Damn, I love his style.

This song never gets old on me, plus he charms your pants off. :3

Today's update: K2 kiddos on the Hippo Tour bus to Chinatown.

(The girl leaning forward on the back of the seat actually vomited a while after this picture. Kesian.)

Saturday's update: Adventure Cove with one of my best girlfriends. :3

She refused to go snorkelling with the fishes behind us.

Rainbow Reef: I had a hard time trying to convince her. :(

Sweetest boyfriend update: A quick slideshow on the past two years.

This was probably because of my insecurity the other day. Sigh.

I have issues and I know it.

But this man is always ever so patient with me. :')

That will be all for today's post.

Sorry, just not in the mood to even rant. :(

Burgerfazzz

Salam!

I'm back with another recipe!! Yup yup, still gonna keep it up. Time to talk about something else other than my life and how I'm starting to feel tired of working life and wishing I could go back to doing stupid stuff in secondary school. Buttt..... anyway, here's the very simple recipe of my home-made burger!! Burger Daging style Ah Long Gong!

Okay NOT.

Moving on...

Onions, but must chop finer than this.

Like, really really small-ly diced.

Daging cincang!

I forgot how many grams this is though! Oops!

And little bit sprinkles of these above.

Okay, actually I only put oregano leaves and cajun.

The rest, I changed my mind after the photo but lazy wanna take picture again because tangan dah kotor.

After you mix them up, ball them up and flatten into patties like the above!

Then, pop them all in the freezer.

Make as many so that anytime you need it, just thaw it and fry it and burger it!

How I make my burger?

Burger bun.

1. Bottom of burger bun
2. Fried sunny side up egg
3. Cheese
4. The patty
5. BBQ sauce
6. Chilli
7. Top of burger bun

Tadaaa!

*hearts coming outta mah eyes*

So there you go! You're welcome and Salam! May you stay in the best of health always! :3

Love,
Fazzzz :3

Assalamualaikum!!

Yeah, it's been a pretty long time since my last post. I'm so sorry I've been so extremely busy. Even right now, I should be doing the freaking final assignment that will be due this Thursday. And heck, I don't even know how to get to AIC's new location at Paya Lebar. But, just a quick update.

My classroom's doing pretty okay. My K2s are pretty much driving me up the wall everyday but, I realised this week how smart they really are despite the...wild behaviour. Rachelle said my class are smarter than hers, so I guess it explains enough. Hahaha. Well, at least I've got good role models to set the examples for me whenever I need it. I've got this Chinese boy who is such a really good boy. You could call him the teacher's pet. He does his work very fast and all correctly. And after that, he volunteers to help me. Whether it's filing, or arranging worksheets, or helping to direct his friends' worksheets to the right box, he's there for me. While I mark their worksheets as they play, he'll just lean over me and watch. And he's such a cute boy! So small yet smart. He often tells me he doesn't want to play, and sometimes it makes me wonder whether my toys and activities are boring to him or he's just too smart. Hahahaha.

Now, let's talk about my EX-students. Everytime I walk past the K1s who knew me from last year, and the way they greet me excitedly, I miss them even more. Even though they're right in front of me, I still miss them. I miss being able to hug them anytime I want. I miss their endless chatter. I miss their cheerful laughter. Especially my N2-4. Wayn, especially. Everytime I pass by them, I regret taking on K2. I know I will eventually have to work with the teachers I don't like, but I just wasn't willing to do it with the same one this year again, after last year. Besides, taking K2 meant I'm at the last bay, away from gossip or drama. The only drama I will have is with Rachelle, and that's usually unexpected. And the one in the wrong is always me because of my freaking forgetfulness. Sigh.

I'm growing old. Well, of course I am! It's just that, it's faster than I thought it would be. My forgetfulness is getting worse. I FORGOT TO WASH THE TOYS ON FRIDAY. Happily went off because I was feeling TGIF after a stressful week. But this forgetfulness needs to be overcome ASAP. I can't afford to screw up. K2 parents are not to be messed with. Sigh. Why did I think of taking K2? Oh, because I didn't want to deal with the Missus for another year. Running away, you can call it. Pfft.

Hell, it's gonna be a busy week preparing for the Chinese New Year crafts. *smacks face*

Oh! My cousin, who married last September, is now expecting his first child! But the first trimester is not going too well 'cause Kak Fatila keeps throwing up to the point that it caused dehydration. When Kak Fazlina was getting engaged last Saturday, Abang had to go to the hospital to accompany Kak Fatila. :(

And now that Kak Fazlina is engaged (for 2 years), my relatives are now looking at me. I'm the only girl among the cousins who are my age. People are asking me when is my turn.

Seriously, if only getting married was that easy. I want a good future. For my family, and my future family. And in Singapore, it's not that easy. Let's not talk about it. :)

So my only answer is, when the time comes. :) 

Besides, I still have a lot more recipes to learn from my mom. Mom says cannot pass cooking, cannot marry. I'm taking her very seriously. >:(

Loving our new teachers wall display.

P told me the teachers find that I'm very photogenic.

I thought that maybe I just look the youngest around here.

So.... okay bye.

Meet Rachel, the best and most down-to-earth lecturer!

I will definitely miss her. Sigh.

Alhamdulillah! I've reached the finish line, officially, yesterday. The feeling was incredible, yet at the same time, I felt sad that it meant saying goodbye to the classmates I've grown to get used to seeing every morning.  Especially my closest gang. Fang Yi, my buddy, and Amielia and Shimah, who sit in front of us. I'll miss them the most because they're the ones who listen to my woes and who share the laughter with me. :'(

Now, I'm closing this chapter of my journey, and opening a new one. Today was the first day of working as a full time teacher and boy, was it tiring as hell. We had to help the workers move the boxes to Bay 2 because they were short of manpower. It was fine with me because seriously, gamelan instruments are way heavier than that. And besides, I've had experience with carrying heavy stuff and pushing them on trolleys. But the second time I had to push 4 boxes on the trolley, they fell in the middle of the road. I caused a jam of cars because of it but luckily, they were understanding about it cause I raised my hand to apologise. The banglas all ended up helping me hahahaha. Paiseh sia. They probably were thinking, "Alamak ni cikgu, dah la kurus lembik, nak step tolak 4 kotak." Hahahahaha!!!

My back hurts like crazy right now because I just got my period yesterday so the cramps come in full force today. Sigh.

So, here's the progress of the renovations for my classroom:

This was yesterday.  The place was a total mess. But they cleaned up today so, it's getting along fine. But the room is huge! Everytime I look at it, I stress myself out on how I'm supposed to decorate it. So today, when I had to go back there with my principal and the overall-in-charge-of-the-bangla-workers to choose which cabinet I want to have (you can see them in the picture. I chose the light cream one in between the brown and blue), I started to visualise on where my theme board would be, my weather chart and birthday chart, and so on and so forth.

It's so exciting yet nerve-wrecking! I waited one and a half year to finally OWN my OWN classroom. Hahahahahahahaha! Alhamdulillah, the wait was well worth it. :3

Okay, that's about it. Wish me luck as I embark on a newer journey as an early childhood educator. I'm nervous yet excited for the new school year! :D

Salam and may everyone be in the best of health! :3

Love, Fazz :3

Assalamualaikum!

Teacher Siti is feeling extremely stressed because renovation is almost done and she has no idea how to decorate her K2 classroom. Actually, she has an idea but, lacks the time and resources to get it down. Right now, she mostly focused on the learning centres' activities and task cards.

But, senyum saja. :)

I know I can do this. I always end up doing it better than I thought I would. It's just that, my spurts of creativity usually come at unexpected times instead of times that I actually need them. That's why I'm pretty stressed out because of it. But, gotta have faith. :)

Having a pretty bad headache right now. Sigh. I know I haven't been blogging much and I do need the space to vent out sometimes but my body just doesn't want to cooperate with me. I've been having very bad chest pain for the past one and a half week and it kills me inside. I can't laugh or talk loudly or just be myself, otherwise it'll hurt. But yesterday and today, it was gone, miraculously. I think I have to stop drinking hot tea. Mom said it's the one that makes your insides cold. So.... I've been drinking just semi-hot water. :)

That's about it. Haz is currently in London and I am so jealous. :(

I need a good break. Waiting for the next holiday: March.

Nah, December didn't feel like a holiday. >:(

Till my next post, InsyaAllah. :)

Half A Heart

Salam!

I thought I was gonna die today. After class ended today, all of a sudden, my chest squeezed in on me again. It's been happening too frequently, given the cold weather. So while I walked with my friends to the MRT, they all asked why I was so quiet. But that's because if I talk, or even laugh with them, I'd feel the pain. :(

All the way in the train to Lakeside, I tried to sleep. But the train was somehow moving to roughly, and every slight jerk made my chest hurt. I really don't know why I have this problem. The doctor said my heart was fine! >:(

So I immediately texted Ahmad about it, just to let him know (and also in case something happened to me along the way). I bought warm soya bean drink for the walk to his house but it didn't work. Even got the shock of my life when I saw a snake at the sheltered walkway from the MRT. Yes, a snake! Kind of like a tree snake. It was right in my path and zooming in on a bird on the grass. I was so terrified that I stopped and waited until the snake glided on the grass before I continued walking. Okay, pretty insignificant.

Anyway, I reached Ahmad's house safely but even as his mum started the session, I still felt the pain. I persevered on, because, well, just didn't want to trouble them with my pain. I just moved as minimally as I could. And as much as I just wanted to lie my head on the table, I just used my hand to support my head (LOL). Stress sia.

So when the whole session ended, his mum was in the kitchen preparing food, and that's when our dear Ahmad Mustaqim came in and gave me a big cup of hot, steaming milo. You know, whenever I had chest pain and I tell him about it, he'd tell me to drink something hot. Automatically. His theory is that I get chest pain because I'm cold. Or probably my insides are cold.

So when he put the hot milo on the table, I was like, "Is this for me?" In my head, I was like, "Please tell me this is for me." & when he said it was for me, I immediately drank it, even though it was kinda hot. Just needed the warmth.

& the pain gradually faded. It was faint, but still there. But the fact that he made the hot milo for me, it just touched me deeply. T.T

And not to mention the fact that during the ngaji session, I heard him azan for the first time. And it was so...... nice. It felt like his voice was touching the depths of my heart. :')

Thanks to him, I've learnt more in a year than I have in the past years. Blessed and thankful to have a figure like him in my life. :3

Anyway, this week, thanks to Kak Lina (one of my classmates), I learnt so much about parenting styles, and the kind of parent I want to be when I have my own kids. She gave a lot of tips (already has 3 kids) and also shared about her parenting style, the way she managed her children's behaviours as well as how she approached sensitive subjects like sexual education.

And I must admit, I really like her parenting style. If all my parents were like her, I swear, our classrooms would be peaceful everyday.

But the most important thing I realised that I learnt from her is her communication with her husband about how they raised their children. From the start, they discussed together about how they want to raise their children, what kind of punishment they would mete out, and they even tried the punishments on themselves first. I mean, this kind of husband-wife/father-mother communication is rare. Like, really, really rare. That's why I find Kak Lina just so, so inspiring. :B

Alright. What a nice long post. I have loads to do, starting with my classroom decoration. I went down to the school to see the renovation progress yesterday. And boy, have I loads to do because of the massive space I have now! Pretty excited and scared and nervous too! Hek hek. :B

Until my next post, InsyaAllah! Salam, and may you be in the best of health always! :3

Only half a blue sky

Kinda there - but not quite

I'm walking around with just one shoe

I'm half a heart without you

I'm half a man - at best

With half an arrow in my chest

'Cause I miss everything we do

I'm half a heart without you

& amidst all the mess, all I'm worried about is your safety.

You and your men who put yourselves in the line of danger.

For each and every shift, you have me always worried.

I'd spam your inbox just to make myself feel better.

But nothing comes back to me because you're so busy.

And that, I can understand.

But it sucks to be feeling this.

This restlessness.

I'm always so worried about you.

All I want is for you to be safe.

:(