It's happening AGAIN!

Not in my class (touch wood ah!)....but we are not taking any risk so most of the babies and toddlers were told not to attend school this week.

No children....yes....but loads of cleaning up to do.

Lao shi and I were scrubbing and cleaning like crazy. All those grime and dirt...goodness....

We had some goofy moments in class too today while scrubbing. 2 lizards emerged from nowhere, one was super-duper-ultra fat and the other one was a baby lizard. I was screaming like crazy together with lao shi. We did not know what to do because we can't really scrub the floor with lizards around. We both chickened out!

I don't mind cockroaches but lizards.....the thought of them sticking to your body...goodness.
Lao shi backed out, she hid in the toilet and decided to scrub the toilet.

I was up against 2 lizards and I almost jumped and stood on the table when the fat lizard was on the floor.

I did not intend to kill them but what was I supposed to do? Lao shi passed me shield tox so I told myself, I was only going to make it "pengsan" lah....hahahahaha..yeah rite.

So I sprayed on the tiny lizard. It moved but doesnt seem to know where it was going. I covered it with a towel and threw it outside. As for the big,fat,super-duper-ultra-mega size lizard, I tried spraying on its eyes. Too bad, shield tox running out.Shucks...it's moving!

I tried spraying it with the sanitizer, (masyallah...forgive me!) it worked. It got a little tipsy.

Just as I was about to sweep it away.....the tail was detached from the lizard and the lizard ran away. There I was stuck with a dead tail. The sight was eeeww...super ewww but I had to do it.
I threw it away and finally...I could breathe.

It'll be part 2 of cleaning up tomorrow. Hai............I escaped from the "ghettos only to be back in the barrio"....hai...okok...crap!

Done for now!

Labels: cleaning, HFMD

As I was reading the previous entry, I thought to myself, "If only I made the call."

'Atok' passed away, 2 days after Faz and I visited him at the hospital when he had to undergo an operation. I remembered his face clearly that night when we visited him. He was very happy to see Faz and I and he was talking to us calmly even though he was in pain.
His last words to us, "bawak motor baik-baik ok" after which he gave a smile to us, a smile which I have never seen before and an approving nod.

2 days later at 0059, 23rd April 2009, I received numerous calls from my uncle and aunt. I was half-asleep, waiting for Faz to come back from JB. The wind was really, really different that night, howling, eerie sound of the wind which gave me chills down my spine. I was praying and hoping that everyone who's outside in particular beau will be alright.

I finally picked up uncle's call at 0115, he was really pissed and was sobbing. He ordered me to wake my mum up even though I did not want to since we're not on talking terms for almost a week. But after hearing those words, "atok nazak ezan, atok nazak,call mama!"

I couldn't think straight and I knocked really hard on my parent's room. MOm was half-asleep and as I was telling her the sad news, she nearly fainted. She couldn't think and started to cry.
I forgot to read one particular sms on my phone, sent to me at 0101. It was beau.

I called him immediately to tell him the news. I did not expect him to come along but he did. Mum and dad went to pick my uncle and aunt up in Choa Chu Kang while beau and I was speeding at the expressway at 120-140km on the bike.

Beau barely slept after he got back from JB but his mom gave him the approval and he went with me (I love you for that....),giving me the emotional support which I needed and being there with my family and I at CGH. We were 10 minutes away from the hospital and Beau was squeezing my hands while riding the bike. It was dangerous to do so but we were just hoping for the best.

We thought we were going to make it, but we were too late. We were a few minutes late. Atok was gone at 2am. I was dumbfounded and just cried in Faz's arms. Mom, dad, uncle and aunt arrived 5 minutes later and we were all mourning.

More family members arrived and we just could not believe that he's gone. The operation had its side effects but I soon learnt that there were a couple of other matters that triggered an attack.
Beau felt sorry for me and he thought we could be on time to bid our final goodbyes to atok.

But there is so much that one can do in this world. I really appreciate his presence, his sincerity for being there with me, with the rest of my family members.

The irony of it all, I lost a loved one, I gained another one. Mom started talking to me and we are on good terms now. I have been bringing Faz home and everyone's thankful for him being there. His mom was also very understanding and she was ok with Faz coming with me.

Atok is gone now, Allah swt loves him more. I can only offer him my prayers and hopefully he'll be placed with everyone that's faithful to Him....insyallah

I am going to miss the hardcore wrestling supporter who never fails to watch every wrestling match on SCV, the hardcore Manchester United fan who is always calling me to tell me of Arsenal defeats and Man-u triumphs and the man who knows no pain in everything....I am going to miss you Atok but that is life, we all die one day!

You're my Man-U-wrestling-dangdut-dondang sayang fan.......

Labels: atok

It was a tiring Monday for me.

Tution was alright but a tad too sleepy for me and I was caught snoozing in between without getting caught from my student *naughty...chuckles

Beau and I are getting along fine,better each day...hoping it'll stay that way.
He was caught "snoozing" in my teacher's room today while I was finishing up my work.

Got an sms from aunt, grandpa's in the hospital....oh dear....SGH. Mom did not tell me anything. It's sad....I feel like an orphan...literally. Mom has gone all "selective mutism" towards me so it's really sad that I come home to work with no one to talk to and I go out to work with no one to say goodbye to.

Beau picked me up from tution and I did not want to bother him with anything but he was sweet and thoughtful enough to ask his mom for permission for the both of us to visit my gramps. I introduced beau to gramps a long time ago and sometimes gramps does ask for him. We spent about 30 minutes with gramps before the porter took him away for CT scan.

I was close to tears looking at the condition of 'atuk.' Despite his old age, he still remained strong and he did not want to burden his childen. I was told that he left the house as early as 8am. Intention to have breakfast was called off as he experienced excruciating pain near the appendix. As an old man at 78 years old, he took a bus from Tampines then a train alone all the way to SGH just to see the doctor.He was of course admitted soon after and no one knew about this, he was facing it all alone. They had to do an operation,involving his kidney and the appendix area.

He was looking all cheery when I stepped into the ward with beau. His eyes glimmered and he was smiling but deep down, I knew he was sad....just like me. Fortunately 3rd uncle was there so beau chatted with them for a while as I look at atuk. I knew he was in pain but he was trying to remain as calm as possible. He told beau to ride the bike safely with me before the porter took him away. He bid us goodbye and insist on us making our way home even though we wanted to accompany him for a little while longer.

I wonder where my parents were?
It has been like this for the past 4 days. I have not been talking to anyone in my family for the past 4 days ever since we got into a little family commotion. Dad was a little comfoting though (he has always been my saviour!) but knowing my dad, he is a man of few words.

So the house is really quiet. Brother is away in camp so he seldom comes home.
My usual routine involves spending time in my own room, washing the laundry, doing lesson plan, cook my own meals and simply not having the chance to talk to anyone.

I'm not sure when this will end but I have been going home to an 'empty house' for the past 4 days, it's sad!

But, what to do....emotions taking everything over off-hand, I just have to be strong!

"One love, One heart, Let's get together and feel alright!"

Labels: one heart, one love

I have been under the weather lately.

It seems that life isn't getting any better. Everything just seem worst that I can barely look at myself in the mirror.

Was I rude, was I ungrateful? I might have been for the former but for the latter, NEVER!

I could not tolerate it any longer. I had to let it out.

To think that I was challenged to do it, it just makes my heart hurt real bad and I wish I was never present. That's the worst thing one could ever said to oneself.

I wrote a long letter to them, expressing my grievances, my apologies, my feelings, my frustration, my resentment....everything.

If they refused to talk to me, then so be it. I have been keeping it for a very long time and this is my greatest outburst.

If it means to walk away and never come back, then so be it. I will bring with me sweet memories and leave the bad ones behind.

Where am I to go? I seek His directions for now.

I'm sorry Ma, Ba

Labels: apology

Upset?
Yes!

Disappointed?
Yes!

Shocked?
Yes!

Angry?
Beyond that!

Why?Why?Why?


Is it me?

His sister and I have been thinking about getting cool, polaroid-kinda cameras such as this. Prices are affordable too! I am going to save up for this.

By the way, beau just spend another whooping $120 for his brake pad and he was literally crying and grumbling about the money spent but hey...safety beb...we can't compromise safety.

He calls the bike, a"her" and got the cheek to ask me to name his bike. Oh gosh....

I decided to name 'it" Georgia...lol....based on the mo0dy-cute girl in my class. Last Wednesday, Faz got to see Georgia up-close and boy, the meeting was oh-so-cute. He told me to bring her home, "rent" her or something....ish...this aint a video-store!

Work= money=more savings=more spending? Noooooooo.........

Nothing much except,

1) A great soccer match with great commentaries by Wilson (I can literally hear his voice as I was reading the entry on the Kambing's blog)

2) Great food at Beach Road, Al-ameen

3) 2 great home movies

4) The Devil's bend...nice!

Great weekend, looking forward to another 3 weeks of April....more savings to be done...tsk tsk...

Labels: weekends

Looks like the recession and economic letdown is still yeah...a letdown!

I, on the other hand am trying to remain blase' over this.I have a job so I better stick to it, now is not the time to be choosy.

Weekend was always a 'no-brainer day' for me, back to mundane household chores.Today however, I felt that it was an "all-sloth" Saturday for me.


Yes, you got that right, sloth. I woke up late, had pillow creases on my face (geeezzz...).
Mom was wailing and wailing for help in the kitchen "anak dara apa ni, apa ni,bla bla bla..."
I totally shut myself up and remain as a sloth for the next 20 minutes before making my slow, slothy steps to the toilet.


I wasn't in a mood for anything. I just wanted to remain in bed but I couldn't stay there for long, for that will drive my mum crazy.
I took my time to have brunch, read the papers (hmm..that's not slothy!), catch up on Politics..Msian politics (sloth don't do that either!) and finally...yes....I went straight to bed AGAIN!


YES.............SLOTH..........hey.....it feels great sometimes,lol......
Mom was nagging but I had my ways. When she came into my bedroom, I pretended to fold the clothes which took me like eons to complete (lol!)


I finished reading "why men love bitches" so it was back to munching. So besides lazying around, I was practically munching and munching,whatever I could munch on.


Now,there's a reason why I'm munching. Mondays to Fridays.......... worked my arse off. I'm out of the house everyday at 6.50 am and I'm back home by 9.30pm at night.


Mondays till Thursday are tution days so I don't really take dinner because of tution. I normally eat at work at 12.45pm and my next meal might be bread at 5.30pm before tution starts or nothing at all.
By the time I got home, I'm dead beat, I'm too tired to eat.


Saturday, I ate food as if I've not eaten for a thousand years (k,bedek ah!)
This is not healthy but hey..............by 6pm today(Saturday), the sloth turned into an ant,hahahaha! I was cleaning,scrubbing,mopping and more scrubbing,washing...yes.......I did my housework at 6pm.
I'm glad I did.........hahaha..........

On a lighter note, we visited Marina Barrage for the first time, it was nice. I wish we brought a telescope (like we have one,lol!) and a picnic mat. (pictures above!)

Ecod...

Labels: Marina barrage, sloth