Park Mall

A facelift this derelict building had,
From the old to the new,
Somehow it made me sad,
The memories I once knew...

-Haze

Had an early start on a Wednesday morning at Dhoby Ghaut...throughout the years, the area had gone through many changes...haizzz..still prefer the old scene....hmm...caught X-men with OH and then accompanied him to Park Mall to collect his supplements....heh...he tried to recommend the products to me....but me being stubborn as a mule..i was resistant to his charms...not at all enticed by it...don't be furious yaa Abang..heh......had planned to take some pics at Hajjah Maimunah...heh...forgetful me...the taste of food was bland...the quality has diminished....why is it so?....hmm


Dear Abah,

I am so fortunate to have you as my father.Alhamdullilah.You were there for me through the good and bad periods.Although you indirectly hurt my feelings sometimes, I comprehend that it was for my own good.You have always been a pillar of strength and still care for my well being.I wanted to pen a poem for you but I just could not..maybe later yaa..haizz..I could still remember when you panicked...I was vomiting till I was so dehydrated way back when I was in P4....it was not Mama who carried me..it was YOU..the worried look in your eyes....when I had asthma attacks as well, you were the one who brought me to St Andrews..you sincerely cared for me and adik....you taught and imparted to us the importance of looking after late grandmother..all the values...always to be humble..never to bear grudges...you never instructed us to hate Mama despite what she had done, instead you advised us to be obedient to her.....I do not know of how to repay all the kindness, the massive concerns and duties of a parent that you had meticulously carried out ..hmm until now, you are still caring for us...hmm..I am indebted to you...OH, I and adik would like to send you this wish......May Allah s.w.t panjangkan umurmu, Abah tersayang...selamat harilahir yang ke 70...to me, you are the uber exceptional and responsible father a daughter can ever acquire....I love you..and...YOU ARE SIMPLY THE BEST!

Lots of love from your obstinate daughter,
Hazel





Lovehunters

Sambutlah Kasih Ku

Tak pernah ku menduga
Gelora jiwa sesali dada
Aku jatuh dan aku merindu tanpa kepastian
Bagaimanakah nantinya
Aku dapat merasakan
Rasa cinta di hatiku
Hanyalah untukmu kekasihku

1
Mendung dalam sinar matamu
Kenangan duka masa lalu
Kepasrahan...

( korus )
Tak ku hiraukan panas mentari lagi
Demi cinta kurela menanti
Takkan goyang walau badai kan melanda
Seribu tahun kutetap setia
Lupakanlah dukamu yang silam
Hulur tanganmu sambut kasihku
Mari bersama kita melangkah
Membina cinta abadi 



Talk

Incessant talking at Coffee Bean,
Eating and sipping blackforest drink,
Gossip and endless banter are seen,
All my worries definitely shrink....

-Haze

That was what we did after the Sexuality Education course...hahaha..we were kinda 'sexed up' after the session..blearghh....the six of us...the colleagues and I.....gossiping about 'N' ....yeah, all of us cannot tolerate her haughtiness...the malay term 'kerek'....I am not the sort to heckle about others who are not on the same frequency as us.....so just kept my trap shut and chortled at the jokes.....I tremendously enjoyed the laughter....we are planning a 'hi-tea' somewhere in the mid of june....and afterwards, went to Lavender to book the travel package.....imagine 11 hours of toasting the bums on the seat to reach the destination.....heh....finally the break from the total madness......hmmm


Placate

The melody of songs soothe,
Harmoniously through me,
The heart is on the move,
Whatever will be will be,

-Haze

These are the songs that seem to placate me....yep....Malay and Indonesian songs....coming back to my roots..the uber talented singers with powerful vocals..Adibah Noor, Hazami, Anuar Zain, Misha Omar, Siti Sarah, Marcel, Ziana Zain................I am overwhelmed...


Me

Why am I not capable?
All the flaws open and raw,
Why should I be feeble?
What are all my efforts for?

-Haze

I hate the 'Meet-the-Parents' session today....they really picked at the flaws...I must monitor whatever I do now.....I have to work harder to attain what I had promised....for the sake of my pupils....all I can say is that...some parents of TNS can be darn blardy ruthless....just 2 and a half years more....I can't wait for the change to a neighbourhood school!Therefore to pacify the aftermath, I went to Coffeebean with Annabelle.....relished the raspberry cheesecake and blackforest frapuccino....purchased 3 VCDS and went home to be a couch potato the whole night.....'burp'


Munich by Steven Spielberg is a must watch...very engaging albeit the political content...as a Muslim, I ain't taking sides..let Allah pass the judgement to 'them'.....hmmm...anyways,Eric Bana is a marvellous actor....



Nanny Mcphee was a total bore..... 



Oliver Twist, the musical from 1968, was simply smashing.... 



Lame?

Why should it be called lame?
A movie such as the Da Vinci Code,
It made Tom Hanks fall from fame,
A total bust from a hero's mode..

-Haze

The book is much better than the film..I prefer Tom Hanks as a lovey dovey bloke...I can't vision him as the hero of this film...despite the razzmatazz of special effects, it still couldn't bedazzle me...somehow, I give it a thumbs down..hmmm..however, Paul Bettany was uber fantabulous betrayed villain..I simply revel at his splendid acting.. J'aime Paul Bettany.Il est magnifique..sorry folks..heh




Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

By Maya Angelou

heh......yeah..paying a tribute to women....can't find a suitable picture...so I had to opt this mediocre pic of a hijab female ironing....isn't it a duty of a woman to take charge of household affairs?...hmmpphh..



It's a torrid day....gave myself a treat by gobbling pizza, chicken drumlets and a few glasses of iced Pepsi from Pizza Hut......heh.....I'm gonna swiftly engulf meself in the welcoming air conditioned room of mine.....are there any other means of avoiding the heat?......it's uber HOT.....I feel as if I am a sizzling steak on a hotplate......erghhh...


A Friday

Here comes the end of a week,
A wonderful evening on a Friday,
Through this craziness a peek,
This heart refreshes and pray...

-Haze

Phew....one more week.............just a week to a blissful interim....


Burrow

The head deep in the burrow,
Hiding from the confusion,
No extra time to borrow,
being pulled to the tension....

-Haze

.....who will be the arbitrator to my predicament?.....


I like being a part of this school, however, it's as if the parents are dictators of the school...are we at the beck and call of parents? is there space for teachers to be the authoritarians and respected models of the profession?I do not care about myself.......the pupils are my main concern and I will do the utmost of my stamina and time to focus on their path to success.....the question is...does the school consider the welfare of the teachers over the parents' petty pandemonium?............haizzzz...... 



hmm 



Reminisce


What is there to remember?
All the pictures in a blur,
Can all be counted in a number?
Washed away in a murmur..

-Haze

It was drizzling in the evening....observed the activites unfolding around me with OH....let the pictures tell the entry...




Rain!

Hear the thunder rolling,
As the dark clouds with the storm,
Hard drops from them falling,
on any matter or form....

-Haze

hmm...Poseidon, here I come....can't wait to watch it tomorrow...beads of perspiration I had endured in the sweltering heat these past few days....even the intensive use of perfume did not eradicate the after effects of sweat...erghhh....anticipating the rainy season to commence....(starry eyes)




Peace

Oh peace I seek thee
The turmoil within me,
Please hear my plea,
Or in this state I will be...

-Haze

Fervently scouring for peace....in dire need of it...



No poems today to write...had sleepless nights the past few days....pondering over the big hurdle I am going to face.....whatever will be, will be.....in fact this is the biggest hurdle since I've joined the teaching profession.....I learnt not to trust or be close to others easily now..haizzz...


Difficult

Pressure is bombarding,
Hitting viciously hard,
I am really falling,
THE END is pulling me apart....

-Haze


Life has been taxing enough for me this week......I guess I am not an apt educator....it has taken its toll on me....it's a snag that I will face the 'music' from the HODs.....and parents....I do question my capability albeit the strict composition markings from certain people....should I voice out?....I felt that it was an unfair marking of both classes on their part......I feel really 'low' and perplexed now....up to the juncture of hysteria.....and with the exacting dilemma I am facing with my mother....damn IT!What should I do?Senseless thoughts of ending it runs through my mind.........I am at a loss..


an impatient moi waiting for my dad to pick me up...it was so unbearingly hot in the students' study area that I kept rolling a very chilled bottle of water over my face.....phewww



Cubicle

Tucked away in a little corner,
There exists a tiny cubicle,
Cluttered displaying a busy manner,
Working like a clockwork mechanical....

-Haze

Harlow....been slaving myself....therefore I am wizened...yep.. the monotony of repetitive revision(practice papers) with the students...and I've been quite a cantankerous female nowadays...honestly,I am not comfortable with that..wishing that loads of blithe penetrate after the exams period ....hmm