you stole my heart

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

been wanting to pen my thoughts down, but just didn't have the time to. in fact, plain lazy. im beginning to love my career, i do actually, since day 1 when i signed on the dotted line plus, minus, 4 years ago. but i just dread the whole picture of waking up feaking early for school. 7 years of 'morning' sickness is enough. i have the luxury of waking up at 6.30am since school is toooo near for me. it will be a lifetime for me, waking up early morning. i do love the school as well. the people. the food. the students. it comes in a package. and this Friday a half day, since EVG did well and better for the Os. FANTASTIC. on top of tt, Sunday's pay day and upcoming week is the March school holidays. DOUBLE JOY.

on another note, the pakcik had successfully cleared off his training and is now MR CISCO, which I totally am against with the job description and working hours. but for the sake of the buckaroos, im closing 1 eye. its affecting our personal life and hence some sacrifices on that have to be made. but HECK. im shagged from the debating. its REALLY wearing me out. but we made up since he FINALLY faced the reality of his work. i hope it will just stay that way.

and despite the hefty muching of junk foods and what nots, late night snacks and heavy supper, with little movement in the staff room, i weighed myself at Mak Esah's house. i was utterly shocked, loss for words, in disbelief, that i only weigh 46kg now. i lost FREAKING 3kg. no doubt some had been telling me im only left with bones, like a walking skeleton. i refused to believe. i chose to ignore cos of the fact im a HUGE eater. but it had been proven. it HAD. my goodness. is it my metabolism, my workload or my unnecessary stress that is draining my energy? till now, im taken aback. my mum was equally surprised. speaking of which, my mum had been lovely for making me eaither milo or hot chocolate, when i needed a drink, esp. when im down with tonnes of workload. in addition, she and my kid brother had been helpful in helping me cut out the pictures for my jigsaw puzzles, pasting cute little stickers on my ice-cream sticks and what not.

my MUM. she's amazing. TRULY indeed. although she had been strict in disciplining me, whacking me when i was little for the shits i did, the tigress that was well-known among my friends, cousins. practically EVERYONE. but as teenage years and adulthood caught up with me, she was a whole load different. at times, i felt she was being unfair to me for allowing my kid brother to have his ways. when back then, i was not given that liberty. but, i believe she had her reasons for that. she's my BEST FRIEND now. my SHOPPING MATE, my CONFIDANTE, my EATING PARTNER, my JOKES KAKI, in fact, my EVERYTHING till she had replaced my DEE. i used not to meet eye to eye with her, but this few years had been great. phewwww. my AWESOME mummy monster whom strangers will think she's my sister. either i look older or she looks younger. nyehhh.. afterall, she's my MUMMY MONSTER.