Me vs Samsung Galaxy W

HR came into the room as I was reading on the bed. Nothing major. Just lazy weekend. He smiled.

Which I thougt was meant for me.

I smiled back. He, then mumbled, "Hi, baby. Have you finished charging?"

"Huh?" I put my book aside. I continued my puzzled look, "Char- what?"

"Oh. I was talking to my phone." He pointed at the phone charging on the bed next to me.

Ouch!

My mama

The other day, I received a BBM from my mama,
     
      'Mama dah lepas level 32.'

Cute, no?

She is so tech savvy at the young age of 50something. I ain't telling.

She recently celebrated her birthday, her wedding anniversary  and her one-year-surviving-heart-operation. I'm so proud of her.

Love the fact that I'm hers.

Out the window

Now that I am listening back to all the cliched 90's that I love I feel empowered. Lol.

I just realized that everytime I sing along to the cheesy songs, I must be looking out the window to the nothingness. Lame-O.

I am all about the cliche.   

On the other note, apparently HR's method did not work. Because I fell asleep during the drive anyway.f

HR trying to be cute

I was reading this spesific entry from ThePinkStilettos when HR was cramming his head to join me. He likes to butt in my view when I ignore him for too long. He was nodding his head like he truly understood.

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As we were going home from our movie date, he suddenly said, “You don’t need to cook tonight. I’ll make us dinner and do the dishes”.

I am like, "What?" Thinking that I already fed him before we go out and I'm sure he was full.

So he explained his peculiar behaviour. "I thought the girls like it when men said stuff like that."

"Yeah. Only when he meant it. And actually did it" Me - rolling my eyes.

"Oh, here I thought you girls only like listening to those stuff."

Learn and don't complain

I rarely talk about my current school.

Though I am making close friends here, I find the school bearable. Something that I have to get up for but not looking forward too, not chirpy kinda way.

I am a class teacher - Like duhh~ To a very hyperactive always talking class. I am teaching almost 30 periods per week and the school ends at 2.30pm. Boring~

It was PMR week right. And I don't feel a thing. Like some teachers are so nervous and wanting to know the questions, I am not. I am closed with my F3 kids here. 

However, yesterday, I'm in charge for taking care of the PMR kids in my school. Ketua Guru Bertugas somemore. Me and my teams are supposed to ensure their safety, attendance and others.

Under my care, there were a lot of incidents. I'm not proud of but I'm sharing because it is something you might want to learn from.

#1

A student came with t-shirt KoQ. In the midst of many teachers, I have no idea who asked the student to change but he went back to change and did not come for the first paper. I was nervous wreck. I was busy doing something else and only then I realized. We called the parents who were at work and couldn't care less. As teachers, we should not do that. Just let the students enter the hall and only the Ketua Pengawas can/should do anything about it.

#2

Another student accidently pooped his pants. Like WTF moment but crisis need to be handled.

He is not so bright student so his is so ashamed of the incident. Me and some friends rushed around the school looking for extra pants for the poor kiddo. He took his time changing. Perhaps he is more shy than anything else. It did not help me when the Ketua Pengawas called me about the missing kid whereabouts. I had to tell him we had a poop incident. 

He managed to go in the hall within the 30 minutes time frame. Just barely.

Ahh ~ Experience is the awesomest teacher.

#3

During the lunch break, after letting the students off to find food and reminding them about prayers time I went and have a break. Little did I know I was supposed to be there in flesh in the surau and made sure each and everyone prayed. I should had known but I didn't. 

And unlucky me, during that tiny frame of time that I left them to chill, there was a fight between the PMR kids. One boy got a punch. Thank God just one punch and that's it. He was all bengkak taking his Geography paper. And he managed to answer it without complaining much. It was a fight about motorcycle and borrowing without permission thing.

Other than that, everything went smoothly. I think.

Moving forward

I totally notice that most of my ramblings are revolving around me, HR and married life. That's like my current happiness.

So far, that's life for me. Also, girls day(s) out. And, teaching.

Nowadays, I find teaching and lesson planning to be a dread. Might be because the students which are totally different from my GM bunch. Or the environment which is so exam-oriented. Or maybe the fact that I spend at least 8 of my waking hours in school alone, making me refuse to think about school outside of it. 

Or maybe I don't have my side-kick Felicia with me whom I can depend on most of the time and whom I can plan awesome activities with. Or maybe my English Panel used to be more happening than current one.

It also got to do with missing my GM clan - Saqinah, K.Ay, Syaz and Aiman.Planning events which mostly revolved around eating and dieting. Sometimes at the same time. =)

While I love my current life, I do miss the old one~

 

Clasped

The other night HR was holding my hand tightly. Too tightly in fact that I thought my bone might crash. 

"Why? Are you afraid?" It was midnight. We were alone after a movie in a deserted cinema.

"Yeah. I'm afraid of losing you."

Roles and Rolla

Almost all my girls keep asking me hows its like getting married. I shared my stories but I guess its different for everyone because I married my best friend, HR. 

 
Basically, it is about adapting and communicating.  

We are both raised with different styles, roles and set of beliefs.  

We need to learn and accept them. Adapt. Communicate.  

For example, HR is prone to do last minute things while I like to plan, plan and plan somemore. I would not leave anything to chances. He adapts to my quirks of making to do list while I leave some aspect to suspense and surprise.   

While he never weeds in his life, he has to learn to now cause I am too busy in the kitchen. We communicate our roles. Mostly, it is give and take. I learn to cook his favourite dishes while he discovers my tedious ways of doing the laundry.   

I hide his t-shirts that I don't like whereas he learns to put his belongings in specific place that has been assigned to him. Keys hang there. Balls of used socks over the shoes.   Markers and pen on the drawers. Remote on the TV cabinet.   

I have to understand his fondness of loud music and provide him with ample guitar time. Or else he couldn't function. He lets me be out and about with my girls because that's just me. 

I always keep this in mind,     

   

                      "Don't try to change him to be what I want."