its the jurong bird park entry.

salamz. olaz olaz olaz. i went to the jurong bird park for 2 straight days n im proudly going to say it now tt im goin again tmr. this time round wit the playgroups n the k2s. im gonna stick wit my pgs onie as handling tt bunch of k2 kiddos is a murder suicide.

the nursery din get to ride the monorail. coz on tt day it wasnt working. but it was a lucky day for the kindergarten 1 jz now as they got the chance to ride the monorail. but its jz tt the mother natures are jz not on their side. it rained heavily while we're watching the all star bird show. the parrot namely amigo was singing the rrrrrasa sayang song n it was raining heavily. n ohh ya me always being very comical when im in a very good mood, they said tt i made a very good resemblance of amigo. coz i sang tt rrrrasa sayang song thru amigo's version n i sounded alike. peh. took tt as a compliment tho. well i dun left wit any choice ey? heh.

altho they din get the chance to tour the whole of jurong bird park, but at least they get to ride the monorail n get to view all the birds above the sea level. it was a breath taking view from up there tho. the kids were bz pointing here n there. n im the onie one attending to 5 kiddos answering all their qns in which i end up not knowing how to answer them. but it was fun tho. the rapport was there eventho i never really actually taught them. they enjoyed very much when we stopped by the world of darkness before we returned to school. tts when they got to see the different types n species of owl. those large eyes. beautiful feathers. simply adore their huge round eyes. after the whole of penguin thingy n the owl visiting, we went to the entrance n wait for our bus to head to school. i love this part the most.

took the same bus wit fee n the rest of the kiddies. me n mai made an utterly fool of ourselves. as usual i sang tt rrrrrrasa sayang song. pass by fiq's HQ. talk talk bout nonsensical stuffs. mostly our conversation jz now was illogical lor. but the hot one was bout this amigo parrot n wat happen when it dies n i have to replace him. all tt crapness la. damn u mai. we laugh all the way from jurong to woodlands. some kiddies slept all the way. some join in the fun n laughter tt we the teachers were having. it was a great experience. before i board the bus i swallowed a paracetamol. extra one i wud say. so tts the outcome i tink.

after all the kids gone home, me too head home. kinda sad coz till today the pay is still not in yet. i dun mind tho if its late n it comes together wit the term bonus. but i dun like when its late n the term bonus is not there. im gonna turn myself into a very furious ugly monster. *waaaahhhhhhhhrggh* actually i wanted to sound rather brutal. but i tink me being the oh so gentle one. so ya the brutality is not there.

i was bloghopping jz now from hyrul anuar to haz's. u guys shud check out her blog. she used super dooper bombastic yet interesting language. u noe its not tt kinda straight forward kinda entry. u have to think as to wat she is concluding in her entry. simply brilliant. i shall link her up pretty soon. tt is provided if i have the mood to take a peep at my template.

i chatted wit sharizam jz now. he asked me hows life n all. such a mr nice guy. told him tt i went to jurong bird park for 3 miserable days. n guess wat? he offers to go wit me cos he told me for how many years hes been living in s'pore, he had never been to JBP. pity him rite. he asked the price of the tix and all. n we're goin together very soon. on one of these days. hehe he really made me chuckles all to myself. n im looking forward to it tho.

ahhh. its a lenghty entry for today. look at the time man. its wee in the morning. i better hit the bed soon as tmr is another big day to look forward to. so long n goodnite loyalties.

salamz.

tt is so not me..

salamz. my goodness. the previous entry was so not me. well. wats past is past. today im gonna blog on some quality stuffs in which worth sharing n reading it. n perhaps if u tot its kinda waste of time then dun bother to continue reading the next few stanzas. get.

since the last time my entry was more of the pending ones n venting my anger. today let me re-cap about wat i did last week. ouh ya. i went missing coz im so so bz n caught up wit SLC preparations n stuffs. skool closing ya noe. eh wait. i rmb ive blogged bout this already rite? ok. next..

ouh previously, before the SLC day for nursery, i dropped by my used-to hometown, hougang. or specifically i went to en-naeem mosque. i reached there n i miss the first rakaat for maghrib prayer. but i managed to join them. when im done i straight away head to the gen office. saw man n sharizam. n i was directed to a conference room. ya. i have a mini functions to attend to. in which they the brainy ones had given me a very unappropriate title. at first i dunnoe wats the occasion about but when man told me briefly bout wats goin to happen soon, i felt like smacking him wit my adidas bottle.

okie i was given this title. Syabab En-Naeem Head of Public Relations and Spokesperson. i was left in awe. not knowing wat was my responsibilities. i lied actually but ive known a bit of here n there bout wat i need to do. im more of the designs n posters n notices. n also the talkings when theres interviews (if any but i doubt so) and im also the one tt is responsible for answering any queries tt is related to syabab. everyone gave me a loud applause so i was left there dumbfounded n jz smiled. in my hand im still grabbing my bottle n felt like jz throwing it to osman. but since i noe on how to control my tantrums, i counted till ten n there, im all calmed once again. ouh n i got to find out from sharizam tt the main reason they chose me to be under tt department was tt, since im workin as an educator, i wud have very much experience when dealing wit all these speakings n attending queries. in which i will tell u guys more soon to prove it to u guys tt i am good in this..

so we had our dinner after tt. after tt we were given a chance to give a speech on wat i expect n wat they can expect from me. its onie a simple speech for me as i was having my dinner for goodness sake. ehehe. then i have to leave coz tmr is the SLC for nursery. i excused myself early n i din even help them to do the cleaning. i really cant. im rushing. n surprisingly sharizam was being super dooper nice n concerned. hes the one tt made me leave syabab room early. n he also constantly reminding abg firoz to make a fast game. i took 854 to yishun. all the way from hougang to yishun, sharizam accompanied me. he called n we chatted til i reached yishun interchange. then from there i took a cab home. reached safely at 11.30 pm. by then i was so so dead already. but still wit the help of bio c plus vitamin pills, im not so so dead yet. hehe

okie now SLC ive already said. lets jump to ytd event.

i have to leave my reading clinic kids early coz i have another functions to attend to. it was my graduation ceremony. n it was held at tepak sireh. tt was vividly my second time eating at tepak sireh. the first time i came was wit iryan. we had our dinner there. supposedly to be at samar but it was toooooo crowded, n we want it to be rather a special nite, we went to tepak sireh.

no no. this is not rite. we arent suppose to tok bout iryan... lets hit straight to patillas plz.

so i received my brown envelope together with the cert and also my official transcrip result. i have 5 modules in all. excluding my supervise practicum. n i tink i pass wit flying colours. well eventho theres one module in which im not satisfied wit the grades. i earned..

2 A+ for Module 2, The Beginning Learning Experiences and Module 5, Working With Parents. (see, tts y im the head of public relations for syabab!)

I gt 1 A for Module 4, Nutrition, Health And Safety of Young Children.

Module 1 Principles of Development i gt B. hehe.

and the most tt im not satisfied wit was my Creative Approaches to The Teaching of Drama, Music and Art, Module 3. I gt C for tt!! well its also partly my fault as i hand in my assignments pretty late. ahakz!

but overall im happy wit my results. n as for my Supervised Practicum, i PASS. so yeah congrats to me! im smiling wit glee now.

im a natural born chatter box (at times onie la). but sometimes i can be a natural born quiet n loner (this is always. frequent i must say)

u noe my uncle. the one tt have a twin studying at Washington. ya, he shifted from bendemeer to compassvale bow ytd. i like his house. very the british colonel concept. i love his master bedroom. he had a very vintage atmosphere in there. he got a whole stretch of one of his wall in his master bedroom covered wit a marroon vintage look-a-like wallpaper. added to it was their high class brown furnitures, tt is so so perfect. he had for himself n wifey a huge metal n a high matress bed. so so perfect lor. n his other room, paint it orange and turned it into his walk in wardrobe n also his mini computer corner. cool aye!

overall i like it so much la. no kids yet so ya la. his another room i dunnoe wat he n wifey gonna turn tt into. classically vintage lor for his master bedroom. i adore it so much.

okie okie. i have idea web to deal wit. tmr im goin to Jurong Brid park. 3 straight days. the birds gonna puke to death i tink upon seeing my face for the whole of tt 3 days. hehe.

so till here. daaaaa. dun do drugs ya.

im very angry wit HASNOR. ya him. damn irritating seh. n i dunnoe wats the reason he did tt to me. he cant be jealous wit wan n me coz nothing is goin on btwn us. we're jz friends. eventho we're close, but we're not goin beyond friendship. neither between me n mimi too.

damn pathetic hasnor.
but hasnor is cute.

n im gonna do lots n lots of shopping.

guess. adidas. puma. n lacoste.

weeee!

today's entry. below is the pending entry.

salamz salamz. olaz to all. sowie for hibernating n being all quiet for a number of days. busy to the max n im sure u noe wat i mean. coz skool closed already n iMAN have 3 days straight of SLC. n when it comes to SLC, they really squeeze out the ooze n energy from u inside out. my feet was aching like wat it tell u. coz jz now apparently was the nursery meet the parent cum SLC. so i made myself presentable jz now. put on new kebaya wit silky shiny scarf. put on make up n the most tragic one was i put on heels. tk bleh angs..!

so everything went perfectly a-ok. almost all my parents turn up. but wat really went hay-wired was the second session after our lunch break. i guess the pg parents do not have the idea on how to read the circular n their given time slot. they came 'lu-suka-mana-suka' kinda ting. it was super dooper crowded n packo to the max. wit my heels which is killing me inside out. i was like crying inside n feel like shoo-ing away all those parents. n remove my heels n sit down. n dun wanna stand anymore. but i cant anyway coz they kept on comin in.

n i love entertaining mr nor azam. hehe dayana's dad. hes so funny. n smells very nice.

okie okie. im so so dead now. my feet is aching so bad. n my bro need help wit his art design paper. so im left wit no choice but to help him.

so chow bebz.

okie okie i noe the pictures are all everywhere but i dun care. so long as i get to update bout the mothers day which ya ya i noe tt was a long time ago, im all satisfied with it. those are the pictures. it paints thousand words. those burgers n fries we siblings prepared together. my bro prepared the burgers. hes an expert in tt. the whole idea thingy was a last minute thang but alhamdulillah it went perfectly smoooooth a-ok. the most touching part was she actually cried. her nose went super dooper red when she tried to control her tears. we hugged her n kissed her hand. we cried too coz she told us tt she din expect this from us. coz none of us actually wish her mothers day. n she tot we totally forgot about it.

so ya there u go the pending entries.

the pending entry..

AIYAHHHH! the pic still took such a long time to upload.

will update bout it some other time la. no mood la update wit no pics.

u noe wat i mean.

daaaa.

its mother's day today.

i have things to tell bout wat happened on mothers day. but the pic din upload. haiz. nvm. i will one day.

i love u ibu.

okie okie im so so dead now. not dead as in im-dead-oh-oh kinda thing. but dead as in im-totally-dead-exhausted kinda thing. when actually i din do anything seh. laze ard. ammended my linkies at my bloggie there. supposedly me n mom go to tamp stadium. theres maulud. n i have to do duty wit man and frens. but i fell asleep. so ya woke up, nearly maghrib.

damn~

so nothing to do. wanna watch dvd but mom bz wit her tv3. the whole day she can sit n watch tv3. me n bro got damn fed up lor. one thing which is very clear was tt the screen is irritating. its not super clear but she still can sit n enjoy the drama. very dramatic. then jz now a long lost friend of mine from somewhere called me. n asked stupid thing. in which its obvious hes getting a stupid answers. wats wit these ppl nowadays eh..

went online n chat wit mimi. he accompanied me all these while. chatted till we have nothing to chat about. wondering where is wan at the moment. asked him n he said he shud be at home. so i told farah tt i actually like him. i dunnoe la. like so suddenly. but i dun dare to take the risk. both of us jz went thru a break up recently. his was a long term one. n the reason was fairly unacceptable la. mine eventho was a short one but it was rather meaningful when come to think of it. eventho two mths have passed, then onie now recently i started to miss his absence. i dun dare to ask anything to wan about his past. but for sure i noe he love her very much. n me being kay-po, i dropped by her profile at some common webbie, there in her photo albums, theres still lots of their pic taken together.

so, the conclusions? i told myself to make a limit to everything. to never put on high hope. coz we went thru the same thing JUST recently. tts the prob. i think i shall put a stop in between us. not beyond from friends. i very well hope so. then his besfren mimi, he was super dooper nice to me. i mean we get along very well. we chatted like as tho we knew each other a long time already. hes nice la. but lets jz put it this way, both are mr cisco-policeman. and they are the hell of a single dude kinda man. so ya..

n then u guys noe rite tt i re-forge my friendship once again wit aman. the u-noe-hu guy. ya but still it doesnt make any different. he is never back to himself like how we used to be before we went thru the huge skyrocket split. u noe wat i mean. pls dun make me repeat myself. i had enuff repeating myself n catering to all of ur needs.

haiyah. its a damn cold nite.. i like.

anyways i like this song by shazie - kenapa.

"kenapa harus ku bercinta, kenapa ku percaya?"

kenapa??

toodles babes.

eh wait, before i end my entry, let me tell u guys one thing. my eyes went all teary when i watched this advertisement. a fair n lovely advert. its a facial whitening advert la. very touching. but too bad it onie shows at TV3. hehe

au revoir~

ytd was wan's 23rd bday. so wat i did was i made the whole of my yale 1 kiddo to sing for him a bday song. he was touched. well, tt was wat he told me. n he claimed tt he cant stop smiling.

hehe. i'd do anything for u.. chey wah~!

now im super dooper bored. not anymore la actually. tot of blogging bt then, LAILA ISABELLA is on teevee already. so..

chow chin chow!

okie i felt super dooper sleepy but i dun wanna hit the bed rite now. wonder where all of them go to. reached home n not a single soul to be seen. damn. im lucky i had my dinner wit mai n fee. @bk.

i dunnoe wats up wit me. i went to browse his friendster profile. azmy. aiyah dunnoe la wats wrong wit me. dreamt bout him. read his previous letters tt he used to wrote to me. browse to all the things tt he bought for me. touched the tudung tt he bought for me. i read my horoscope from cleo mag this mth issue. i noe im not supposed to belive such thing, but theres no harm in trying rite?

it says tt i have to say bubbye to the past n open the gate to newcomers n prepare to get flood. wootz!

so i read easma's blog. this one another thing. i shan't mention this thing in here la. well onie for me n my lesbos noe. i wanna play safe.

i decided not to blog today about wat i wanna blog ytd.

did bloghopped jz now before deciding to update mine. was feeling all chirpy. i tink the reason was tt wan actually said hie to me. n knowing tt now i already have his contact number, i can sms him anytime i want. a few of my other morning, firman, kept me alive. hes one funny n oso one lazy guy. damn funny from head to toe la. but the weird thing was tt, he is still sad up till now bout him loosing his bestfriend. bike accident.

innalillah..

so ya she now have a blog. i tried not to link her up la but the temptation is too high. ive been telling, no no to myself but still i wanna link her. ohh pls help me. coz upon looking at her picture, it reminded me of the past. u noe wat i mean, all those sec sch bunchies. i mean, its obvious who i was dating n tt period point of time ya. its him lor. n this him happend to be her bestie. n she got all worked up n jealous n everything. typical malay gerl la. then my sis jz told me tt she saw him, azmy, specifically, at woodlands mrt. damn im so lucky for not bumping into him. he was all alone. at nite. woodlands. where was his gf eh?

i wonder..

fik looked very tan lor. no i mean dark la. super duper gelap sia. n we met to pass something, in which u noe wat i mean eh fee, n he was sweating like pig. i tot it was local tho, but then i was dissed from head to toe.

damn u fik.

i have so many stuffs pending n im like so dead to do anything. tmr is the mothers day celebration. n we have to complete the craft by tmr. n mr shah coming to the center tmr. n provided tt u guys noe i dun have any assistant as in no ustazah to assist me. all this while was mai n i really appreciate tt. but its jz me being me, who always dun wan to grab the oppurtunity to ask for her help in doin all those filing n rewarding. i must pluck up the courage la to ask her do this n that. or worse, this onie.

chey..

i have to stop blabber now before my fingers go all numb n stuck.

au revoir~

im feelin kinda dead, cold n buried. well i said kinda. jz came back from meeting moon, fik n marque. we had our dinner at vista pt banquet.

we talked. shared stories. laugh here n there. it was fun actually. coz we miss each other very much.

it was such an undescribable nite out.

misch ya guys.

esp moon.

hehe~!