Saturday, January 28, 2012

Why do you have to throw a wet blanket on my dreams?

What do you make of someone who keep on repeating the same thing at every juncture? If I were to hear it one more time, I could probably speak-a-long with. What I find strange is when that person don't seem to realize that. Or maybe they do realize it but buat muka seposen repeating it in hope you'd telan bulat-bulat.

Don't you get a sense of déjà vu? Because I surely do. I believe it is being spoken at least thrice a year!

If that person think I'd just sit and listen... again... Well, don't get your delusion bite you in the arse when you realise you're sitting there all by yourself.

There's a saying that you can't make the same mistake twice. It is definitely not a mistake when you do it multiple times now, is it? You chose to 'make' those mistakes. You know this, ya? Because each time I point it out, you ignore me. And to say that you 'dah sedar' and will 'buat betul-betul' this time -- puhlease! Don't make me laugh.

Although, I actually did LOL-ed. It was just too funny! I mean, I so expect that from you.

SIGH!


Akak letih la uols. Please don't say I didn't try. I think I have tried and wished and prayed so hard for it, that this failure (again) left me with a broken heart. Not emo lah, but... I dunno. Hard to explain this feeling. It's like I redha that it will just not happen as I hoped. I'm not even angry any more, just felt like being let down in a big way.

Like, major. Huge. Ginormous.

Good luck to you in finding your own way in this world.


xoxo


Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Somebody That I Used To Know

People!

I'm obsessed with this song and the band -- Walk off the Earth! Found it via Cory Monteith's tweet the other day. This is actually a cover version. Original artist was Gotye (yeah, have never heard of him before either) and you can view his very cool music video whilst listening to the original song here.

I just love this version. Simple with powerful vocals.




 
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
I told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember
 
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over
 
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
 
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know
 
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
I used to know


Awesome, right?

Thank you.




xoxo

Saturday, January 21, 2012

I know I say people suck, but I didn't mean it literally.

Awesome 4-day weekend and a brand new wireless keyboard and mouse. I am thisssssss close to complete the desktop computer project. I could finish it this month but an opportunity to pay off one debt took priority.

One down, two more to go and I. am. free!

Today, I want to rant about what happened to me yesterday. Talk about sucky people customer service.

I missed the semester registration a week or two back, and seeing that the semester starting next weekend, I thought I'd go complete the registration as well as collect my manuals. I'm not sure I've stated it here before but I've taken up PTPTN loan to cover the rest of my course. By right, my status in the university system should have changed to reflect this.

So off I went after lunch, all the way from KL to Bandar Baru Bangi. And it being a Friday, the traffic was pretty heavy. The journey had never been that long and far! Sampai lutut dan pinggang ku sakit dan lenguh-lenguh. Maklum la, dah tua.... :-p

I wasted three hours of my life!

First, I couldn't complete the registration neither can I collect the books because I'm supposed to pay the minimum payment first. My status in their system has not changed and no, they can't do anything about it because it all depends on the system whether or not it can allow me to collect the books. And even though I am 'sponsored' I still need to fork out my money first.

WTF. I wasn't prepared for this, I had no cash of that amount with me. You might be wondering if I should have called the centre first. I had. But no one answers the call or my darn emails!

After that, I went to queue for the book voucher collection. Oh, you couldn't believe it because I didn't, but my name was not on the list. Why? Because I haven't registered two weeks ago, so I have to wait for the second batch.

WTF! It was never stated as such in their announcement about that. I was seeing red! They just refused to do anything and was being very condescending about it. Like, as if I'm a kid.

Hello? I may be your student but I am an adult who pays my tuition fees to you. I am still a paying customer. I wish they stop treating us like we're 19 or something.

So yeah. Three hours of nothing. I now have to sort out the fee payment thingy. Rasa macam dah tak de mood dah ni.

xoxo

Sunday, January 8, 2012

I want music and dancing and secondhand smoke!


No, no. Not really. 

The first 3 days of school was taxing for me but it went as smoothly as can be. I have never felt so tired in doing the school run before. Probably I'm out of practice? On Wednesday, I walked Mira to her class and helped her locate her classmates at the hall. They've changed some things this year, thus there was a little bit of confusion.

I stayed the whole day there, lined up at the bookshop to buy some books, bought some school supplies, spoke to her teacher, chat with some mothers, enrolled her art class for this year, etc. I know she's in standard two and all, but I want to be involve and I wanted to be visible to her teachers. I want to build relationship with them and for them to know that they can approach me if there's anything a matter with my girl.

After school we rushed to Hartamas for her learning skill assessment appointment. This is a two-hour sessions broken into two parts -- one on Wednesday and another on Thursday. We'll know the result in 10 days. I'm open to anything but I pray for nothing severe.

I browse through the assessment form submitted by her tutor and I'm kinda sad to learn a few new things about her. Mostly on some of the social challenges that she has to face. I do wonder how it impact her emotionally because she has never complained or spoke to me about it. Whenever I ask, everything is well and rosy and that she likes her friends a lot.

It's sad really, how I can't protect her from it. Sometimes I'm faced with this dilemma to either cushion her all the time at all costs or allow her to deal with the situation on her own because this is real life. She needs to learn and neither can I protect her forever.

Sigh.

On Thursday, after making sure she has settled in, I left to run some errands. I heard a funny story how 5 standard one kids got lost and joined a standard two class. When the teacher had called all the names on the roster, these 5 young students' name weren't on the list. Lol.

There was also an incident on Wednesday, during recess. A tiny little girl trying to buy food but was so intimidated by the crowd that she cried, not knowing how or what to do. So pitiful. Kenapa la her parents tak helped guide her for at least one day. Primary school is different than a kindy la kan -- it has their own rules, protocols and procedures.

I was rather free on Friday -- just dropped Mira off in front of her school and then shoot off home (to continue sleeping). I'm so proud that she can do that now. The whole of last year, I walked with her to the front gate every day. If we're too early, I'll walk with her all the way to her class. But this year, we can do the drop-off thing. Cool!

But Friday was the first day of her new routine.

After school, I sent her to the day care/KAFA school. And then I went home. I received a call from her at half past five that she has safely arrived at her tuition centre. When I picked her up at night, in the car she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and sigh and said 'Mengaji best, Bibu!'. And she proceeded to tell me about her day.

I'm glad. Hahaha. But then again, that was only her first day. We'll see how she fare next week. Also, her gymrama and art class haven't started yet (in February, after Chinese New Year), so it's not really her full schedule until we can factor those two in.

But I think she'll be ok :-)


xoxo

Monday, January 2, 2012

Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.

Happy new year 2012!

There was a moment of worry when I suddenly wondered if I made any resolutions last year. I've checked and I can tell you that I've failed. Who am I kidding? I'll never wear them blingies unless I have to! I don't even have a wristwatch. Perhaps I should get one for my birthday?

I haven't thought of any resolution for this year.

Anyway, my lust for the Tab has been squashed and the so-called tanduk has quietly retracted into its place. How so? I had to fork out some unaccounted for incidental charges and fees. It all started with Mira's tuition and then I had to fix the car door...

When I met her class teacher in November, we had a chat about Mira's progress. I worry for a bit, pondered about it and came to a decision that we need help. I wish I can tutor her myself but really, I'm not a good teacher and neither have I the patience. So, it's either I let her be and we face the consequences of this lax later in life or I fix it now and probably make her hate me forever.

It just so happen two weeks prior Mira's BFF's mom told me about a centre she found which provides daily tuition nearby her housing area. I went to check it out and liked what I saw as well as their method. Not only the session is daily, it will help teach her studying skills and discipline. I decided we should try it to see if:

  1. she likes it; and 
  2. if she can cope with four hours of study.


I enrolled her in November to start in December. Before that, I spoke to her 'Aunty bus' to discuss about transportation if I were to let her continue once the school reopens. She said she is willing to drive her to the centre and we'll discuss the fee at the end of the next month. With that sorted out, I went ahead with the registration.

I am pleased to report that she likes going there and always look forward to spend her day there. During the school holidays, her tuition starts at 10 AM and finishes at 2 PM. I send and pick her up every day -- thanks to my flexi hours I'm able to do that. And the centre is about 15 minutes drive from my office via DUKE.

Last week, I spoke to the 'Aunty bus' again to finalise the fees and such. Unfortunately, our previous agreement fell through. She won't be able to arrange transport for Mira from her Atuk's house to the centre. She also commented on how Mira is still too young and the daily tuition will be taxing for her. I understand her concern, I wish she understood mine too! But I digress.

I was very disappointed she backed off from our agreement and it put me in a dilemma. Seeing how Mira likes the place, I want her to continue going there. But without someone to ferry her around, it is impossible to continue. I can't rush in time to pick her up from her Atuk's to drive back to KL for that. The traffic wouldn't allow it!

Then I remembered a transit house I saw nearby my cousin's which is within the centre's area AND nearby my office. If I send her there I am able to pick her up after work to send her for her tuition. So last week I made an appointment with the principal to check the place out.

Turns out, the supposed transit house is also a private KAFA school. Ada mengaji, hafazan, kelas fardhu ain, kelas jawi dan bahasa Arab. Lunch and tea included. On top of that, they provide transport to send the kids to school, kelas agama, tuition, etc. after the KAFA classes. Syukran! Allah has answered my 2-year search at last for a kelas mengaji.

I paid the registration and 1,001 kind of fees to the school. The initial fee was expensive but from next month onward it shouldn't be that much of a burden any more. I will have to drive Mira from school to the house for now until I find a suitable transport for her. Most of the bus operators out of her school send pupil to this area, so I'm not that worried. It would be cheaper compared to what I'm paying the 'Aunty bus' now, too.

So next year, Mira will no longer take the 'Aunty bus' home and neither will she spend all her days at her Atuk... which makes him sad.

I suppose her weekday will be long, hence, her Atuk's worry if she can cope. School in the early morning, KAFA from half past two to five, tuition from 6 PM to 10 PM. But the journey is short, that'll be a small relief compared to if she were to travel to/from her Atuk's. I also plan to let her take the art classes again, so she will have to skip KAFA on Wednesdays.

However, once she started to show any signs of distress, I'll think of something else. So far, she's rather tough and very resilient. I mean, she's gone through 3 ballet classes back-to-back a handful of times back then, and then pergi ukur Mid Valley and Gardens mall without a complain. LOL!


xoxo