*Sick-ish & Sad*

Image taken from here

It hurts... It hurts so much when you're blamed for something that you didn't do, ignored and then expected to think nothing of it the next day.

p/s: Has nothing to do with my previous post.

Weekend Update

A very short weekend for me as yesterday was a working Saturday for me. Next weekend is also another working Saturday as I have to attend a training session.

I hate working Saturdays.

>:-(

Now some people may say that I shouldn't complain as teachers only work half-day. How wrong they are. Let me set this straight. Teachers do not, i repeat, do not work half-day. My typical week would go something like this.

Monday to Friday
(0630 - 1340):
6.30 am must be in school already. Usually 3-4 hours of classes daily. Squeeze in lesson preparation, meetings, management duties.

Afternoon:
Monday (usually I'm quite free on Mondays unless there are meetings, extra classes, etc.)
Tuesday & Wednesday ( Training session for the Projek Gemilang English Debate. Extra classes too once a fortnight.Until 1630)
Thursday (This day is usually 'set aside' for meetings, meetings and meetings. Once it lasted until almost 6pm. We started at 1.20pm and some haven't had lunch yet)
Friday (ok, can cabut early from school provided I don't have any school-related activities)

And that is my typical week. So I do look forward to spending my weekends as leisurely as possible, and I do my laundry on weekends too (twice; one for work clothes and another for non-work clothes. Yeah, I can be anal sometimes), watching TV because I don't watch TV on weekdays, or just curling up with good book in hand. I need to unwind and relax to be refreshed and energized to meet the week ahead.

I love what I'm doing actually. I just hate the non-related stuffs that get in the way of doing what I love to do best. Teaching.

Some may say that private sector employees work on Saturdays too. No big deal. To you kind sir, go and try going to a school and teach and by teach I mean you give your damn best (not the half-hearted crapsh!t) and then you tell me if we have it easy. I've worked in the private sector too and it's different.

Teaching can be stressful. My advice to aspiring teachers will be "Have a genuine passion for teaching and manage your stress well. I you can't: Kalau tak mati cepat, boleh jadi gila. Focus on the job and handle the pressure from your students and also your superiors."

Okay, I'm off to some R&R time. TTFN!

Salary to be paid in 2 monthly instalments?

Someone sudah mabuk viagra or suffering from Erecticle Dysfunction ('dead shoot'), 'cause maybe that's the reason he's fucking us rakyats! Maybe it's the only way he can get satisfaction.

Damn!

Another case of 'Do First, Think Later'

Aku Tersentak

I'm speechless. Words can't describe how I'm feeling now. This sense of loss and at the same time, sympathy.

I visited my friend from Uni's fotopage, just to see how her two adorable boys, the 2Fs are doing, when I read through hundreds of condolences on her comment box.

Firwance, her husband, father of the 2Fs, a fellow Sarawakian from the same Uni and faculty has passed away. I didn't really know him that well but we have that spirit of solidarity since we're from the same state. I remembered that I had a small spat (it seems like a very trivial thing now) with him. Whatever the thing was, I had let it rest a long, long time ago.

Wance was laid to rest in his birthplace, Mukah. May his soul rest in peace. Amen.

Erna, I pray that God grant you the strength to carry on and raising 2Fs. It's not an easy task but I believe that somehow, there's a way that God has decided for each and every one of us.

Life is fragile

It Begins

Road Hazards

Let me ask you this,

Have you ever screamed or simmer in frustration at other road users while on the road?

Answer truthfully, sapa bulak kena panah petir tau.

Ask any of my friends and they will surely tell you that my language is very 'colorful' and 'sweet' when faced with such situation. Unless I am driving with (a) the parents, or (b) my little nephews and nieces, I will surely be hollering at the other drivers. Not that I am a speed freak, I stick to the speed limit for goodness sake, but it's more on the ethics of the other road users.

Here are some of my pet peeves of road users @ Road Hazards.

1. The Driver Whose Instructor Probably Died Before Getting To That Part About The Turn Signal
These drivers still haven't gripped the understanding of the functions of the turn signal.
Come on, the purpose of the car manufacturer to put it there is NOT for aesthetic purposes, it is for use to use to signal whether you are turning into that junction, slowing down to stop or etc. These bloody drivers think that ALL other drivers are mind readers. It's not even like they are charged RM0.10 for every single bloody time they use the signal. It's bloody frustrating when I want to turn into the main road but wasting my time waiting for a stupid driver who was moving slowly only to see them turning into the junction.
fuck,fuck,fuck
And signalling at the last moment is also unacceptable you bloody idiot!

2. The Indecisive Driver
You can spot this driver from a mile away. He wobbles to the left, then right, signals left, then right, left again, speeds up, slows down and/or brakes suddenly. It's so NOT amusing when we are driving behind them. You idiot, just stay at home until you know where you want to go okay!

3. The 'Jual Ikan' Driver
His mantra is probably "Thy shall never overtake me". They will speed up when there are other drivers wanting to overtake them but then slows again when it's not possible to overtake them only to speed up again at the next straight road.
*mentally blowing up the idiot's car*

4. The Slug (Hingus?) Driver
These drivers should be labeled as 'S' for Slugs, cause they drive so slow that a person riding a bicycle can overtake them. Argh! Bagus lagi ko turun kereta lepas tu engkau pi tolak kereta tu Bengong!

5. To Turn or Not To Turn Motorcyclist
This particular type of motorcyclist really makes me mad. It's something that I usually face in Sarikei or Bintangor, seldom in big cities or towns. These motorcyclists would slow their motorcycle and moves to the side of the road, glance momentarily at others and then turns right. Sometimes sans the turn signal.
Bloody hell!
My dad was involved in an accident because of this last year. The bloody stupid aunty did that and just as my Dad was overtaking her, she turned right. Siap nak meraung-raung kat bapak aku. Bagus apa bapak aku tak biar engkau mampus tepi jalan. Dah la tayar kereta bapa aku meletup sebab engkau yang bangang. Sheesh...

Who the hell let these idiots on the road anyway? Not that I am prone to road rages, I'm more of a road snark (the habit of making deeply sarcastic comments while driving, usually when another driver has done something stupid. It’s far less criminal than road rage, and with practice it can be much more satisfying) but surely you've met such drivers.

What's your experience?

Craving For This

When it's *cough* that *cough* time of the month, I usually suffer from cravings. Not mild "Oh, I'd love some chocolates" thoughts that flits by but it's the kind of craving that stays and gnaws at me, invade my thoughts regardless whether I am awake or even in the state of unconsciousness. It's so bad that I dreamed about it and even can imagine the succulent juicy taste.

Damn.

I'm gonna get crazy if I don't get ma seafood now. I want to go to that fabulous seafood place in Sibu but since I can't drive (I injured my wrist) and there's no one to go with me... *sob*sob* I guess for the time being the ones nearby will do.

p/s: Cuthess, we really gotta go to makan seafood. like, now.

(Mis)Adventures No.1

In my last post I wrote about how I was involved in a verbal combat with a fellow and how the very next day I am going for the semi-finals.

More like a second round of verbally lashing at people.

That nutcase who promised to have another round of casting lots for the semi finals seemed to suffer from amnesia (more likely a premature 'nyanyuk' case) and neglected to inform his committee that there is to be another casting of lots.

The same nutcase that was loitering and enjoying his mighty breakfast at the canteen, while we, waited in the quarantine room for his say in the matter.

Enter an extremely irritating nutcase no.2 who somehow possessed the ability to sound insulting even when he's complimenting others. Enter sidekick no.2, a disillusioned wannabe minahsalleh with extreme stuck up-piness that it radiates from her pores.

These two managed to hear and experienced the best of me.

How dare you insult my kids who worked so hard by insisting that they are scared of going against you?

How bloody dare you?!

Meh sini aku nak cili-cili kan mulut cabul kau tu!

Padan muka. Kan dah dua2 tercedera kena laser aku...

In the end, my persistence and fighting spirit paid off and we had another casting of lots. Lain kali, jangan ingat aku ni org baru korang ingat senang2 nak pijak aku... Jangan nak gali lubang kubur sendiri la...

My kids were brilliant and we went into the finals. Although I was not there for the finals** , the girls made me really proud as they were confident and not even an ounce of fear shows when they fought against Ms.StuckUp's kids. We lost, but as I said to them, we'll see them again next year. Until then, let's sharpen our claws some more...

**(had to attend a meeting and horror of all mothers-of-horrors, Ms.StuckUp is there too. Total unprofessional behavior of hers, showing her sour face so sour that I could pickle fruits with it. Haha. Rupa-rupanya Mr.Nutcase is her husband. Patut lah sensitif gile, dah la my colleague commented that we were adamant to argue because we hate dishonesty. Terasa ye Kak? Hahahah... Kesian, perangai macam budak kecik)

JANGAN-JANGAN MENANGIS

Pernah kah kau dikecewakan
Pernahkah hati mu terluka
Oleh temanmu yang pernah bersamamu
Maafkanlah dia jangan benci

Aku juga pernah mengalami
Seperti yang pernah kau rasa kan
Namun ku tetap memandang pada Yesus
Sendirian namun tak kesepian

Jangan-jangan kau menangis
Jangan-jangan kau bersedih hadapilah dengan senyum
Pada mu ada kasih
Jangan-jangan kau kecewa
Jangan-jangan putus asa
Yesus masih menunggu mu
Ingin membalut luka di hatimu o……..o
Ingin membalut luka di hatimu

p/s: Singing this song to heal the pain I'm experiencing right now, especially when I'm hurting. Laughing on the outside but no one knows what's in my heart. None except my Lord, my refuge, my sanctuary...