I think I'm the most kental 20-something Malay woman in Singapore.
I listen to dangdut for goodness sake.
And dont forget New Boyz.
But dangdut is still tops.
Kental.Kental.Kental.
But it makes me happy.
It makes me smile.
It makes me feel like dancing and singing.
And most important of all, it makes my day A whole
lot better. Maybe not better. But at least i FEEL better.

Thank you Inul, Rhoma Irama, VettyVera n Hetty Koes Endang
for making me smile every single day.

Someone's getting promoted..Heheheh..

I've always love cooking.
It's something I enjoy doing.
More often than not, I eat NOT because
I feel like eating, but because I feel like
cooking.

When I was younger, I used to cook
for my siblings.
Both my parents would be in the room, leaving us
infront of the telly watcing some late night movie..
and I'll be itching to whip up something from the kitchen.
Usually, my dad would come down the stairs as he could
smell the the aroma frm the kitchen.

But since I've started working, I realise that I cook lesser and lesser.
No time..no energy. The same old story from a working person in Spore.
ANd lately, Í miss cooking.
SO, during the weekend, I had this strong urge to look for
my huge recipe book..the one that I used during SEc3-4 Food n Nutrition classes.
My fav recipe book whereby nothing could go wrong.
Was so delighted to have found it stashed in the cabinet.

Thus, over the weekend, I baked a totally YUMMY pineapple crumble
for the sibs and the fiance.
YEaaaHHH! The old me is back..

Evrything's getting to be so mundane.
And I'm getting so numb inside.

In my new staff room.
I don't really like it here though.
Miss my own lil cosy corner.
Never mind..I'll scoot off to my homeroom
which is way cosier than this place.

I've got two more tasks to undertake.
First, I'm in charge of this new programme called,
"I Love to Work". Its a scheme for the needy pupils
in my school. Well, the VP will be meeting me any day now
to actually tell me what it's all about.

Second, I'm starting a sepak takraw team for my Sec1 ML boys.
I'm pretty excited about it.
I've talked to the VP/HOD CCA and all.
They've given me the green light and I've already
emailed PERSES and evry other sepak takraw teams in Spore
looking for a coach thats willing to coach for free.

I think I'm a whole lot strnger person now.
After the camp, I somehow feel as though I'm capable of
doing pretty much everything thats thrown my way.
In my 3 years of teaching, I've organised 2 school assembly prog,
1 ML Week, 1 Camp brought students out for seminars/workshops blas bla..
Now, I go , More Work? Bring it on..

Just came back from a day trip to Batam.
Me and the other babes had a wonderful wonderful time there.

Wanted to go to Mustika Ratu for a day of pampering.
Pedicure, manicure, hair treatment, massage, bath -- the works.
But Tiot's having her period and she didnt want to just watch while
the rest of us soak in the tub.
In the end, we went to a hair salon at Batam Centre.
It was freakingly cheap! A hair treatment that usually set me back
by $45 just cost me $7 today. Can you believe that!
The four of us stepped out of the salon feeling like gorgeous artistes
without having to burn a hole in our pockets.
Well, I'll definitely head to Batam more often.

And of cos, the spaghetti at Pizz Hut that cost only about $2++
Kita pon apa lagik, mencekik muntah kedarah lah. Ish~

Well, it doesnt seem so bad that daddy wnt allow me to ever set foot on
Buru again (afraid that I'll go running into the arms of Kuswadichandra Kelana
Putra since he now has a future son-in-law which he thinks so highly of)I can now go to Batam.

Hey! I'm back!
Kem Bahtera IV was a blast.. (I can say that now. Heheh)
It was a totally stressful, exhausting yet enriching experience
for me.
For those of you who doesnt know, this year, I'm the i/c for
our yearly Sec 1 Malay Language Camp.
It used to be Tetty.. and I'd just come during the camp lazing
around..heheh..
But since Tetty has moved on to much greener pastures.. The burden has
been heaped onto my shoulders.. And what a burden it was!
Just ask Shahreil.. how many times I'd cry and whine and curse and cry
again because of the camp. And dun forget the headaches that I have to endure.
BUT HEY!!! I DID it!!!! And I'm feeling totally proud of myself.
I deserve a treat. Maybe I'll go treat myself later, or head of to Buru tomorrow. Hahahha..


Well..what I've learnt from the camp.
a) Budak-budak sekarang manja nak mampos.
The Sec 1 campers irritate me by their lembik-ness and manja-ness.
SEriously. THis boy who cried for so many different reasons during the camp actually
cried when he watched PONTIANAK MENJERIT! YESH!!!! PONTIANAK MENJERIT! It's a bloddy comedy!!!! What the hell. Another boy CRIED because he was having fever. HUH???? And another girl made her dad came all the way in a cab to fecth her home at 4 am in the morning because she complained of chest pains. And the reason for that, she told me, was because her mum is not around. WHATTTT???!!!

b) I really love my sec 3 student leaders.
They were my pillars of strength throughout this whole experience.
My overall camp ICs: Elly and Fauzi who stayed back many afternoons to help me plan and plan and plan. And who really ran the whole show. Fauzi exceeded my expectations
MY Group Leaders: Who were more excited than the sec 1s. Sorry for the 'lecture. Heheheh.
And the rest who totally blew me away. Guys who I reluctantly included in the camp but turned out to be so helpful and dependable and FUN!
Dzul... I see him a different light now.

I had fun. And i hope you guys did too.

Saw Hadi and Arsyad in the bus yesterday.
How they've grown up to be very fine young men.
My first batch of students.. 14 year old boys
at that time. Now they are 17. How time flies.
Can't help feeling proud that they are now
tertiary students. Big guys like that calling me
cikgu..haahahahha...Feel old.

I feel like a mother bird. Getting all emotional when the little ones
grow and leave the nest.

I'm totally exhausted.
So exhausted that I slept at 9 pm last nite.
And I woke up still feeling a teeny weeny bit
sleepy.

There's like a million things to do.
Thats one thing I hate about the end of the term.
Rushing to tabulate marks, key in form students'marks,
print result slips, call parents, meet parents, and the
list goes on and on.
Worse, the MT teachers are being moved to a new staff room,
so i have to start packing my stuffs, and I'm i/c of Kem BAhtera
this year and I'm trying to form a sepak takraw team for my
sec 1 boys and I have yet to really decorate my MT homeroom and my form
class home room. BUT, I've already engaged the services of 2 Scouts
to decorate n clean up my homeroom. Hehehheh... One thing settled here.

Wish me luck for Kem Bahtera.

And yeah, whenever things seems really bad, I close
my eyes and imagine I'm in Buru (my favouritest place in
the world) I think of sitting by the beach, sipping coconut juice
and listening to dangdut and that'll bring a smile to my face.
Once i open my eyes, I realise I'm still stuck here.
But at least, I have a few seconds of happiness each day.
Thanks to my wise guy, Mr Shahreil, for that very
much needed advice. (although i'm sure he didnt mean
Buru when he gave me that piece of advice!)

For the past few weeks,
I've been losing sleep
over Kem Bahtera.
This year, I'm the lucky one
who gets the opportunity to
organise the camp. I knew all
along that was coming.

I hate organising big events
like this. There's a thousand
things to do and there's always this
possibility that I'm goin to fuck things
up.
BUT, seeing how enthusiastic my Sec 3
student leaders are.. just make things better
for me. I'm depending on you guys!
We'll have a blast this coming March holidays.