Tuesday, September 25, 2007
PREP-ARATION

there has to be a change of strategy this raya. size before colour.

this mummy is so petite that getting baju kurungs in her size is a perennial problem. ok lah, i have to admit ever since i gave birth, it's no more XS for me haha! now i fit S very nicely (thanks to expanded tummy and waistline), so getting a baju kurung is not as troublesome as before. even so, i have to find the right kind of cutting ~ some S sizes are a tad too gedoboh.

so... find the correct size i have (during a quickie trip to yokoso on a weekday), and i ended up with 3 (very nice) pairs! takyah nak alter lagi, except maybe i have to lipat the kain a bit. brown, beige and green, quite an earthy mix. it's now up to the hubby to choose the colour he wants for the first day before we make that 2nd trip to geylang to get baju melayu for him and the boys.

i'll be adopting this painless process for the rest of my rayas. sure makes life a lot easier.

the husband is at home now, painting the house! virgin attempt hokayyy, berkobar-kobar member! oklah so it's not the whole house, just the olive green wall in our living room. after 2 years of clashing with the brown sofa, it's time for it to go. he was dying to paint the living room crimson red, but i told him to postpone the crazy idea at least till we get the sofa sorted out to black or something. we'll spend raya 2007 in a neutral-looking house, takpe. save the dramatics for 2008.

the house is so berkerak i cannot take it already. with no maid and no time on my hands to execute proper housework (coupled with a false sense of "i can do everything on my own cos i'm a damn superwoman"), the house is in desperate need of the china amahs on wheels! i.need.people.to.scrub.the.daki.away. *cringe cringe*

ok i want to go home now. tolong laki cat rumah, if he's nice. :p

:: rouge @ 1:18 pm :: ::


Tuesday, September 18, 2007
VELCRO BABIES

that's what my twins are turning into.

whenever the husband and i come over my parents' after work, the twins will be stuck to our hips until they go to sleep. every time we leave the playpen to go to the toilet/kitchen, a big drama will usually ensue. lungs at maximum capacity, tears at maximum velocity! if they stayed quiet at the sight of us leaving for punggol back when they were younger, now they tug and claw at the gate, and scream for the whole block to hear! like my mum said, "takot kena tinggal lagi."

kena tinggal. that's my kids' daily routine.

i don't blame them for acting out. as it is, they spend so little time with the both of us. by the time we reach my parents' from work, it is close to maghrib. we'll play/feed/bathe/read/put them to sleep before leaving for home at midnight (sometimes even later if we have work to do on the pc). kadang-kadang tu both of us penat sangat sampai tertido dalam playpen (lepas tu bangun terkejut pukul 5 pagi, kelam-kabut balik rumah, terus siap pegi kerja). it's like that every day. it's a pretty vicious cycle. the kids only enjoy the luxury of sleeping at home on fridays and saturdays cos by sunday noon, they'd have to be shipped back to their grandparents' house. why? cos of my damn marking and lesson planning.

if you really look at it, saturday is the only full day i get to spend with the kiddies. and sometimes there are too many places to go, too many relatives to please that it's not possible to accommodate everybody. turning down invites is a norm when our schedule gets a bit too tight. sometimes when we don't turn up for some makcik's jemputan or party pyrex for that matter, all forsaken for some quality family time, we are deemed unreasonable (not that i care, really). i'd rather watch reruns of the backyardigans with the damdils or show them a porridge-making demo in the kitchen.

i don't blame them for becoming velcro babies (although it can get a tad tiring when you're at a social gathering); i think they're simply deprived of their parents' presence. the sept school holiday was sooooo great for me cos i got to have them at home for close to a week!! a normal experience for other mums but a precious-nak-mampos time for me. tak payah nak pergi exotic overseas destination sumer, duduk kat rumah 24 jam dengan anak sendiri dah cukup bagos, haha!

and that's why i want this year to whiz past quickly. i want my kids back at home. safe under my ketiak. they're growing up too fast and i wouldn't want any more regrets.

on another note, the velcro babies are in serious need of a haircut.





dah jadi girls.

:: rouge @ 9:16 am :: ::


Tuesday, September 11, 2007
ENOUGH

9 months into the job and i've had enough. it was really a big mistake on my part to return to the scene of the crime. BIG, stupendous mistake.

if not for the fact that i'm helping out the family financially, i would have bid my adieu months ago. now, job or no job, i'm leaving at year end. not only do i have to endure the role of a weekend mum, the thankless ingrates i face day after day really kill every ounce of motivation that i have to teach. this current breed is really something else. what kind of children would purposely defecate in plastic bags and throw them into classrooms for the hell of it? what kind of human beings would intentionally smear their own faeces on toilet seats just to make the school cleaners work overtime? what kind of students would unapologetically turn down a teacher's plea for help with her heavy equipment? what kind of 13-year-olds would push and shove female teachers around when told to keep quiet (and then threaten them with a penknife)?

all that bad press on educators in our daily papers? one-sided baloney. i think MORE harm is being done to teachers than students, it's just that the very idea of immoral, ruthless teachers sell better press! and the thing is, our hands are tied most of the time, whatever disciplinary problems we face will be taken care of by the "higher powers" who more often than not, will pander to the parents' demands and complaints (stakeholders mahhhh) so the kids usually end up scot-free.

well, i'm disillusioned for the 2nd time. lost my faith in the system totally. if previously i told myself to never say never , this time i can confidently say, NEVER EVER AGAIN. sumpah. i rather drink rat urine.

i say it's time i devote my time to my own kids, so that they don't grow up to be thankless ingrates yang macam takde mak bapak. especially after what happened in one of my classes today. enough lah. no teachers on the face of earth deserve students like that.

:: rouge @ 12:39 pm :: ::