I feel so bad.. nose block, eyes read. I cant hardly swallow because of my tonsil.. might be swollen. I feel like eating porridge or Chicken Wine Soup lihing’.
No mood to work.. cant concentrate lah.. I slowly press my finger tips.. so painful but then i realised that while massaging my hand .. i feel much better. seriously. No harm of trying mah…
I believe meeting the right people at the right time did help me last year. Thanks flora for asking me to help you.. doing the project paper. We did it from scratch.. i dint know we can make it but we did.
I think we believe in what we were doing.. even though.. it looks impossible. Our partner, Bonda helped us to get the experience of doing business. Now we know how hard doing business.. not an easy money man. We met her at the right time and also the two girls who had helped Bonda in managing the project.
Maybe its just luck or we met the right people at the right time!!!
We celebrated our New Year Eve very simple.. just barbeque with my brother’s friends and our relatives in my brother’s home in Tebobon, where my parents are staying. We watched tv and chit chatting until its 12.00 midnight.. Happy New Year!!!
I woke up early on 1st January 2008 at 7.30 am but my husband already went back home. My mum as usual was in the kitchen clearing up things. I heard voices coming down the stairs.. Good Morning!!! Mamata offered hair wash.. so i will be her first customer.. ” wah so good ah you.. mamata .. can open salon oh..” after that i did her manicure… We were the customers and also the beautician.. My dad comment was “Beauty Year kah?”
My mummy was one of the customers but she also cook for lunch.. My mum cannot sit down one.. My husband came at 3.00 pm, he said he cleaned our apartment. We took our dinner and at 9.00pm we went back home…
I want to share my experience as a mother, who drives to work everyday. The journey is about my son’s behavior in the car. Sean travels with me in the car since he was 8 months old. I used to send him to my brother’s house, in my mothers care for four months. I then send him to Yayasan Sabah Nursery since its near to my office, much more convenient especially if I need to work extra hours. That time, my husband was working in the City, so I have to fetch Sean before fetching my husband. It takes me 30 minutes approximately with the jam to reach my husband’s office.
I will be driving with alone with Sean, after sending my husband and the journey to his office in the evening. Once my husband came out from the car and I took turn to drive, he will start his nonsense. In the morning, I will normally gives him something to eat and play baby music. I will be lucky if he is calm and quiet but sometimes he will just go out from the baby car seat and sit on my lap. I cant do anything but letting him sit still because if I scold or shout at him, he will get more frustrated and started his tantrum. I need to focus and concentrate on the road. He ever fall asleep on my lap while driving imagine that. I even accidentally knock somebody’s car because I can’t concentrate, I was so lucky the lady driver was nice even though there was a bent on her car.
Early 2006, we enrolled Sean in Tzu Yu, KK since its near to hubby’s office. I gave birth to a baby girl in 4th April 2006 and during the confinement, Sean stay at home with me. When I returned to work, I send Sean and baby Chrissa to a babysitter near my apartment. Sean doesn’t like it, he got bored, so I send Sean to a nursery on the way to work. I was still ok because both me and my husband send and fetch him everyday.
Last year (2007) he was in pre-school, we enrolled him in Yik Tze Kindergarden, Likas which is located near to my Office but still chaos whenever I’m with him. So many things happened.. but there were few experience I cannot forget.. the day I fetch him from school but he doesn’t want to go back.. imagine that.. I force myself driving in that narrow road… but he kept on kicking and want to take control of the steering wheel. I managed to parked near a junction… Only God knows how I felt that time.. my hp out of credit.. my dear husband usually call us to check where we were but that time never call until 40 minutes waiting.. imagine that.. My husband had to use the company’s car to fetch us.. back to his office to send the car.. and straight fetch chrissa and back home. Another worse experience was also back from school but this time he wants me to stop at a Supermarket and he managed to grab a dinosaurs toys…. While I was driving he asked me to make the toys stand .. OMIGOD.. the toys were to small… Sean grabbed my spectacle .. when I told him .. ‘mummy cant see’ he gave me back but the unfortunately the one of the glass broke.. imagine driving without one glass.. its like driving with closing one eyes. I was praying until I reached home..
I feel so tired and stressed out but I was lucky we were survived and reached home safely.
After so long me and my buddies never meet up together, especially kolet. Since Kay was here for her holiday, we agreed to meet at City Mall. As usual lah.. I have to fetch my dear friend Kay from her house in Kobusak. The
We reached City Mall at 6.30pm. Our two buddies, Fele and Kolet were waiting for us already. So it was like a
Trying to catch up with stories… I think we talked too loud, too fasted and too many stories at one time. But the only thing kay can say was ‘wah you all so kurus oh’. The most stories is about our children. It is so interesting because I remember the first time we all met up after graduated from college we were busy talking about how we like this guy, who we admires, how sucks the job is (we still do sometimes..hehehe). Papajoneh came early from his office and took fele away from us..
While fele and papajoneh taking their dinner together, we went to POPULAR Book Store to buy gifts for each other children. We met our college friend with her family.. to her surprise when she saw us.. ‘ wah I feel like in ITM oh meeting the three of you.. ‘. When I showed kolet what I bought for her daughters, you know what she said … ‘alamak.. i already bought those… can you buy other things…’ ok lah.. I end up buying stickers and colouring book as requested by the mother.. next time I wont tell her what I am buying.. hehehe.. Anyway we were those few people queuing up to pay at the counter say 15 minutes before they closed. Once we were out of the Book Store.. its exchange time.. we have 3 plastic bags only.. so Kay have to keep her daughters presents in her bag.. ok problem solved.
Time to go home.. time check.. 9.40pm… Bye Kay.. See you when I go to KL or when you come down to KK… See Ya .. Kolet.. since you are now working in KK.. we can make an appointment with Fele.. for mummies day out.. ok.. safe journey to Tuaran.. it’s a long road. I reached home at 10.00pm… husband and children still awake watching TV.
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After so long holiday and no access to internet, i kept so many things in my head. So many story i wanted to share.
For me 2007, was a year of great challenge but i learned that however difficult the situation is, God is there. God has saves me in many ways.
In June last year, my husband took a job offer in KL because of the good pay but it just took him few days to change his mind and came back to Sabah. Let just say, last year was not really a good year for him.
As for me, i managed to grab a business deal which lead me to a new opportunity and meet new friends.
I also passed my exam.. hopefully give me a good chance of promotion but for me, i rather get a salary hike than promotion… whatever lah.
My family and friends have been a great help. Thank you for being a listener, a motivator and a lending hand. I appreciate your help in anyways.
I would like to take this opportunity to thanks… my parents for being there whenever we’re in needs of help. Bona, Doreen, Shella and Sharon for being a great siblings, ones ever had. Mummy BB and Mamata… thank you for helping me taking care of Sean and Chrissa whenever i asked you to help.
My Bestfriends Mamacay, Ina fele and carol for being a good listener. Helen n JJ also for being my reference on how to handle kids.
My dear cousin in KL, Lilian and my sis. in-law, Annabelle… for your courage.
I love you all! God Bless you! mmmmuaaaa.. wah like receiving award pulak.. hehehe..
Good Bye 2007! Thank you God for helping me to go though the years adding the experience that i have learned and new friends that i have met.
After a long break… 14 days onleave.. including the public holiday, Saturday n Sunday. Now i’m back to work.
The same routine, all over again, wake up, get sean ready, drive to work… reach office.. look at the computer.. what need to be done.. actually .. it seems that the Computer is my boss.. waiting for its command. What need to be done.
After that long break, taking care of my children at home, give me a conclusion… that i am more better at work. If i am tired, i can sit for a while and surf the internet, just to refresh my mind. But at home, aduh… so tiring.. of course its great to wake up a bit late than usual. Dont get me wrong.. i love to stay at home but i dont think i am ready to be a Housewife lah.
If i have extra money, maybe stricked jackpot, i might consider staying at home but not full day. I still dream of having my own Beauty Salon. I will name it BeautyZa’s Beauty Centre, whicl will include salon, spa and fashion. I will keep dreaming.. planning .. i am sure dream will come true.. so wait ah…
Having a home to stay is good enough. I thought staying in an apartment is safe because you only have to check on the front door. Further more my apartment is located at the 2nd floor, so I guess the safety is more important than the security. But I did put grill on every windows and the front door.
As I remember, it was before Christmas in 2006. My husband, Chris drove me and the children to my parents house in Tebobon before he go to work. It was 7.15 am when we left the apartment.
As usual me and my family got so many things to talk about.. having great time there with them.. until I got a call from my husband at 4.30pm… ‘Dear, I think somebody break into our house’….. I was trembling.. I cant hardly stand.
After I put down the phone, I didn’t know what to do.. I remember my mum gave me water to drink.. she said to calm me down. Well I wanted to cry but no tears coming out from my eyes, I wanted to shout but who should be blamed, I really don’t know what to do.. I just sit down .. waited for my dad to send me home.
My dad drove me home, while my children were in my mummy’s care. Upon reaching home, I can feel my body trembling.. the 2nd floor seems to be very high to me. I saw people talking to each other while looking at me… so embarrassing..
In front of my house, my husband were talking with our neighbour, his part of the story on how he saw the door was slight open when he passed by..and the wife continue.. she knocked the door to see whether we were there.
Once I went inside the house, I felt so different, its an unpleasant feeling that somebody were actually inside your house .. stealing.. we checked on any missing items.. First thing I checked was the jewellery and exactly it was gone, totally gone. I have been keeping all the golds with other jewellery in a box, my bangles, rings, chains… the thief took only golds mind you. I check my important documents, our birth certificates, bank books.. still there. Check in my son’s room, I saw my make-up box on the table, they might think it was a safety box and I am sure they were disappointed to discover it was full of makeup, false eyelashes instead of money.
Me and my husband went to the police station, while my dad waited at home. At the Police Station, they asked us to wait for an officer at a different department, don’t remember what department that was, but sure the place look creepy to me, with all the photos of the ‘wanted’ on the front door. We waited for 20 minute still nobody turn up, just because it is a police station, they let the door unlock, the fan and light was on, as if they were people working inside. I remember my old CID fren, Mr. Siva.. called him and told him what happened. Within 20 minute, we saw a guy came down from a car and asked us to lead the way.. Once we reached home, the police guy took photos on the items and asked 1001 questions. After done with all that, he went back leaving us .. crying without tears.. so sad. I have to be positive.. why should I cry over golds.. I should appreciate that me and my family were unharmed. I started imagining what worse things that could have happened if we were there at home at time of the robbery.
Thanks God we are still alive and well. Life is much more important than gold which I can buy anytime if I want.
That will be my worse memory that I should erase from my memory box, which I actually did because I don’t really remember exactly when it happened.
Christmas is coming.. soon.. very soon. I am so in the holiday mood. Its not that I don’t have things to do at work but I just don’t want to do it. Unless its urgent then no choice.
- Buy chrismas gift (have to do list)
- What food to prepare for chrismas (my husband deal with this)
- Plan for the Christmas family gathering (eucharist) (location, the theme.. etc)
- have to plan properly this year
Every day.. my husband will cook for the whole family. He have his menus ready i guess. Even on weekend, he will have his recipe book on the table to see what to cook… early morning he will go to the market to buy the necessary things according to the recipe.
While he preparing the food in the kitchen, i got to clean the house and my lucky children waited in the living room, entertain by Playhouse Disney and sometimes Ceria on ASTRO.
Sometimes i wonder what the recipe will be at that time and how would it taste.. until the food served on the dinning table then i will get the chance to taste, criticize and comment. I am proud of him, he have been a good chef at home.
I do cook once in a while especially in the weekend, the time Chief Chris out of idea. Taking over his place in the kitchen is my greatest challenge. Sometimes i dont know what to cook, the easiest dish is soup. Whenever i served soup, chris will say, ‘i remember last week also soup?’ and my respond will be ‘ofcourse dear, soup have a lot of nutritien’, i have put everything in the soup. .. so no further comment. Luckily my children still dont know how to complain, but if they do, i am sure they will say ‘Mummy, is this the best you can cook?’.. hehehe.. i hope not.
I know daddy is the best cook, he is the House Chef! bravo
