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Sunday, October 12, 2025

BLUES & LOST

 Peace be upon you, readers.

The year is slowly winding down & nearing its ends. We're at the last 3 chapters, moving towards "a happily ever after", I suppose. 

My last post was last year, and this year I haven't been posting anything. I had too much on my plate that I had no time to be happy or sad. Life went on the way it was.

However, today, I have this blues and a feeling of lost overpowering me.

Last weekend, I treated myself to a relaxing Swedish body massage, healing aquatic headspa & face massage. I ate my favourite food. I met my best people. I had scrabble trainings. We had cake. I spent a minimum time with my nephew and nieces, and yet, coming to school today feeling tired and exhausting.

I got work, but I had no idea where to start.

It's the blues that I'm having, that has made me lost of direction.

Wednesday, November 27, 2024

ALMOST GIVE-UP

THE DAY I FEEL MENTALLY TORTURED AND TIRED AGAIN!

THIS WEEK HAS BEEN TOUGH, BUT NOT THE TOUGHEST.

I HAVE TO STAND ALONE IN THE LINE TODAY. WHO AM I? WHAT AM I?


TEARS RUNNING AGAIN, PRAYERS DELIVER AGAIN. 

GIVE ME STRENGTHS, THE POWER TO CONTROL MYSELF AGAIN, TO BE SEEN TOUGH ON THE OUTSIDE. I'M WEAK, MIGHT BE THE WEAKEST. I'M FRAGILE BUT TO PROUD NOT TO SHOW.

TODAY, I ALMOST GIVE UP AGAIN.

Thursday, November 21, 2024

Tired vs Burnt Out

 Hi, peace be upon you dear readers!


It's almost the end of the year. A lot of things had happened since my last update in April. The ups and downs, this year has been the busiest year ever. Now, I lost my words... 


I'm tired. Am I? Or, am I burnt out? How tired is my tired? What part of me is tired? Physically, I'm good. Mentally, I'm tired. Am I? I don't know!


I'm tired of people around me, especially people at my workplace. As I grow up, my interpersonal intelligence seems to fade away. I'm not good to be around many people. I prefer to be alone, to do things on my own, to be in my own world, because at the moment of writing, I dare to say nobody can make me feel good about life but me. Nevertheless, my job requires me to be around many people, to deal and cater to their needs, to fulfil their satisfactions and wants, to be fair and square, to be everything to fill in the template. It's sad that I live for job and not feel happy with it. Again, I lost my words...


I'm done for now, as there are things better left unsaid.

Sunday, April 14, 2024

2024's first!

 Peace be upon you, readers!

It's the middle of April and quarter of 2024, and this is my first post. In fact, it's Syawal the 5th.

I'm here none other than to express my unhappiness; I'm disturbed - by my own overthinking. I'm killed, slowly (literally). Tomorrow is my first day at work after a week Raya break. I'm not ready, never been ready. I lost my ikigai - the reason to wake up every morning. I have no answers to all these. I know for sure, everything that had happened to me was caused by me, with my own permit. At some point of times, I'm lost. I lost my idea to live. I'm getting tired of life - my own life. Again, I have no idea to all these.

I'm sad. I'm tired. I lost appetite to living this world. I do not live the template the society has prepared. I live outside the template. Thus, I don't feel belonged. Deep inside, I know, nobody says we must live in the templates. We create our own life. I know that but I'm just a human, I was easily influenced. My thoughts, my minds.


I felt so much better after writing this. A self-reflection. I'm still fine, but slowly, I lost my sense of living. It has became a cancer that slowly kills me. No, I won't let it kills me.


P/S: What doesn't kill you make you stronger!

Saturday, December 30, 2023

365 /365 of 2023

 Peace be upon you, dear readers!

It's a final page of the year 2023. It wasn't a good year to be honest, but I learnt a lot. I couldn't recall so much of things happening this year because mostly they were unproductive days. However, there were also good things that I was grateful for.

We started this year with resuming the previous academic calendar year; the 2022/2023. We had Ujian Akhir Sesi Akademik (UASA) for the first time, then we had Majlis Anugerah Kecemerlangan Murid (MAKM), then sambutan Hari Jadi Murid Asrama. I remember it stopped there. We had a month school break, and I spent mostly my break at school. I repainted my class, I helped the Asrama Team to paint the asrama too. I spent most of my school break at school. It's a boring tale.

Then, when school reopened, it was time for Ramadhan and Hari Raya. Ramadhan was great (but the year with Covid was greater), Raya was fine, but I didn't get to jalan-jalan simply because I refused. We did a home-photo-shooting for raya. Then, it was time for school again. We had an event for Cikgu Welen in May, together with Hari Raya, Guru and Gawai celebrations, all in one. I guessed, that was the end of all our excitement in school.

End of May, I went for a road trip, finally I went out the border of my own district. We got to experience Pan-Borneo Highway, from Selangau to Kuching and it was convenient and splendid. The journey was comfortable too and the highway shorten our journey by almost 2 hours, I think. I got to wander around Kuching too, though it was short but it was the best because I hadn't been travelling for nearly a year after Covid.

Then, came June, July and August. I couldn't recall much of what happened in those months, but for sure, those weren't good months. I discovered my own colleague hated me and talked about me behind my back for things I didn't do. I was confused. It was obvious. School was no longer a happy place. I had my downs, week by week. Early August, I purchased a concert ticket to Yunaverse. I was excited to go on a solo trip in two months. I then booked my air return ticket, then my stay at a backpacker pod. I was excited.

Early September, I was promoted to become a Senior Assistant, and ahead of me there were few other senior teachers. That was the worst week of the year. I cried everyday, every night and every morning before I headed to school. I cried the hardest I could, but I made sure I didn't cry again the following week. Slowly, I struggled to lift myself up again. My colleague came to see me, out of sudden that one evening, to say how sorry he was but things can never be the same again. Awkward. We didn't talk now, I refused and maybe he refused too. We talked when there were works related. I didn't like my workplace anymore. I hated it then. Days passed and I was getting better. I had to be better.

Then, came October. I had courses in Miri, then a week in Mukah. I was selected as part of MARA programme namely Mathematics for Rural Kids (MARK). October was the busiest. October was ended by my trip to Kuala Lumpur for Yunaverse. It was a short trip because so many things awaited in November. Early November, I was in Sibu for Scrabble competition. We won 3rd again this year. I was paired with lots of ladies this year, two of them were new. We had our struggles too, most of our senior players couldn't play because so many events coincided in the same week. We recruited quite a number of new players, and Mukah Team was seen as underdog. Little to their surprise, the underdog team consisted of mostly young players made it to the semi-final and won third for real (last year was ketiga bersama).]

After that, I went to Sibu again for Sukan Peribumi, forcefully. This was when Habib got to know the real me. I was mad and shouted at him in the car. Something terribly happened from school, management teams and colleagues led to this. I regretted it, but at least I woke him up from his long dream of ignorance. Our friendship scarred. We didn't joke around like we used to anymore. Maybe it was for the good, I wasn't sure. What good thing this month was, I got to see friend-of-friend, an English Excellence Teacher in Selangau, Ms Venissa, who was also a Public Gold active dealer. I bought my first gram under her. To date, I had collected a total of 3 grams of gold as an investment. I promised to buy a gram per month, consistently.

When November ended, we needed to be ready for a last minute sport day on the first week of December. I performed a lot my duty as a leader this month, though I wasn't fully ready. My boss was missing a few days in a week, almost every week. I had be in control of the school. Then, it was time for a short school break. I spent the first week in school, did my works a bit then the following week was a few pages of this chapter before we close this book of 2023. Nothing much happened really, went to Miri with my mom for a wedding, stayed overnight then headed home again the following day. Now, it's the 365/365 page of 2023.


Phew~~~


This year, I missed a lot, especially my 8Ss principle; Solat/Sembahyang, Sihat/Sejahtera, Simpan/Saving, Sedekah, Syukur, Social Media cleansing, Success and Scholarship. Let breakdown this.

1. Solat/Sembahyang di awal waktu dan ketika musafir. I failed tremendously this year. Consistency was the hardest when you want to change yourself.

2. Sihat/Sejahtera, so exercise and eat healthily. I gained so much weight, now I'm at 97kg by the end of this year. I gained 10kgs from 87kg which I cut from 93kgs in previous year. My ankle sprained twice after a heavy run I had. I'm at my worst.

3. Simpan/Savings. Now, I have a few saving or investment accounts. However, the more I saved, the more I dug. So, it remained stagnant. In November, I started with gold investment. I regained my spirit back, now I have 3 grams of gold with Public Gold and 1.065 grams in my Maybank Islamic Gold Account (MiGA). I promised to consistently buying gold every month in those two accounts. My SSPN Prime account was doing good, consistently saved RM100 per month but I withdrew RM500 in October. Tabung Haji was doing good too, consistenly saved RM200 per month, but this was the account that I dug the most almost every month when I ran out. Gosh!

4. Sedekah, every month and on behalf of Ayah. I only sedekah in the month of Ramadhan this year and this is sad. 

5. Syukur, always praise for Allah. I couldn't deny I had lot of downs this year and I forgot to praise Allah for everything He had made me. There were always reason to them.

6. Social Media cleansing; reduce them. Now, I rarely posting on my IG, reactivated my Facebook and became a frequent Tik Tok viewer. Gosh!

7. Success, apply for Excellence Teacher. Missed the deadline and not working hard towards achieving it. No write-ups, small scale research bla bla bla. 

8. Scholarship, the Chevening. Purposely missed it because I had no Person of Reference, no time for IELTS and no abroad Uni granted a postgraduate with 3.26 CGPA during their undergraduate. Now I regretted of me saying "Alaaa, pointer 3.0 pun nanti posting gaji sama je". If you want to grow, you can either grow with your own money or grow for free, and I wanted the later. Next, try HLP and MEXT!


So, are you ready for 2024???








Tuesday, November 7, 2023

An explosion, or an eruption!

Peace be upon you, dear readers!

I bursted. I erupted. I exploded. There's a limit to ones' patience, and when you passed or exceeded the limit, an eruption occurred.


You provoked me. You defended your own mistake, obvious mistake. You made in the guilt, while I wasn't. You made me feel stupid, following your direction. I just couldn't bear it anymore. I bursted. I erupted. I exploded. All the way to Sibu Indoor Stadium, passed by 5 traffic lights. I drove in anger. You almost made me stop and drop you in the middle of the road. I would do that, but that wasn't me. 


If you asked, I regretted my action. But sometimes, that was what you need. A knock on your head. If you think what I had said was as bitter as coffees, at least that was what you need to make you awake! You have been long sleeping, in your own fantasy for being selfish! I had enough. I had to ring the bell in you!


Ya Allah, grant me patience, grant me patience in the name of Yours.

Monday, September 4, 2023

State of Mind

 Peace be upon you, readers!

Well, you guys can guess why am I here again, at this hour, after months. Can you guess?

............

............

BINGO! You're right!

I'm not in a good state of mind, a lot had happened recently, which I think worth sharing. Nevertheless, I'm not going to share everything here and now. Well, I don't actually disturbed by things that happened in the past, but rather things which I assume will happen. So, why bother thinking of things which is yet to happen? And this has create a chaos in my mind, swirling like clothes in the washing machine. Therefore, MY STATE OF MIND?!

So, what is it? Wait, I got a reply from the best friend of mine, and his chat contains lots and lots of positivity, and I feel much better now. Wow, what a single chat can bring sunshine and rainbow at the same time. Honestly, I feel so much better now. 

Just so you know, I had this feelings (not good feelings) for months now. And I couldn't stand it now, so put them into words. And I do this right after I replied to my friend on Whatsapp, and in between writing this post, I got his reply (didn't expect to have reply instantly), and I feel so much better now. Shall I screenshot and share it here? Hold on!


  
See?
I have to admit that maybe (or surely) I am too focus on the negative that I forget to look over the positive.

This is just another stage in life, or in this profession. Well, I can choose to stay or to leave, and be what I want to be!


Oklah, that's all for now. Salam.

Monday, May 29, 2023

Teacher’s Day, 2023

Peace be upon you, readers!

I’m here to share a few photos from our Teacher’s day celebration at school on May 16th this year! It marked my 8th Teacher’s day celebration!


Exchange gift; I gave Stephie a mysterious box!


Exchange gift; I got a 3-in-1 sandwich maker from my PK1


A photo with Tuai Rumah Empi & Tuai Rumah Randi


A gift from PTA


Cake cutting ceremony with all male staff


It’s us again with the cake

I think that’s all for now!

Tuesday, February 21, 2023

Burst in Tears

 I have no idea what happened...

I switched on my computer to start working, and I clicked You Tube and randomly watched videos from my subs list, it was from Milkcloud. I remembered that I needed to start working, and clicked on another video; a soothing and calm music playlist from the same YT channel.

Out of the blue, I shed tears... seconds after that I bursted in tears and my mouth mumbling "I'm tired..." for the umpteenth times.

I had so many things to do and yet to do that I forgot to take a rest. I've been holding this feeling since forever and the music helped me to get into the mood, and soothing me at the same time... 

It lasted for a few minutes, and I forced myself to stop crying... but at the same time it was better to let go all of this unwanted feelings... 

CRY, IF YOU THINK YOU NEED TOO... CRY DOESN'T MEAN YOU'RE WEAK! WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE ANYONE TO TALK TOO, TO EXPRESS YOUR SADNESS OR ANGER, CRYING IS THE BEST WAY?!


P.S.: I don't remember when was the last time I cried so hard like this...


I used to smile like this... and I still am.

Sunday, January 22, 2023

Unfollow

You did what you did.
And I did what I did.

Unfollow? I'll still be there whenever you need me (or search for me).
Therefore, I took another step ahead to block so that you wouldn't be able to see me, as you wish. I just made your life easy if you didn't have the courage to do so.

Unfollowed VS Blocked, neither way is better, nor the best. However, you did what you did and I did what I did.

Once a family, now an enemy?
Making your life circle small, huh?
No matter how small the size of circle you intended to draw, the area of a circle is still equal to pi r square (πr²)!

P/S: I know you come here to visit once in a while. Thanks for showing me you still care, because I know you still do.

Regards,
ME


Tuesday, December 27, 2022

Soon to end a quick year...

 Peace be upon you, readers!

In the matter of days, the calendar will flip from 2022 to 2023. In fact, this year passed really quick, or maybe I was occupied all the way from January to date. So, how was my 2022?


I don't know where and how to begin, but one word to conclude 2022; SWIFT. 2022 was a year of recovery from the pandemic, everything was back to normal again and we were excited to do everything we had been wanting to do when we were locked up in the comfort of our own home. Well, school had been (really) busy. I was redeployed, thus I had new environment to adapt and get used to. I hold new position and that made me occupied every months. I had my 30th born anniversary trip to KL end of February and went to Semporna for Discover Scuba Diving (DSD) end of May. Life started quick again after June with school activities and whatnot. I missed a few applications for scholarships and also GC. There's always next year, but it can never be the same. October was the busiest by far, I had courses almost every week. November wasn't bad too, I spent mostly out from school in November. Then, comes December!


So, am I here for another new year's resolutions? I didn't remember if I had any this year, and whether I went achieving it or not. I lost track. Was 2022 that bad? Not really. It had been good. It taught me a lot, like previous years but this year was even better. I learnt that people didn't actually change, they just showed their true colours. I learnt to let go of a toxic friendship, I learnt to appreciate myself even better. I learnt to be kind to everybody and mind my own business, I learnt to not easily judge people and respect their decision on how to behave. I learnt to be grateful of everything, be it good or bad because whatever happened to you was due to Allah's will. I learnt to keep going, not following the flow because following the flow would make you drown sometimes. Life was too short to be worry, appreciate and live my life like there was no tomorrow. 


Well, do I keep a new year's resolution for 2023. Let me think if I have any. Nevertheless, I think I'd like to recall my 7Ss if it can fit my 2023's resolutions...

1st S: Solat and Sembahyang, I need to improve on this especially during musafir period. I need to relearn how to Jamak.

2nd S: Sihat and Sejahtera. Gosh, I gained weight since I moved to this new school. No exercises on the weekend like I used too. Please, EXERCISE and EAT HEALTHILY!

3rd S: Simpan or Saving. Please commit to save a fraction of my income to Tabung Haji every month!

4th S: Sedekah... all the time, not during Ramadhan month only. Sedekah on Ayah's behalf too.

5th S: Syukur. Be grateful and always remember, in your rezeki there are also others.

6th S: Social Media cleansing. Well, I can live without Facebook & Twitter for more than a year now. But I'm currently on Tik Tok and have been addicted to it. Gosh!

7th S: Success. I gained a few successes this year but I need to do more to achieve more. GC and scholarship, or maybe publishing my own story books for young children, produces digital arts and sell them on Etsy of Shoppee! More action researches and more writings, and present papers in a few conferences! PLEASE!!!


They are still applies for 2023. We'll see if 2023 serves me any good. Insha Allah.


Thanks for spending some times reading my post! See ya!






Sunday, October 23, 2022

What a Gift?!

 A fake Ombré,

An original Bamboo.


I once bought you, 

an English pear and freesia.

I knew it wasn't real,

then I kept it to myself.


--- because I don't do other people fake.

Friday, September 23, 2022

Google Image Search...

 Hello, I'm here with another story - a sad one.

Busy days were long gone. Early this year, I was swamped preparing my kids for various competitions - online and offline. Won some, and lost most of them. It was my first time sending my kids from this school; my new school. The last competition was for STEM - Scientific Poster competition, an open participation for state level of Sarawak. The best 3 will represent the state for National level in October. I,  up to an hour ago, was still waiting for the result. I decided to look up for the result on Google, and I typed "Keputusan Scientific Poster 2022", instantly the whole results appeared. I clicked on the "Image" button. Shockingly, the result was already OUT, posted on JPN's Sarawak Facebook page. Well, I'm no longer a Facebook user. My heart dropped!!! We're not in the list, which means, WE LOST! That competition was my LAST HOPE to enter National level this year. Actually, it wasn't! I was planning to send another 2 competitions for National - Video Creative and Digital Story-telling Animations (DST), however, I MISSED THE DEADLINES! SO, MY LAST HOPE WAS THE SCIENTIFIC POSTER COMPETITION!

The only words I uttered was "WE DIDN'T GET IT, O' ALLAH", repeated it many many times.

This is what happened when you put all the eggs in one basket. Hoping and depending OVER JUST ONE THING, and when the-one-thing didn't work, your heart broke!

That exactly what had happening to me, just moments ago!!! :'(

Everything starts with a "Google Image Search..."

Sunday, July 24, 2022

two two o seven two four

 5,136 days...

Since the last incident in 2008.


Today, marks another day!


It's official. It's a farewell. 

Saturday, July 23, 2022

Recently Deleted Album

How does if feel to be deleted in someone's life.

You were part of her beautiful stories in the past. Now, you're just a history.

You're either still sitting in her 'Recently Deleted Album', or have been permanently deleted.


Whatever it is, I know no reasons.

There's always the Undo button, but once deleted, you have at least 30 days to recover the files. Otherwise, it will be permanently GONE, as you wish!

Saturday, July 16, 2022

2022: A New Beginning

Hi, readers!

I'm back! How are you guys doing? I hope you guys are doing great. I'm here dusting my pages because it has been ages since my last update. The last update was more than a year ago. Now, I'm here to tell that I have moved to a new working environment with new colleagues. Well, where shall I begin?

Remember my last post? I had been keeping my EG-tukar a secret from everyone, including my family and mostly my friends. That was my second application, my first was in 2018. In December 2021, the result was announced. Sadly, I didn't get it. Thus, I was so ready to be working in my old environment, perhaps with new spirit and goals to achieve. However, on Christmas' Eve that afternoon, my headmaster called me. It was Friday, I remembered the day so well. I picked up the phone. He told me that I was redeployed to another school, still in the same district. The only response that I gave him was a tiny giggle and a glitch laugh. I was disbelief. Allah had finally granted my doa and wish. This was the answer for all the prayers that I had asked from Him. I wasn't the only one. Mr. Jawin was redeployed too, for some unknown reasons. Maybe his service at his former school was too long, in fact it was his first school. To put icing on the cake, his wife was also teaching at the same school. Well, those were the reasons that we assumed. It was hard for him to have received such unexpected news. Unlike me, I was surprise when I got the news, but at the same time, I knew that sooner or later I would get it. 

Soon after, my headmaster shared the news on our Whatsapp's group. I was busy on the phone, texting my close friends on Whatsapp regarding the news. While I was at it, I received a phone call from Debra and Allan. They were shocked with the news and for an umpteenth times asking me, 'Why why why you?" I didn't know how to react. It was sad leaving them and most of colleagues. Nevertheless, this was the best, at least for me. We ended the phone call and before that, I could hear Allan's shedding his tears from the other side. They were both driving back to Kuching from Betong.

It stopped there.

It was 2 weeks before I reported duty at my new school. The week after I got the news, I planned to stay at school the entire week to slowly pack my stuff and get things done before I leave for good. I stayed, for a week, all by myself. I used the time to think of my past, present and future. It was sad to leave, but I was excited to be working at a new place as well. I had all sort of feelings.

Monday, January 3rd...I drove myself to school. I had zoo in my stomach. I didn't know what to expect. I had to take another boat ride to reach my new school. I reported duty, along with Yvonne, the preschool teacher. My new headmaster showed us around the school. The next day, they decided to have a school meeting. I came to school again the next day. It was a tiring week indeed.


So, this is my new beginning for 2022. It's a new year, new school and new people! It's already July, times passed really fast. As for now, I'm still adjusting and adapting to my new environment, for example, how to live offline again. My new school hasn't got internet connection. It's like living in a cave, but I had many things done when I wasn't spending most of times unnecessarily on social medias. This is what I have ask for. Times for myself to spend for my career. To be more productive and to avoid distraction of the internet. I wish I can spend more time reading or writing journals. I wish.


I think, that's all for now. Will keep myself updated again, the soonest possible! Thanks for dropping by! See ya! :)

Tuesday, April 6, 2021

A Secret or Not

Though I’m keeping it to myself,

It won’t necessary be a secret.


You had asked me directly, but I manoeuvred the conversation back to you, changing the subject.

She had asked me in front of everybody else over our dinner, but I answered it funnily, denying the fact that it was true.


Why?

Because this is uncertain. I was just planning but Allah knows best. What is meant to be will be. 

If leaving is the best thing, Allah grants me my wish.

If staying is the best thing, I’ll be here still.


I’m sorry if I’m keeping this to myself. It’s not a secret but there are things not to be shared. This one it is!




Thursday, April 1, 2021

Tolerance

 No religion is better than other religion. It’s just different.

We’re free to believe what we want to believe. Nobody can stop them. Thus, stop saying that your religion is better than others. You just have to embrace differences and show tolerance in your belief.

We’re living in a world that belongs to nobody. We don’t have the right to claim places in this world. We’re just residences who are renting it. Therefore, be tolerance and avoid greed.

We’re just different, doesn’t mean we aren’t the same. We’re human and we need tolerance. That’s what makes us the same.


Failure 😞

 What makes a failure relationship?

Communication. Poor communication skill or lack of communication in a relationship is the reason why most relationships are not working.

If it’s one thing that I want to improve about myself is; my ability to communicate well with everyone arounds me.