show. In all, it kind of bitter sweet for me. Sweet that I got to take pictures with a few of the stars but yet bitter. Bitter that the show was not as what I expected it to be. Bitter that MBS spoilt the whole sitting arrangement. Bitter that the hotel screwed up a second time. It’s not only me but I feel that I was robbed away of my money. Comparing to the past awards shows or even just the IIFA 2004 award show in Singapore- this show was nothing. I am upset. My family is upset. And talking to most of the people who came and watch the show, they were also very disappointed with the whole event. Sigh.
(Pictures are on my FB acct )
sorry for the delay : )
it’s been quite a while ever since i’ve updated my blog… sorry sorry lah… been really busy and all…
if u are connected to my fb.. u would know that my FIL is in TTSH… he collapsed after a soccer game – the Sultan of Selangor Cup (Veterans) game. To think of it.. it’s been one month ever since he is in TTSH… for the first 20 days, he was in the CCU.. and he just was moved to a normal ward about a week ago… although he was moved, he is still in coma.. thank you one and all for all ur kind words and prayers… all of us really need him and want him to get better… thank you once again. please do continue ur kind prayers : )
my FIL was admitted on the 4th October… and I caught the dreadful H1N1 on the 5th of October.. great timing right… lol… It was unimaginable. I really didnt mind getting fever and sick and all but the thought of having to be isolated alone for a week was CRAZY! KKH gave me two choices – to be admitted or to be home qurantined. i chose the earlier one. at least at home I could watch all the SCV channels that i’ve subscribed and having the internet connection rather than getting stuck at KKH and not having visitors or full SCV channels (unless i move myself to an A1 ward… urghhh! anyway, my time at home was alright… the 1st 3 days i was really down with fever and cough till i lost my voice.. it was really bad! so frustrating to be alone and not able to talk to anyone… i’m like a hermit… after the 1st 3 days, i got really bored of everything… bored of FB, bored of the TV, bored of the internet, bored of doing laundry and cleaning, just bored. I couldnt be with my son, my husband, my family or anyone else… I got really depressed! really bad that i would cry every few hours and thought stupid thoughts… the devil was really at work then… i would call my hubby and pick up a fight and accuse him of silly things and cry… it was really bad.. really people.. go and get the injection and i pray that u never never get the H1N1!! it was really terrible.
so many things happen in this short period of time… mum’s moving house too… i really hope that she’ll be able to get a flat close to my place.. i would really love to have her to move in with me but i know that she’ll prefer to stay on her own.. so after helping my in laws with the moving of their flat, now, i’m helping my mum with her moving… very tired.. and trying not to complain… lol!
i am also contemplating whether i should sell my place or rent it out in the near future. both my in laws and my dad wants us to move in with them and rent out our place so that they could help to look after eshaan and the little one.. i would most probably be having a maid next year… so extra income from the rental would really be helpful… but i’m really not sure. with eshaan going to school next year.. we would need as much extra income as we can… sending eshaan to a nursery is NOT cheap.. my gosh.. as i was making the calls to the schools, I wonder.. they charge so high for the school fees monthly but the teacher’s pay in the nursery or kindergarten is very low.. what happens to the rest of the money??? we were actually certain that we wanted to put eshaan into a nursery group near my in laws place.. placed him on the waiting list too but we got a call 2 weeks ago telling us that the centre that we are putting eshaan in will be converted into a child care centre… i certainly DO NOT want to put eshaan into a child care.. so now, i have to look for another nursery centre for him… sometimes i feel like i dont want to put eshaan into a nursery at all… so much trouble! so the moral of the story is: Eshaan is still not enrolled to any centre yet! pfftt!
i had my check up last friday.. I tried my luck asking Dr Irene for a letter allowing me to travel in december.. “U want to travel? Nope. Sorry. Not allowed.. Your baby’s position is quite low.. so better not.” looks like i’m just heading to Sentosa… this pregnancy was a toughy.. 1st trimester was bad.. had to be hospitalised and all… then came the H1N1… even now i feel like i can give birth anytime.. serious. i feel very heavy and i can feel the pressure when i walk and do housework.. According to my doctor, i can deliver anytime between December and February (although my EDD is the 16th Feb 2010)… and now, my conversation between me and my baby is,”If you do need to come out earlier, please be out at least after the 12th December! At least mama will have her bonus! lol!!!”
so when do u think i will deliver… let’s have a guess…
happy teacher’s day
1st September = Teacher’s Day.
We all celebrate it in all schools every year… giving thanks to our teachers.. our inspirations.. our mums-in-school… our ‘maids’-in-school… our enemies… no matter how much we’ve ever hated or disliked a teacher.. cum Teacher’s Day.. they became our friends…
today will mark the 8th year for me celebrating this wonderful day.. sometimes i do feel like i made the wrong choice in career and some days i felt that i LOVE being a teacher..[especially during bonuses... lol] over the years, i met so many wonderful people and kids… nosy parents and caring ones.. the can’t-be-bothered types and the on-the ball ones… but every single one of them did change my life in one way or another..
i never wanted to be a teacher when i was younger.. i wanted to do something much more adventurous and out-of-this-world… i wanted to wear business suits and walk down Raffles Place with my Gucci handbag and my Ferragamo heels… in which when i told my dreams to my friends back in secondary school.. Munira was telling me that i’ll be the most glamorous ‘saman’ [read: fine] aunty around… lol… but what could i do.. parents’ prayers are always answered in the long run… -sigh- my dad had always wanted me to be teacher and well, his wishes came true…
as a student, i received education from all kinds of teachers… there was the fierce one – Mrs Annie Pereira, Loyang Primary School… then there was the wet, rainy one [his saliva always reaches the first two rows in class] – an ang-mo teacher [ can't remember his name though] from St. Anthony’s… the one who always got ‘cheated’ by us – Mrs Manu, from St. Anthony’s and a Cikgu from Catholic JC… those were the days.. being a teacher myself.. i laughed at the things i did before and when students nowadays do it to me.. i laugh it off and then scold them..lol …
teachers nowadays goes through a different kind of life than those who had taught during my time.. i remember when i was a student, if we are in the morning session, if you need to meet a teacher, we have to do it quick.. cum 1.30pm.. they’ll probably be home having lunch already… then, during my time, if we get scolded by a teacher, and the teacher threaten to call our parents, we’ll be begging our teachers not to do it and probably promise them the moon and stars to be better pupils coz if the news reaches our parents, we’ll be scolded or even hit even more… teachers during our time was also allowed to hit our hand with rulers and spank our back-side if we misbehave… nowadays, it totally differs… we work from morning all the way till late in the evening.. not only teach.. we have to do tons and tons of other work and duties too… now, when we scold a kid.. sometimes, we’ll have parents questioning us why we do that… and hitting is totally out of the question… -sigh- it’s a different world and society right now..
anyway, A VERY HAPPY TEACHERS’ DAY to one and all.. to all teachers out there.. happy collecting your little gifts and to end it off i took an extract from a website with regards to a teacher… to me it’s just so sad that this is happening.. i feel that teachers now are not allowed to have a life.. while the government is encouraging us to get married and produce more offspring… read the article and tell me how you feel about it..
STOMPer sent in these photos, apparently showing a teacher holding hands with her boyfriend just outside of her school.
Said the STOMPer:
“One of my friends managed to take several pictures of a female teacher holding hands directly outside the school gate with her ‘boyfriend’.
“The teacher is showing a bad example by holding hands outside of school.
“The female teacher is currently working at Bartley Secondary School.
“My friend took the picture directly outside the school.
“As for the ‘boyfriend’, he isn’t teaching or a student at the school.”
till then…
fasting during ramadhan
apparently both my pregnancies fall during the ramadhan month… when i was pregnant with eshaan, i was about 7 months pregnant [i think].. i couldn’t fast at that time coz i was always hungry… if i don’t eat, i’ll faint… lol..
i really wanted to fast this ramadhan. really. i know that with my low bp.. and my morning sickness.. i should not do it.. but i really wanted to try.. so i was really glad that the 1st day of ramadhan was on a saturday… i could really try as i know that i can definitely rest at home… so all gungho.. woke up at 4.45am for sahur [read: morning meal before dawn].. ate as much as i can.. ate all my vitamins.. and after performing the morning prayers, i slept… i woke up in the late morning and my tummy started growling… told myself that i could do it.. so i decided to just hang on..
at about 1pm.. i started feeling weak and hungry.. really really hungry.. burping air every few minutes.. didnt like the feeling at all.. hubby was already telling me to break my fast and not suffer but me just being stubborn.. wanted to just hang on.. that’s it.. at 2.30pm.. i started to shiver.. literally shaking.. i knew i had to eat.. there after all that.. i broke my fast at 2.30pm… pffttt!
on the 2nd day, i told myself that i should try again and if i need to break fast.. i could try and do it after 2.30pm… and so i did.. and this time.. i was able to fast the whole day through.. yeah! was pretty proud of myself.. BUT after breaking fast.. i didnt feel good.. i knew that during break fast i didnt eat much.. just couldnt eat as much as i should.. at 9pm.. i vomited.. vomited my whole dinner… vomited till i have nothing else to vomit out.. and after that i just had a bowl of porridge and that’s it… i was thinking through that after all that.. i dont think that my baby received the nutrients he/she ought to receive.. so hubby said no more fasting for me during the weekdays and for the weekends, i can try only if i’m up for it.. -sigh-
i spoke to my colleague, Noraini, at work about what happened to me.. she told me that it had happened to her too.. she advises me not to fast as i wouldnt feel good and would feel sick throughout the month…
i guess.. i shouldnt be stubborn and just stay as healthy as i can…
anyway, this is what i found out about fasting during pregnancy if any of you out there is also unsure about it too…
http://arabiaenglish.babycenter.com/pregnancy/fasting-ramadan-during-pregnancy/fasting-in-pregnancy/
till then… : )
singapore vs china
we went to the grand old dame to watch the match between Singapore and China recently.. i’m sure that most of u have read about it on the newspaper and all.. hmmm… what could i say.. what could we Singaporeans say… disappointed.. yes… upset.. yes… sigh
the New Paper wrote in one of the entry on the match day saying how we, Singaporeans should come down to the stadium in red and support the players.. i just entered into my 2nd trimester and was feeling much much better than usual, so i decided to come along and we knew that the stadium will not be full so we decided to bring eshaan along to watch the game..
hubby fetched me from school at 6.45pm and we headed off straight to the stadium… all excited.. we arrived at the west entrance and saw the crowd… wah… wow… the crowd… it was so disappointing… i was telling my sissy-in-law that there were more Chinese from China than Singaporeans..
anyway, the lions scored their first goal and then came the Chinese.. and what can i say.. the lions played like SH&%… They were just so lazy and hopeless… they were playing like they were practising… CRAP! how can we have a 39-year-old playing as a striker???? where are all the local boys.. our Indra Shahdan… As we were playing.. I could feel a lot of anger in the crowd.. One of them actually said.. “Bring in Dollah Kassim.. He can play better than any of you!” lol.
i don’t blame our local fans supporting the EPL teams much more than our own national team.. who would support them if they play like crap.. i miss those times during the 1994 Malaysia cup days.. I think during those times.. the boys played with more dedication and commitment.. what ever happen to those times when we can name every of the players in the team… sigh.
i miss our kallang roar… soccermania… -sigh-
i’m back
thanks to the hacker who hacked my previous blog… I had to change my everything and i can’t even close off that blog due to the changed password… i took me a while to convince myself that i need another blog with all the twitter and facebook being constantly updated every now and then.. but i guess i just wanted more than that.. something in which i can have unlimited flow of words and gossips… lol..
the last time in which i wrote in my previsous blog, it was December 2008. 8 months past and loads and loads happen within these 8 months.. nah.. i’m not gonna write eight months worth of entry.. i’m just gonna start fresh and good.
if u are still lost in the lalang.. i am now pregnant. yes! pregnant with my second child.. girl or boy… not known yet.. prolly till late september.. i’m due in early Feb but as u know.. we can never rely on these EDD.. Eshaan was due on 25th Dec 2005 but he came to earth on the 9th Dec 2005.. all natural.. So it was a good 16 days early.. all i pray right now is that the second one will be born safe and as natural as he/she can be.. and please as short a labour too please… lol…
my second pregnancy is totally different from Eshaan… during my first trimester.. it was really bad… i had lost 6kg in a week! had to be admitted… put 6 bottles of ‘cocktails’ (read:drips/glucose) for 3 days… really really bad experience… didnt like oe bit of it at all.. i couldnt eat.. nor drink and was just vomiting all the time till i have nothing else to vomit except air… now in my 2nd trimester, things are getting better and the tummy is showing even more.. i look as though as i am 6 months pregnant! lol! now, i have to eat every 2 hours or i’ll feel really sick… i really do want to try to fast during the ramadhan month but i guess i’ll just try.. thank God that the first day of the fasting month is a Saturday!!
i cant wait myself to know if i’m gonna have a boy or a girl.. pretty excited… if a girl, i can’t wait to do up her room and buy her all the pretty pretty clothes out there… [sure spend a lot.. better save better save!] and if a boy, i still have yo do up eshaan’s room so that both my children can share the space and be happy…
eshaan is slowly learning that he is gonna be a big brother.. now that my tummy is showing, sometimes, he would suddenly stop playing and run to my tummy and say, “Hello Baby.” so cute. he behaves pretty well nowadays too.. last week, me and his grandma brought him out to Tampines Mall to get him his new sandals.. throughout the time, he was happily walking and not complaining about having to walk and listened to every of our instructions.. he is certainly growing up. i love u my eshaan.
anyway, everyone knows or have read that Singapore is in recession.. i always wonder if we really are.. everywhere i go.. the malls, food courts, and anywhere else, it seems that everyone is out there spending a lot of money… everybody is still shopping.. eating out and clubbing… everything in the malls seem to be free.. they are just buying and buying… so are we really in recession? i wonder…
pardon my simple blog design… i’m still learning to use wordpress.. once i understand.. i’ll do it up…
till then…
