Who Took the Cookie from the Cookie Jar?

I tried to not tell this to anyone. Because I'm afraid it will only get worse.
But I can't.

I hate most of my students. I despise them. Not only are they ridiculously dumb, but also ruthlessly rude. What with the attitude man??

I've tried everything. Pragmatic? Laid back? Autocratic? Be nice and listen? Ignore-and-I don't-care-about-you? You name it. Even if it works, it would be only temporary.
(Oh wait! I think ignore-and I-don't-care-about-you at least helps me to stay sane *big grin*)

Breath in. Breath out. Relax.

Come on... Ukenduittttttt Laydee!

.....

(Okay, insert positive word in your head)

Happy. Happy. Happy
(Is it working? No?)
Happy. Happy. Happy.
*the chanting goes on*

.....

I know Christmas is still few months away, but if you happen to see him loitering around your window at night, please send my wish -

" Dear Santa,
Please give me the biggest present ever. Please change my students' attitude. I do not mind they are THAT stupid. That is my job to fix. But please, with that attitude? I don't even think they can go far.

Desperate and badly tortured educator,
The Laydee"

Happy. Happy. Happy.
(Why is it still not working?)
Happy. Happy. Happy.

Oh Allah, my passion for teaching is wearing thin :(

Ouch, It Hurts Man!

I believe that by now, the workload is taking its toll on all of us.
Those who are not genetically born with clean, glowing skin should be having acne problem every now and then due to the burdening stress.
I admit that I am one of those unlucky person =(
Few years back while I was stressing up with tons of assignments, I did some readings and watching some Youtube videos on how to decrease if not prevent it from getting worse.
I found out an amazing DIY mask that helps to cure the acne and red blemishes.
Here, I want to share this simple DIY mask with you.
Who knows it might work on you too =)

Do you know that aspirin (yes, the painkiller) is amazing for your skin?
Medical studies have shown that aspirin, which is made out of salicylic acid also known as Beta Hydroxy Acid (BHA), is a good exfoliator that removes the dead skin cells off and allowing the new skin to regenerate.
This spells a good, inexpensive way to reduce acne!
And oh, it could also prevent skin cancer!

Disclaimer: DO NOT try this mask if you are allergic to aspirin!

So, what do we need for this DIY mask?

• 3-5 tablets of non-coated aspirin
• 3 drops of honey
• A few sprinkles of water
• Facial toner
• Facial moisturiser

1) Take 3-5 aspirin tablets on a saucer
2) Sprinkle (I really mean sprinkle) a few drops of water
3) Wait until the tablets dissolve by themselves as shown in the picture
4) Add a few drops of honey. Mix them until it forms a sticky, grainy mixture. *If you are allergic with honey, substitute it with aloe vera*
5) Apply the mask on your face and wait for 10 minutes before you rinse it off in circular motion to exfoliate your skin.
6) Apply toner and moisturiser.
7) Your skin should feel extremely soft and smooth by now.

Note: Use this mask once or twice a week, depends on your skin. Do not over do it because your skin will grow tolerant to this mask.

Still confuse?
I know some of you still need visual help to enhance your understanding (I'm joking) :p
Here's the video of the girl that inspires me to try out this mask.
Good luck, son!

No Worries, Mate!

Being a teacher in Malaysia does not spell a half day work with easy pay by the end of the month like most of the Malaysians assume.

It means dealing with aggressive students and parents, endless paperwork, handling a long list of co-curricular activities, tons of irrelevant chores and finally a tinge of teaching.
In short, Malaysian teachers are not teachers, but can be categorized as super multitasker if not supermen and superwomen.

However, there is a thin line between Saya yang menurut perintah dan Saya yang kena perintah.
I'm going to share some tips on how to be a selective worker.
Yes, I am still new in this profession, but can be considered as veteran in dealing with 'parasites'.

Saya yang menurut perintah:

• The list of responsibilities is written in black and white. And if you are lucky to work with professional individuals, your work will be assigned and elaborated in a formal meeting.
• The sheet is signed by the authorities. When I say authorities here, it means the KJs who have the power to strangle your neck if they do not like your quality of work, abuse your emotional by delaying your pay, 'forget' to approve you as DG41 and worst of all kick you out of the school.
• If you are being assigned by any of these authorities, you better gear up and finish off the work.
  
• Why? Put on your spectacles and re-read point no 2.

Saya yang kena perintah:

• The list of responsibilities is piled up on your shoulder verbally or written (yes, via an SMS or stick-on notes).
  
• It is not signed by the authorities. And of course, no formal meeting needed.
  
• You meet these self-proclaimed KJs at the canteen or while you're rushing to your next class. Worst of all, while you're washing your hands in the toilet.
• If they do not bring the task with them, they will ask you to go to their rooms before a certain time (depends on their availability)
• This, my friends, is Saya yang kena perintah. For your own sake, find creative ways to avoid these parasites.
  

*While washing my hands in the sink, rushing to the next class*

@!@ : Norzie... hah, nasib baik jumpa. TESL kan?
Me : Ye, kenapa kak?
@!@ : Ni, mintak tolong translatekan survey tu jadi BI. Tak banyak, 15 pages jek. Minggu depan nak gune nih. Alah, lupe nak bawak pulak, sebab tak sangke boleh jumpa kat tandas ni. nanti pegi bilik akak sebelum Hari Jumaat, siap sebelum Rabu yek. Tau, jangan lupe tau.
Me : *smiles sweetly* Ok, bebila free saya dtg. (Surely I won't pass by your room before Friday)
@!@ : Oh ye, lagi satu, esok tolong ganti akak jage bebudak latihan rumah sukan. Akak ada hal la, nak jaga kendarat orang kahwin.
Me : Esok ye? Nama saya ada ke dlm list tu?
@!@ : Takde, alah, tolong2 la ye. Akak ada hal la.
Me : *starts imagining myself turning into green, chopping her head off* Tengokla camana kak, esok saya ada latihan memandu. Tak boleh tukar sesuka hati, nanti lambat la saya dapat lesen. (No, this is a big fat lie. Mine is scheduled in March)
@!@ : Alah, try call la sekolah memandu tu, mane tau bole tukar.
Me : *squeezing, fit her in the nearest toilet bowl*
Ok, no worries. Ada kelas ni, saya pergi dulu

See... use your creativity to brush them off. Till then, toodles!

Running in Reverse, You Change Not

Dear X,
One thing you should have known is that I am a human with feelings.
And you should have noticed that my quietism is only a facade.
A facade to fight the urge to show the neatly wrapped loathing.
My unrequited love is no longer there.
What's there is just sympathy.
From a human to another human (if you're still one).

Only my belief in God that keeps me tolerate your brainless utterances.
Irk me more not, 'coz the limit is almost at its brim.
Change, and you'll be loved back.
Change, 'coz you will need the love, soon.

I'm still young, strong and independent.
You should worry if I turn my back to you.
That, is what you should worry, really.

I have had enough.

Slurpee Is The Way and Less Share For You.

So, how is my life since I started working?

I don't need to drive around to find a house to rent.
I don't need to fork out lots of money for my own bills.
I don't need to buy raw ingredients to feed myself.
I don't need to use my savings to buy basic necessities for my home.
And no, I don't have a sugar daddy.

So, what makes my life sounds so convenient?

Damn straight, you're right!
I've been sent back to my own hometown.
I am posted to a high school that just takes 10 minutes drive from my very own home.

So, am I happy?
YES:

• EDITED (I forgot to mention this?): My other half is just 3 hours away from me :D
  
• I could save tons of money for my car down payment.
• I save myself from the troubles of finding a house to rent, furniture etc.
• I don't have to pay the bills. At least for the time being.
• I can spend more time with my family.
• Which also means emergency cases will be attended a.s.a.p
  
• I am already familiar with the place. Be it my house or working area.
• All the staffs in my school are very kind and helpful.
  
• I only need to do the house chores and cooking during weekends.
• And oh, did I mention my sister has a small food stall in front of my house? =d

LOVE LIFE + FINANCIAL+ SECURITY + FOOD GALORE = SETTLED

NO:

• I was ready to be independent due to some personal reasons. When I mentioned about challenges in this entry, never once it crossed my mind that I will be sent back to my very own safe zone. I don't know about you, but this kind of scratches my self-confidence.
• My school is listed as the second last in the district for 2008 overall results. Numerous spot checks are being done by the authorities to the teachers. Why?
  
• Since this is the place where I grew up, I kind of knew the students' attitude in the school that I'm being posted to. And yeah, I am correct. It isn't a school, but just another place fulls of Ah Bengs and Ah Lians that proudly call themselves as gangsters or ahli kongsi gelap.
• Do you think gangsters have interest in study, namely anything - anything at all?
• So, if most of my clients are not interested to buy my products even though they are obliged to visit my shop everyday, am I actually selling anything?

EMOTIONAL =
I think I really need to increase the dose of Russell Peters for my woozy soul!

You've Got Me Popping Another Champagne, I'm At It Again

This simple question keep floating in my mind since yesterday, right after I packed that bundles of recyclable sheets of trees.

Looking at the scheme of works, tons of lesson plan, mountains of sleepless-night-assignment, I sighed to myself.
I know that I'm going to miss this.
Heck, not the assignments of course.
The uni life, that is.

This photo is taken from here

Next week will imprint a new phase of my life.
My three months practicum experience is enough to mirror my life for another four years to come.
I have to wake up early every weekday, burn my brain cells to the bits in attempts to enlighten the next generations that are trusted in my hands.
Look enthusiast and ready everyday while struggle with never ending inefficiency and depression.
Not to mention that some of my weekends might be burn too.

No more karaoke during weekends.
No more watching movie every Wednesday.
Less dating with My Man.
Less Mamak nights with wonderful friends.
Less time spending in Borders, sipping my favourite coffee while enjoying the brilliant John Grisham's.
Yes, that three months had taught me that uni life is far better than what I am going to face for the next four years.

I'm not whining, neither regretting the future that lays upon me.
The comfort zone as a student is slowly loosing its wrap around me.
I know soon I have to pay my own bills, lead my own life, seek my own solution to every obstacle that may come to my way.
But I have no choice, I guess.
More responsibilities as I become more mature.

So, am I ready?

Not 100 percent, but I'll give my best shot.
Any soft blow might shake my world, at first.
But I also believe, what does not kill me will only make me stronger.
So Laydee, you better suck it up.
Forget about your worry and strife against the notorious funk.
Say "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Me ready to strive! Woooooohooooo!"
=)