WAREHOUSE...AGAIN...

Another warehouse sale in a month. The first one, I spent RM270 for 7 pairs of LEWRE shoes. This time around- was supposed to only get my foundation, liquid eyeliner and blusher. I ended up buying all of that and of course additional liptips, hair colour (I blame Dona) and bought two eyeliner instead of one! RM90 altogether. Welldone Azi! Now we can all eat, drink, and sleep foundation!

A Poem- The Plastic Tree

This poem is dedicated to those people I hold dear to my heart....

Plastic

that ruins the earth

The shine glaring

Piercing to the deepest soul

Colourful and bright

Deceiving on the outside

Yet a hole of nothingness

air of wrath looming

inside...

Plastic

that ruins the earth

all shapes

all sizes

requisitingly innocent

with elegance and demenour

incognito to the looking eyes

yet when revealed

soul polluted with evil

slowly

killing population

on earth

Not easy as ABC...

I'm reading this book by Lydia Teh, Life's Like That and there's this piece about her experience teaching the kindergarten kids for a week and boy! I can definitely relate to that. I'm also doing part time at this language centre u see. Once, they called me up to ask me to replace a teacher for a 'Young Learner' class. And I said, 'Yeah, no problem.' 5- 6 yrs old.. aah.. a group of adorable looking things- I can handle that for two hours. And I was really looking forward to it- I mean a session of drawing, cutting, pasting- that should fun, right? WRONG!!!
They were adorable, no doubt. TOO adorable. Every minutes, at least two of them would go to the toilet. Every half an hour they would ask whether they could go back already. And when I said no, the 'Why teacher?' question would pop. The boys would chase each other, sat under the table. the girls would come fleeing to me to report! Half and hour after the class started I was ready to jump out of the window already!!
This boy, Kishen. Very talkative and never listened to instruction. He would go to all of his classmates to show off his work! Kenneth is the one with the hp and once in awhile he would raise his hand and say things like, "My brother has a new playstation," or ,"I go to Kumon " or "My mom is going to buy me a playstation too."
Char Maine was a quiet lil girl who every now and then would ask me question. "Teacher, do what?" "Teacher, how to do this?" or once I clearly remember until today when I was handing out the glue, and she asked, "Teacher, what's that?" I smiled and said, "This is a bottle of glue,"And she replied, "I know that. (and she had that 'duh' expression on her face) But what's inside? What is glue made of?" And there I was in silence for the longest time. Hmm... interesting, I never really thought about it. I mean yes we did learn about it back in school but that was 2 decades ago since anyone ask me that question. I had to be creative and I told her it is a mixture of a lot of chemical stuff before I quickly probed her to start pasting her cut out pictures. I tell u, when the class finished I had never felt so tired. It was like, all my energy had been drained out of my body!
Like Lydia, I have a new sense of respect to all of the kindergarten teachers. I do not know how you guys manage to do this every day and still stay sane! Hats off to you!!

To Do List!

Before that.. I just have to tell everyone that I chose to wear this extremely ketat baju kurung modern which rite now the stictches about to burst... and I oso look like I'm 5 months pregnant..

Anyways....

Since this is my first day after weeks of doing classes, I have listed down couple of things I need to do today.

1. To clear my desk- Got piles of papers, handouts that I normally chuck it on my table after my classes. I need to organise and throw some awaya I guess.
2. Hmm... that's about it for today. To clear my desk! So that I know where to look for stuff!
2. And yeah- to update my Ref Comms slides and IG!

Insane in the MEMBRANE!!

Gosh! I had practically no time to sit down at my desk for the last.. I don't know.. four weeks? I haven't written anything in my blog- only managed to check emails at home.. Classes back to back and on top of that I have a haggard witch on my tail all the time!!! Can't stand the people here anymore- They are beyond plastic- They are TOXIC! My husband has not been supportive whatsoever- didn't even want to listen because he claimed to have so many things to worry about already! ##$!!! Which is pure nonsense- We have been surviving for the past two months withouta single cent from him.. and he said that! How very sensitive. Now I see clearly how God is punishing me for all my sins in the past.. He sent me my husband! I HATE MY HUSBAND!! I don't even care anymore- if he happens to see this blog.. too bad.. I HATE YOU as much as I HATE MY HAGGARD WITCH FROM THE WEST!! And if you think that I'm a bad wife for telling the whole world- then you marry him! And why I am stilll married to him.. because.. simply because I'm still trying to look for the part of me that used to love him. Maybe this is just a phase which apparently started even when I was pregnant with Dany... Stupid man! Stupid! Oh! I did get my shoes.. All seven pairs of them..Hahaha.. LEWRE warehouse sale! And this weekend LOREAL & MAYBELLINE! I can't wait!
Anyways- I still think I should resign despite whatever that they have told me- I mean- my husband doesn't seem to care- He's not going to get involve in this- but if I do resign and make sure the next job is nearby to his workplace- (which so far has generate no income whatsoever!). God. I'm supposed to bitch about the WITCH- instead I'm bitching about my husband! U see how I am now? I have to handle pressure at home, at work , at the shopping mall (when there's a sale!). Actually pressure at home only when my husband is around.. U see, this is why I can never call mim my hubby- I mean rarely. Because maybe it's a term of endearment and I don't think I can see him that way.. So normally I would refer him as my husband. In a nutshell.. I don't know what to do...