oh girl, please

Hi! There's something I am not satisfied with the students' attitude today. I don't know why they are so arrogant. If they think they are beautiful, there are women who are more beautiful than them. If they think they are smart, there are other students who are smarter than them, especially students at boarding school. You cannot imagine it. They know how to use their smart brain. They know which one is right and which is wrong. That's what we call "WISE". If they think they are rich, that is not their money, it is their parents' money. Why are you so proud? This is my principle of my life. If I think I am beautiful, there is another woman who is more beautiful than me,if I think I am rich, I should be ashame of myself. We have billionaires out there who are very humble. What about smart? I don't think I am smart ,with this age, my memory is not as good as before. But I am still good at making decision. If I think I am good, still there is someone who is better than me. This is life. You have to look at people around you with open eyes and open mind. Be realistic! To the naughty girls out there, what do you really want in your life. I was naughty but I had the limit. I wouldn't do something that would smudge my parents' image. Try to think wisely, if you are so bad can you become a good mother, teach your children the right thing to do. What about the guys? They enjoy to have this kind of woman as their friends or girlfriends but as the wife I don't think so. If I ask you to choose, the uncovered food with flies flying over it or the covered food, make you feel curious to know what is the food under the cover. Is it delicious? So, what is your choice?

long time no see

Hi! Miss my blog but lots of things to do. The grass, settled. My husband bought me Samsung galaxy tablet 7.0. I was so happy that I kissed him so many times on his face. I bought the small size because I can put it inside my handbag. Now, I a waiting for my new car. Luckily, my father let me to borrow his car. Next week, pss week. No cooking competition. I focus on history and agama subject. I made a bit change. I hope the school has no problem with my idea. I am tired but I am happy with my life. Next year I don't think I want to hold this job. I will pass it to a new teacher. May be she is better than me. A young,single teacher with fresh ideas. Hopefully,but I haven't discussed with cikgu aziz. Just hope that he will accept the fact that I really need to leave pss. I want to focus on my subject only. That is more important. Teaching is my passion and I think I will do the best for it.

Hi! Miss my blog. Today, I had "Program Khidmat Bantu" for my PSS. PSS coordinators from other schools came to help me. Just focused on BBM room, Galeri Sejarah, APD room and the library. I chose 20 Resource Centre Prefects (librarians) to help me. But there were other boys from 2C who were willing to help(or they were lazy to study). They just stood outside the BBM room waiting for me to call them. Luckily, their teacher understood my problem. We managed to finish our work. I love all of them and thank you so much. Oh ya about my 3A class. More than 20 students got B and two students got A. Only two students got D. The rest all C. I really hope the B graders will get A in their PMR. My 3C, only one student got C, a few got D and the rest.....kiok.But I am very sure many of them can pass in PMR. Koo Siang Lam didn't sit for my paper. I don't know his problem. Last time, when he was rude in my class, I told the administrators but they couldn't help me. Then, I went to his class to ask him to go to the library. Face to face. I wanted to know his problem but he always looked down. I told him to respect me as a teacher in his class by keeping quiet. I know he can pass his English but he would make other students to fail by making noise. I told him that outside the classroom we can be friends but inside the classroom, I am still his teacher. He just nodded. Only once he was in my class (he didn't make noise) after that.....missing. He didn't sit for my English paper...haiii. I won't ask him why? He's a big boy, he should think better. Good night!

Kelantan as the food paradise

Hi! Just returned from Kelantan. BEST....I call this state as a food paradise. The food was so good. The big sweet sour prawn, the big grilled squid, grilled fish, the soup, I love all the food. It's better not to live here, if not I will die after two or three years. The price was reasonable. You will have maximum satisfaction. Just go to Siti Khadijah Market, oh my God, don't know how to say it but to all food lovers please, please and please go to Kelantan. I didn't care about my cholesterol. Just ate, ate and ate. Did't have time to taste the gearbox soup. May be this December. Whatever I chose, my son would follow. He knew very well about my good taste of food. My husband also enjoyed himself. He asked me to choose the biggest prawn. I felt guilty looking at him after eating all the food. Sorry lah , awak dapat isteri dan anak yang suka makan or can I say cinta pada makanan (not only like but love the food)? Luckily, he didn't mind at all. He just smiled. I did cook at his parents' house. As usual the seafood tom yam, my father in law's favourite. He said that mine was better than he had at the restaurant. Yahoo. Everybody loved my sambal udang petai and my sambal berlada paru. I think I am good at cooking now. So proud of myself. Bought my father's hari raya clothes (complete with baju melayu, sarung and kopiah) and two bottles of gamat jelly (sea cucumber jelly). It's my obligation to buy something for my parents. I know they have a lot of money but I don't care. I love them and I want to give them presents. Tell you the truth, when you treat your parents nicely, God will reward you. You don't have to wait in the hereafter but you can have it in this world. Believe me. Tomorrow I will start my replacemet fasting (puasa qada') until Sunday and I also need to check the exam papers. So, see you after the school break. I will miss my blog. Bye...

Have a sweet dream!

Hi! I went to Malacca today. Shopping for Hari Raya cloths. I bought five for me and one for my mother. My husband bought cloths and samping for him and Ahmad. He also bought for his mother and his wife..yabeda bedu. Thank you. This Wednesday, we will go back to Kelantan. Spend a few days there. Next week, I wii call the nursery to plant grass around our house (may be just the left side,if money is not enough). One side only will cost us more than RM1000.00. I didn't cook anything today opps except for breakfast (just a fried rice). Tonight we just had nasi ayam Mustafa. Ok lah. I couldn't finish it as I just had chicken grilled at Jaya Jusco for my lunch. Terrible right. I think it is time for me to have a health check up. My two sisters had been checked already. My eldest sister has diabetes and high blood pressure. The second one has no problem but she becomes health conscious now, less sugar, less rice at night, bla, bla and bla. I don't want the doctor to check me because I am afraid I have to control my diet, cannot eat this, cannot eat that, especially prawns. So sad. My husband ate less rice now. He didn't want to have a pot belly. I told him that the lesser hair he has and the bigger his belly is, girls will think he has a lot of money. He just kept quiet. I have no more backpained now, thank God. The hot spring really helps a lot. Oh ya, I will sleep early tonight. I need to do a lot of things tomorrow, pay all the bills, pack my clothes and Ahmad's, send my cloths to Su (my tailor), buy a big tv for my mom (actually I just order, my mom will pay) and visit my...tut. Secret. Don't want to mention it here. I have a feeling, somebody (the unwelcome one) reads my blog. So, not all I can share with you. Well, it is time to call it a day....Good night and take care!

Dizzy

Hi! Nothing much to do so I can update my blog almost every day. Actually I have exam papers to check but I still have next week to do it. Relax....I called my friend, Jep (Dr Jep)last Wednesday. Just wanted to say sorry for not coming to her house on Wesak's Day. She was angry but after I explained the reason, she's ok. I still call her Jep, should call her Alin. She's a mother of three heroes. Wow! I took my father to see a specialist on that day. He suspected that my father had tumor in his tummy. Luckily, he just has ulcer. It was a big relief but he still has to take a few precaution, less smoking, no chillies and no fruits. He also takes gamat jelly (sea cucumber) twice a day. I think after six months my father will be ok. Feeling a bit dizzy. Last night I watched GI Joe until 1.00 a.m. My husband was not at home (camping babe, he is the deputy commandant) and my son slept already. I felt sleepy but I forced myself to watch it. Bye for now

Please accept us as who we are

Hi! Last night I watched a video "What's your number". Oh my God. It was hilarious. I love it. The story was simple. It's about a woman who wanted to find a husband (after she had slept with 20 different men). She came across an article saying that if it is more than 19 she would be single forever. The number 20 should be her husband. So, she needed to find all her ex-boyfriends with the help of her sex maniac neighbour. This guy was actually a good one. When he knew that he was in love with Ally (the woman), he stopped doing that crazy thing. The most important thing is that Colin (the guy) can accept as who she is. She just be herself when she was with Colin. At last, both of them were together and later they found out that he was her number 20 (she didn't sleep with the last guy because she was too drunk). So cute! Well, when we can be ourselves, we will be happy with our life. My early marriage, I was not that happy. My husband wanted me to be the kind of woman that he liked (the problem is when we were dating, he never said that or didn't make any comment of my clothes). It was so frustrated to be in the world that you did not fit in. May be, my husband could see the change of me. I seldom talked to him or I don't know, he just noticed it. He didn't want to lose me so, we talked. I told him that I was not happy with my life anymore. It was so dull. Ahmad was so small at that time. I have a husband but I don't feel anything. He was generous. He gave me whatever I wanted but that was it. I felt nothing. Then, he tried to accept me as who I am. I can talk anything with him. I can wear anything. Now, I like to wear slippers (although he did ask me to wear branded ones, I just said no, thank you. These are better. I feel free). Shoes are too formal. He let me listen to my fly.fm sometimes although his favourite was Sinar.fm. He let me to make stupid dance with Ahmad in front of him although I did see him raising his eyebrow, looking confused. We are different but when he appreciates me as who I am, I really feel grateful. Last time, I just had the feeling of respect to him as my husband. Now, I love and adore him. Thank you for accepting me as who I am. Love you, love you and love you.