A flip through my journal/planner

HI PAMmers and Readers,

I find that I suck at planning because I tend to procrastinate – and I cheat on my To do List by doing the chores first, only to list it down and tick it later.*gulp* Mostly to make me feel organized and accomplished. Muekekeke.. So I guess I’ll stick to journalling and writing diaries or blogging – macam dulu2.. 

Today is my birthday. This year I purposely asked for a day off because on previous years when I’m at work – I was showered with wishes and cakes by colleagues. It was fun and weird. Not to mention the awkward group photos afterwards. Ha ha. Gosh.. I’m suddenly missing the attention. NOT! I guess I’ll give them a break this year – kot2 ada yg stress nak kena jadi wakil beli kek bagai..  😛

I will be escorting Mr Husband to a weekend course later. So allow me to share with you my so called creative work in my planner and journal. Have fun.

I hope you enjoyed your 1 minute plus eye candy. It’s not perfect but I’m looking into ways to improve its quality.  Please share your layouts in the comments or better in the FB group – I really look forward to seeing them. I’m sure the admins would approve of them too. As of tomorrow, its the weekend aite – I’ll put up my haul post. Watch this space.

 

Preschool Days

I find it hard to believe that my flesh and blood is going to kindergarten today. I finally got to meet the lovely Teacher Zara who was Mr Husbands kindie teacher as well. Imagine the experience she accumulated over the years!!

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I still remember part of my preschool days and it was awesome. I went to Tadika Sri Keria in Kuching – I sometimes wonder if it was supposed to be Ceria instead of Keria. It was a lovely preschool on top of a small hill at the roundabout. Back then, popular pre-schools were montessori based. Mine was I think, normal. 

My teachers were called Mrs Hamid Bugo and a particular Mrs Bakhtiar who we addressed as Mrs B. We had the usual kindy fun activities like playing with water cans, treasure hunting, hide and seek. Then there were things more academic like collecting stars for your homework well done or for good behaviour. We had ‘intensive’ maths class as well, as we sat in a circle with our workbooks and Mrs Bugo would go around the table and tick our answers as we solve the problem. Hence, we felt pressured to complete at least an equation before our turn came once again.

I once had to have my forehead stitched because I played ‘ice skating’ with my friends using socks as blades and talcum powder sprinkled to the parquet floor as ice. It was a lesson well learnt.

The best teachers are the ones who see you as a person, recognise your interest and encourage you to pursue on. I will always be fond of Mrs Bakhtiar. My dad was transferred to Semenanjung due to work commitment hence the whole family followed suit. Knowing that I love books – she gave me a really big book as a gift. It costs her MYR 70++ at the time which was considered to be very expensive.

the book meant more than a gift. It meant ‘I love you and take care!’

End of Year Mini Party and also a mini anniversary at Billionaire Concept Cuisine Restaurant

It was one of those urges to just feed the people. Feed my team. Feed my ‘surrogate family’. So I decided to throw a mini party. No potluck. No speech. No proper boss – just us little people in the unit having a bit of fun and mingling. Plus I haven’t been going to a party or a gathering for a while. I do admit that I’d be absent on purpose most of the time because at these events involving more than 10 people – the introvert side of myself tends to take control. I just don’t feel like socializing unless I’m really in my comfort zone in the right circle of people.

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I wanted to have balloons and decor – but it took too much effort. And thinking. Plus I was post-call. Train of thought was honestly ‘lum-py’ at the time. I bought mostly jajan and air kotak. I had my nurse buy simple breakfast for the day.

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Within seconds – word passed around …

“there’s food in the MO room”

I gave my female colleagues a face mirror each. My dear medical officers have one too – cute little hearts.

Later in the evening Mr Husband and I celebrated our 5th year wedding anniversary at Billionaire Concept Cuisine Restaurant at Taman Lagenda. Here, they only take CASH. Being a woman who prefers carrying a debit card – I had to korek2 celah kerusi and sofa for hidden stash.

We ordered the fish and chip, macaroni and cheese, kids meal (meatballs + free juice), apple juice and raspberry lime citrus drink. It totalled up to less than RM65. I thought the portion was huge and worth the price. The drinks were expensive and not much of a choice unless you’re into all those hipster sinful sugary drinks which have caramel, oreo and whipped cream in one mug. The meal tasted OK as a whole – Mr Husband commented that the mac & cheese tasted like the ones he had in Russia as a student, so it must have tasted good. Ee finished his meatballs and his juice  – so thats a good sign too.

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A toast for many wonderful years ahead.