CINTA HATI

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SIGH!!!!

My life has taken such a turn that going to school no longer makes my heart swell with pride. It has in fact makes my heart looks like a withered prune, tinge with bitterness. I look forward to the holidays rather than the working days. How terrible!!!

I WANT TO BE THE TEACHER I USED TO BE. PLEASE, GRANT ME THIS WISH!!!!

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Makan Makan

This dish is tonight's dinner. "Ikan Siakap Masak Tiga Rasa" (Three Flavoured Siakap). However, in actuality, I don't think it is three-flavoured or two. It's more like it's confused- flavoured. I just saute some shallots, garlic and ginger and some chilli paste. Later, chucked in some chilli sauce and tomato sauce and add in some diced tomato, green andyellow pepper. Needless to say, it was well-accepted by my PIL and Ayang. But sadly, it's not up to my heat level. Hu hu hu, tak pedas lansung. But the most important thing is that it is edible by my MIL level. She has problem eating hot food.
There are some other dishes but as usual Ayang being him only took me literally as I asked him to take picture of the fish. Hence, the lack of more visual delights.

Adora

This is Isadora or Adora. Eversince, we've been going back and forth to the new house, she has become more clinging and more spoiled. Poor Adora. She is one of the stray cats that just appeared out of nowhere, begging for food. And she does know how to slip into our hearts. Ayang is her most favourite person, if he is around, she wouldn't even come near me. Preferring her darling man more, but if Ayang is not around, I would be her favourite human. She would come in the room and share the bed and would sleep as close as it is comfortable next to me.

I feel sad about leaving her here, but the new place has some restrictions regarding pets such as cats and dogs. I think the management is worried about the numbers will keep on rising. But no worry, Isadora has been spayed. It's not that I don't like more cats but with limited space, it is unthinkable and irresponsible to have more cats.

Please don't worry, Isadora. Your darling man will always come to feed you and pamper you.

Lesser and Lesser

I notice that my posts are dwindling gradually since I started in April. Didn't I promise myself to write more as I need the practice. The thing is I absolutely HATE writing. Even when I was in school and college, writing seemed to have escape from my grasp. I can't figure out the subject matter, nor the theme or whatever it is required to write. All I did most of the time is rambling nonsensically and expect my teachers or my lecturers to actually grade them and I expected excellent results. Hah, no such hope there. I even (in all my humility) flunked "Writing 101" in one semester and of course had to repeat the paper and to my horror with my juniors. Argghhh, how embarrassing and demeaning. Alas, I was rewarded for my diligence (*,) that time and procured an exalted B+ for my effort. However, I do have to share that with a few coursemates - Muhaida and Fathinie - who helped me tremendously. Thank you.

Turning back to the now, I must walk the walk. I have been nagging my students to be more diligent in their writing practice and yet here I am not making good of my own promise to keep on writing.

Well, folks, July would be the month of posts galore. God help me!!!!

Hanging by a Thin Thread

I am, in fact, is hanging by a really, really thin thread and at the end of my leash. These days I feel, no, actually I am being attacked left and right. Dodging the attacks seems to be out of the question. So, I just grin and bear with it. I do feel the hurt as rumours and accusations are flying every other way. Various persons come up to me with stories, some amusing, some entertaining and some downright malicious.

I should have been more confrontational and set the record straight as one colleague suggested but I just don't have the energy to expend and I am not interested to please people nor to rectify their assumptions. As long as I know, I have nothing to worry about my teaching and doing my job as best as I can. I COULDN'T CARE LESS ABOUT WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THOUGHT ABOUT ME. There, I've said it.