january passed on

well january certainly pass by very fast. the good thing is that i think i fare quite well this first month and there has yet to be any idle time at work. i worked hard.
the bad thing is that, i am exhausted. and when i mean exhausted, i need more time to recover which i do not have that luxury at the moment. because it seems everyday there is work to finish and accomplish. and february is no mercy either.

but with my weekly journal, i think i am more organized and less of those ‘i don’t know where to start!’ periods. it really really helps having these lists planning of my week day by day. and seeing them every day, makes me ‘pressured’ to complete them.

life a bit more exciting with the new home but struggling with some inner drama and emotions. honestly a struggle. because i lived 4 years plus staying in another’s home and finally having a home i can call my own, i dont think i will get the freedom or the privacy or the ownership i yearned to have. i feel like i have to suppress myself a lot and be the follower for so long. im a cancer, i need to be in solitary and independence and crave control. i cant have it in this current home and i expect to have it in the new place. because otherwise, i am going to be stuck in this same pattern of living which i am tired of. but being me, this is going to take time to just console myself. i will suffer heartache, i will cry alone. and then i hope i will get better.

all those nlp tools i am going to throw at myself for the time being.

irrinoyed much

so this morning i came in very early. on a sunday morning. at work. say what??

this is straight after a very exhausting friday night at a raya event where i was practically on my feet from the moment we stepped down at the venue (which is a horrible place) at about 6pm all the way to about 10.30pm. i actually could not recall if i even have a seat in the event. and after an emo heartwrenching moment at night, woke up early on a saturday for, what else, work lah kan. a whole day from 7am-6.30pm (because of all days, a pervert was lurking around and i just want to make sure that all students had left and gone home. if not for the volunteer and the mso who was working and assured me to be on a lookout, i would have called the police. i even had the courage to go face that man, who was apparently mental, and warned him to stop disturbing my students. if i see him again next week, i will not hesitate! a lot of things are at stake here if i do not do anything!!

and surprise, the only full time teacher supposed to work are unable to attend because of an insurance claim? for the benefit of doubt, im fine with it, but it cannot be done on a monday, is it?

and who can sleep and sit calmly at home thinking of what is going to happen back here if no one’s around???!!! and true enough, there are latecomers (not the students, mind you), the one without telling me that a relief is coming over and here comes technology s&*%$ big time and then i found out not all the netbooks are equipped with all the slides, pretty much something i have instructed way back in january and apparently it has not been done. i am close to scolding every relief teacher who was there. but no point right? so take deep breath, focus, endure it and just quickly do what needs to be done. and my trusty thumbdrives help alot in rushing times like this.

im just, really, if i die tomorrow, can the school move on, can the school function effectively? what will happen if i die tomorrow? i am not always a 5 mins drive away. for example today, one fulltime teacher down, i did not hear from other teachers who would volunteer to come down and be here, making sure things run smoothly. zilch. i think it is about time to teach the teachers to lead and be at the level where if i am no more around, people will know what to do. my weakness is expecting people to have initiative when in reality, they dont. they dont have the vision, the inititative, the creativity, the confidence. and it is up to me to develop that.

for now, i honestly need my restorative period. desperate for one. because a four hour event and a whole day of work plus today, is really exhaustive for me.

ikhlas kah kami?

apa masih dipertikaikan?
ikhlasnya pengajar-pengajar kita?
apa masih lagi dituduh?
berkerja kerana duit? hamba kepada dunia?
kenapa masih ada jengkel
memandang hanya sebelah mata
iye, kami kecil dan kerdil

tidakkah mereka tahu?
kami tinggal di atas tanah yang mahal
kami makan…ahh..tidak selera lagi makan
sekiranya duit yang diusahakan
dibeli makanan untuk sekeluarga
menjadi pertikaian keihkhlasan

tidakkah mereka tahu?
kami bapa yang perlu mencari nafkah
kami ibu yang terpaksa tinggalkan anak2 kami dirumah
kami anak2 yang menanggung ibu bapa di hujung usia
kami pelajar yang perlu membayar yuran institusi
kami suami yang korbankan masa dan tenaga keluar mengajar
kami isteri yang korbankan masa dan tenaga keluar megajar
maka iye, kerana dunia korporat manusia hina,
kami berkerja kerana duit

tidakkah mereka tahu?
pekerjaan kami bukan untuk mereka
pekerjaan kami bukan juga untuk kami
setiap kata dan tenaga menjadi saksi
iye, kami hina dan kerdil

tapi ikhlasnya hati bukan hak mereka
tapi rezeki kami bukan hak mereka
tapi kerja kami bukan hak mereka
untuk dihitung dan pertikai

kami yang segilintir ini
tidak di pandang oleh manusia berkuasa
iye, kami hina dan kerdil

kami hanya ingin menempah syurga
kami hanya ingin digugurkan dosa
kami hanya ingin secebis rahmatMu

ahh..kami hamba yang kerdil
tapi bukan di mata mereka
jangan ditanya ikhlas kah kami?
ikhlas kah kamu menerima ilmu?
ilmu yang menjadi saksi kami nanti?

sadness

I was in pain yesterday. today, this morning, I just feel sad. I feel sad that teachers were being doubted their sincerity in teaching. I feel sad that a parent accused teachers as not sincere in teaching. I feel sad that some people accused this mosque as being uncaring. I feel sad that they think we do not care for our students. I feel sad that my colleagues are being wronged. I feel sad that my colleagues do not have a good supervisor to look up to. I feel sad that there is so much sadness and disappointment happening in this place. I feel sad that we are being misunderstood for things that we did not do. I feel sad that we are being put to blame for all the mishaps in this society.

I feel sad that people do not understand us. I feel sad that people up there do not understand the difficulties we are facing. I feel sad that we do not understand one another.

selfish thoughts

i know. i am very sleepy now. i am exhausted beyond comprehension. ok that is exaggerated. but i just want to lay on this bed and read and do nothing else. i still managed to stirfry some vegetables for dinner, folded laundry and ironed a shirt but for everything else, i just had it. no one even bothers to clear the garbage. at times like this, i dont even care myself. i worked hard and tried hard. i just need some understanding and care.

seriously. no one cares.

precious two days

the way i see it, i am beginning to see these two days off as some form of rezeki. you know how rare it is for me to have a two day straight off with me coming back to work on sundays and becoming pretty much e.v.e.r.y.w.e.e.k

i feel like at least once in a month thus far, i am able to take two days off, due to the public holidays we have been having. it has been a very busy year yes. and during these two days luxury, i had been able to spend time with husband, with family and do some me thing be it reading, blogging, cleaning up, scrapbooking or sewing.

so for today, i am finally going to be able to sit down and read up my school textbooks to revise and get down on the assignments i am due end of this month. and then move on to hectic weeks till, let me see mid of June?

I am really hoping to take some days off to do some sewing from raya too. honestly, i am scared to face the weeks ahead. 😦

hard times

i cannot sleep.

my brain is occupied with a lot of things. i am still recovering from my fever, still having those headaches and weak feeling you know. but back at work, as if angered by my medical leaving, i was bombarded by so many issues. i hated that i had to receive calls after calls and replying to now what seem to be trivial emails.

it seems like one after another things keep crashing on me. student problems are becoming an everyday staple and a huge gobsmacked at the back of my mind. seriously. i have not had a peaceful week, that i do not think or worry about a student problem. why am i the one to have to bear all these? i could very well fall back into high fever if i am not careful. oh well, now i have to think about teacher problems as well. as if the students are not giving me enough headache! too many things happening at the same time is making my body and brain go all haywire. i have 39.9 degree of body temp to remind me.

but practising nlp, i need to reframe this mind. redo my anchoring because somehow it is not helping at this point of time, i still feel anxious. really, reframe my mind because otherwise i go back to being a basket case. i need to sit quietly and think. i managed to have a quick reframing just now during my journey to class which surprisingly managed to change 180* of my mood. i was going to dread class but the reframing made me came to class with a positive mind because i need to absorb the lesson well.

i can do it.

first hand trial. nlp based

here’s the story. i was just thinking about what happened to me yesterday. and how it had actually been a learning process for me.

i received a call from one parent who wished to confide in me about her daughter. we agreed to meet the next day because she said she wanted to show something as well. my mind was already reeling what could possibly be so important that she had to meet me? i almost am defensive of the mysterious and worrying voice which the mother had through that phone call. now this mother, the student’s name was rather familiar but i couldnt quite picture her in my mind and of course i did not remember who her parents are. i refuse to dwell on what the whole matter is going to be.

so its already the day we are supposed to meet. i had been busy the first half of the day with the fieldtrips and settling some letters that only after lunchtime i remembered our meeting. now usually i would already be anxious and nervous about the meeting. i would be thinking what could have gone wrong, is it us, is it the teacher, or the mosque? and most important, is what kind of situation it is going to be? because you see, i have had to deal with two difficult parents already, but alhamdulillah it went somewhat mild without a face-to-face conflict. this time now, it is going to be face to face, and both mother and father is coming to see me. already i am ‘shorthanded’.

but here’s the thing. i learnt in my basic nlp course about anchoring. and i did a confidence anchoring. an hour before the meeting, i did my anchor. when my colleague called to inform both parents have been sent to the conference room, i quickly did my confidence anchor + my happy anchor (just in case, so i dont look stress). met the parents, welcomed them, and surprise2, these are parents i vaguely remembered to have been somewhat patronising few years back. (there was another issue happened) i almost recalled the father to be someone quite the angry type? on normal circumstances, i would have been nervous and have that small kind of feeling.

i was set on trying out as well, mirroring and matching, in the hopes i could create rapport. i was conscious about it, i managed to mirror the mother, the father was still quite distant not making eye contact at all. the mother was doing most of the talking. i tried mirroring her. i think i created trust and rapport with her although i couldnt bring her to follow my lead. but the good thing was, she totally opened up to me. and most importantly, even i feel at ease. when before, i would be feeling nervous, lost focusing on the other people, not listening well, my palms may get sweaty and i wouldnt be able to converse fluently.

what surprised me most about this meeting, was i am totally feeling confident, i spoke fluently when i might have stuttered before. and believe it or not, i even gave advice to the parents like i know better! like ive done this before and dealed with this kind of issues before. but i know it all came from the heart. the mother teared listening to me. i actually gave her steps to approach her daughter. ok, this i learnt from my readings on education thus far.

and when at first i couldnt get the father’s attention, i managed to mirror him a bit, how he hold his hands and at one point, i tried to mirror him comforting his wife with a small nudge on her shoulder, although what i did was just hold her wrist. i know there was a change with the father because he started to speak up as well and shared more openly about his thoughts on the issue.

we ended the meeting both sides feeling almost relieved that a sharing have been established and a working together kind of relationship. the mother is comfortable, and for a person like me, i actually feel comfortable as well. i have always been an awkward freak. but i wasnt one that day. not at all. i felt motivated though. we could do this. i hoped for the first time, i had given the parents hope and a new perspective that they can handle this issue with their daughter.

(me, who doesnt even have a child, talking like i knew how to handle one, i have to say, my experience with my siblings might helped in some way)

SubhanAllah. this skills i learnt, had helped me. my first hand experience of practising it and realising it went well. i almost feel like i want to meet more people so i can create rapport and just for the sake of practise, more mirroring and matching, leading and pacing! just maybe, for once, i can embrace my introvert personality, but still be able to come out of my shell more confidently.

friday it’s ok

I find myself sitting productively in front of my laptop and the brain actually functioning and focusing at the task at hand. and this happen on a friday.

not that i am complaining, i am more amazed. maybe the solitude and comfort of my home, some recharge me time before this, is helping me at this point of time.

After postponing for so long, a year in fact, i resume my facial treatment. i was lucky the package i took does not have a due date and the spa centre has been dilligently reminding me to make an appointment. i had to do it. it was nice. really nice. especially the face massage. that had me lulled to sleep!

next on the list will be some wash and cut for my pretty little hair nowadays (ella wannabe ;)) and maybe a massage one of these days. just today the lady who did my facial said my body is so stiff- you-should-take-our-massage-package. not that i do not want. i believe in going to one-two masseuse because these ladies will know your body and what it needs better. and furthermore, in this body preparation mode for pregnancy, i kind of prefer to have one or two personal masseuse so they know where to massage. so i guess its time to call my mother and make a massage date perhaps. hmm….time to find a day for that almost overdue off in lieu.

anyway, i find myself in front of this laptop, sending and replying to emails, which demands my attention, since i have been away for a course, having internal and external meetings as well as a day devoting just to settle fee subsidy applications. and i have to finish, i must, 3 proposals. one as an assignment, two more for a cluster projects.

i am honestly on a writer’s mode. because i am also excited to blog about many things! about my course, my personality and yes, the book i’m currently reading, Quiet, which does not require a review but a screaming in my head reflections. so many rediscovery of myself that i feel so much better being myself now. and yes the yuna concert me and hubby went to at the very last minute. that was somehow a nostalgic experience for me.

but i have to stop for awhile. cooking dinner!

not your salvation

I am going to lament about work. As much as I hated to, because I want my blog to be a space where I can share happy moments and contemplations. I hated to have to talk about work. but I hope by talking it out, I will gain back my courage and will to strive along.

I cannot let one incident bring me down. I need to rewind my mind and thinking to a perspective that will give me hope and say this is the right thing to do. This is the job for me and no matter what my weaknesses and sins I have made, this is what I have to do, and probably my purpose in life. yes, at 30, I am not so sure if this is the purpose I have to lead.

I am an introvert and I am your forced leader, I dont even remember how I got to be in this place anymore. I think I can do the job but I dont think I am doing well enough. But then again, remember what the mufti said in a closed session. Tawakkal ‘alAllah. Tawakkal in its deepest meaning.

What is it that is making you feel down Seri? It had been a statement that the parent said via telephone that made me feel why am I responsible for all the sins they made? I am not your salvation. Why must I be dragged along if they are sentenced to hell? How can I save myself when you are putting me at the lowest point of the blaming game and putting me and my teachers into responsibility if the child doesnt learn anything? How do I face a person with such arrogance? I was glad I stood up to her today.

Anyway, I am tired of having to take the blame and being responsible of other people’s children. Here I am trying to get a child of my own. How can I not feel down and get affected with these incidents. I am truly tired. I have not rested well enough since December. My only quality time spent with my family was during CNY public holiday and when my father had a heart attack. It had to go to that extend for me to clearly see my family if you know what I meant.

So give me a break. I am going to give a piece of my mind tomorrow.

In the meantime, I rest.