Sweety Pie

September 19, 2008 at 1:25 pm (Mon Amie)

Hero Macho

Hero Macho

You and me we had a opportunity
And we could make it something really cool
But you, you think im not the kind of girl
I’m hear to tell ya baby I know how to rock your world

Don’t think that I am that strong
I’m the one to take you on
Don’t under estimate me
Boy ill make you sorry you were born
You don’t know me the way you really should
You’re sure misunderstood
Don’t call me baby You got to know that that will never do
You know I don’t belong to you
Its time you knew im not your baby
I belong to me
So don’t call me baby

Nazerk,

Dah bubuh dah gambar ko dlm blog aku… remember that song? You use to love it so much… This is a fren of mine… He used to look nothing like this… Way, way better looking than this… Now, he looks so ish… Yeah… he thinks he’s cute… nope cute is currently changed into good-looking… that what he said… I would say plain cute… I would say attractive… I would say stylish… Good-looking… well, I am sorry pal, Caucasian American is good-looking… I don’t want to spoil you with lots of compliments… Remember, this doesn’t come for free… Bring the diner…

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A sudden change…

September 19, 2008 at 1:06 pm (mood swing)

Dear blog,

Starting this Ramadhan, I notice that I had an attitute change or maybe a personality change or maybe some changes in personal interest. I’m not sure what is the trigger but I guess maybe the actions grow with the age. I’m getting more mature from day to day so I take that as the main trigger on my personal change… I thought people did not notice but they do. Yeah, people around me… I guess that it is obvious.

I am known for my bubbly and witty personality [quoted by a fren], talkative [quoted by most people who knows my existence], workaholic [quoted by colleagues], big spender [quoted by my dad, mom, family members and close friends and NOT approved by me], fussy [quoted by most of my siblings and frens], funny [quoted by most male whose trying to get my attention]… maybe and just maybe…

Now, I am not that energetic anymore and I have less drive in doing my job. I do the job but the excitement is gone. Like I lost it maybe by a mile. I hang with less human. I normally stick in front of my PC at work, morning till evening… When I reach home, all I care is cooking, housework and a bit of relaxing. I intend to go back to my parents less frequent and most importantly, I don’t see shopping mall as an interesting place to be in for more than an hour. Proudly to say 1 haven’t been in any shopping mall for the past 2 month with the purpose of shopping. Note that I went there less then an hour and like 1 time… Impressive huh… 2 months… Did I mention I develop a new interest and skill… yeah… Cooking… Now I like cooking. Hehehehe… I am not very good in this field but I am doing well… What I cook is eatable… I like baking and making dessert the most. Well, most tea-time menu… If my mom see me like this, she’s totally sujud syukur… Exagerrating la me… Well, she would find it hard to believe but believeable.. Hahaha…

I think now I’m calm and collected. Too much energy drives people crazy… I like the way I am now. I try to spend more time for myself and work is a part of life but not the whole life itself. I try to be more alert of the growing process of my kids.. be a part of their live as well. Be there for them.. A good training to become a mother for teenage kinds… Life indeed beautiful… Cherish Partageons!!! [quoted by someone who leave a huge impact in my life and yet I never get to understand the meaning]… peace…

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My lovely kids…

September 19, 2008 at 12:42 pm (Relish)

Who says being a teacher is not challenging? Who says being a teacher makes no difference? Who says being a teacher is easy?

Teacher bring smiles to their faces… Teacher be there during their ups and downs… Teaacher makes a difference for each and everyone of them… It is not easy, but when I look in this… I know that it is worth it…

me and my kids

me and my kids

me and my kids 2

me and my kids 2

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