Let the music takes you away...

As time flies, I had to go to Besut, leaving my work behind and yeah left an important document in the staffroom...
I even planned to arrive late at the meeting place.

Supposed to go at 8.30 the latest. And I arrived at 8.40...
And guess wut, I was the third to arrive out of 40 people.

Great, this is just great.

Even the GB arrived at around 9..... And the bus gets on the road nearly 9.40.....

Overall, I concur that this trip is a sad excuse for those female teachers (am sad to say, especially those from administrations) for a shopping trip without the bounds of their husbands. Oh yes, they enjoy Pasar Payang and Wakaf Che Yeh or sumtin (forgot the name) that one of them wasted like RM2k in one of those places alone! I've seen better and cheaper choices in Nilai 3.....

And yeah, the trip is originally meant to visit 2 schools. One school is in a teacher training institution in Terengganu. And the other is like a champion of the 3K contest. 3K stands for something like the clean and beautiful aspect of the school...

Okay, the first school doesn't entertain me much as the self proclaimed 'conducive learning environment' sounds too good to be true. The environment of the school, which is located inside the teacher training campus and half maintained by the campus, is nothing compared to those self proclaimed 'smart schools' in Putrajaya. And yeah, I've seen better. (Which refers back to the argument I had with the GB which she said I haven't seen enough. Well, I've seen better than that mam.

The second school did entertain me a bit. Well, for starters, GB said that this school is the best in the 3K thingy... Well, the school's GB in turn said, they lost to a school in Muar. The school in Muar, seems to me, is better as in the distance from JB and it's more beautiful than the one that we went to!

And yeah, if this is the most beautiful school in Malaysia, why do I think MRSM Balik Pulau is much more beautiful? Weird....

To add to that, there were about 8 male teachers. And 5 of them never slept whenever they stepped into the bus and they were laughing so loud that even the GB complained. Well, they cracked stupid sexual perverted jokes the whole trip and checking out chicks despite having a wife and kids waiting for each of them at home. Well, it's disgusting as their face is like second to a donkey! And they wolf-whistle girls. I'm really ashamed to be in the same profession as them.
And yeah, the stuff they talked about, I know more than them. It was so DISGUSTING to see these men in their thirties doing that. Maybe it is a disease that Malay men have. Well, not any Malay men, but those that didn't realize that they could not attract any lady with just their looks and charms.

So, to conclude, the trip is just a sad excuse for those who wanna be away from their husbands to waste thousands of precious money and for those who feels great pissing off other people.

Ah well, it's not only the bad things that I had during the weekend.

I met the bus driver again, and yeah he's friendly and agreed with me on lots of things. Such as how those male teachers were too noisy at around 2 am when people were sleeping and they were laughing soo loud that the drivers could hear them even though they sat at the last row of seats at the back of the bus.

Demm.

Ah yeah, I got to see beautiful orchids and eat lotsa prawns! ^_^





And I saw this funny sign in Kota Bharu hahahahaha IRONY!!!



Well, thank god the trip ended. And as a result? I got loads of unfinished work, three of my teeth are aching (got to see the dentist today and one had to be taken off tomorrow) and I got really out of my system due to some things... Hahaha, for those who knew, just keep a zip near to your lips lol.

And went to see Transformers yesterday which I think was overrated, no convincingly good storyline, no great finale battle and yeah, where the hell is Rodimus? I don't want to see those trying-to-be-cute-and-mute yellow Camaro! Seriously, Michael Bay needs to see how Star Wars builds up their climaxes and brought it into conclusions. The actions were great, but if its just the actions that is great, better off watching WWE.

And after that had some Banana Split despite my aching teeth.



And yeah, sorry to those who had to put up with my out-of-my-self yesterday hahaha.
Peace.
I'm out.

And it was a sweet dream...

It has been about 3 months since he left us.
And I have been missing him since.
Who wouldn't?
That cheeky snobbish horny cat has always been my favourite among his siblings.
And I still remember how I was depressed and couldn't do anything else but sulk for 2 days and how I'm not motivated for weeks and how Eton tried to comfort me and herself by being a mix of herself and Shoel. And guess that personality is stuck with her.

And last night, after hours of not being able to shut my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep.

And there, He was there.
He was being his normal self there.
I can see his short and a bit crooked tail he had.
I can feel his fur.
And I can caress him, hug him and kiss him like I've always did before.
And there he was being cheeky.

And it feels good seeing him again after all of this.
I miss you boy.

And I guess I'm spent!

Maybe the time is here.
The time I realized I'm not to be a government teacher.
The time I feel that I'm more suited to something else.
The more I look into it, the more I feel how fast I'm going to stagnate, just like those teacher we were warned not to be.

I feel like quitting now.
I am.
Maybe it's the weird system.
Maybe it's me.
Maybe it's how the people interpret it.
Maybe it's me.
Maybe it's just Malaysians, feeling good about a one time thingy.
Maybe it's just me.

People might wonder why does some people who spent years to study other stuff but in the end wanting to be a teacher. But me, I spent more than 5 years studying to be a teacher, not wanting to be one.

Don't get me wrong, I love teaching. But I hate being a 'SERVANT'. I hate being forced to do anything I don't feel like doing. Yeah I sound pampered. But that's me. Idk bout how ppl see me, as long as I have a happy life.

During my undergrad years, I was taught to change the system, bring the revolution to the system. Seems like the system sense this movement and decided to crush the seed before it manages to sprout a leaf.

Yeah, people might say this is a survival phase, whether I'm to survive it or not. I guess I will not survive. I'm choosing not to. I feel there's a calling for me. A greater calling for me out there.
Yeah.

Durian

Tanx to Norzie, I get to eat my first durians this year! And it's for free!
Reminds me tho about those 2 years abroad and not eating this thorny fruit.
Reminds me too of last year, where we bought durians and each of the brothers got one!
Reminds me also of how Shoel ate durians. Funny Eton doesn't like it.

Talking of Eton, now, after school hols, every morning at 6.30 to 7, she will wake me up, just to make sure I put her food in the container. She won't eat it until around 9 or so. Weird girl.

And a public apology to both Najib and Soya for not attending their wedding. I just couldn't not get out of school that day and I promise I'll make it up to u both somehow.

The way it is now...

It might seem trivial to others, but seriously, these are the things that made me hate my job.

1. I had to get out of school lots.

2. I am required to work on almost every Saturday.

3. I don't just teach, I do other stuff too.

4. Hypocritical environment. Colleagues just kept on showing their true self, one by one.

5. I'm forced to do this and that.

6. When I tried to be nice to the kids, I was put down for my effort.

7. When the results were not satisfying, they blame my incompetency, but they forgot the moment they forced me to go here and there and thus made me have only about a week of TnL session in a month, average.

8. I'm tired being the youngest.... Getting pushed to do this and that.

9. My health condition doesn't allow me to travel much, but the school doesn't agree with my health....

10. For this much of pay versus workload, I reckon I can get better by making Pide...

Seriously, am getting tired of this...

But one thing for sure, it's the kids' faces that made me stop when I'm about to write the resignation letter...

Is it worth it?

What a night

Planned to do some work... but guess I passed out..... hahaha

I want a bath tub...

Yes, I do!

Maybe a built in jacuzzi too....

I want to stay in the tub for hours and do stuff like play PSP or read books or pick my nose and stuff.

Will add some mind relaxing scent.

But then again, maybe I have to wait for like YEARS for it.....

I want a bath tub...