It’s 2.42am but I’m wide awake

My newly established due-to-the-vissicitudes-of-getting-sleep-ever-since-lying-on-the-bed-for-an-hour motto:

Try to look the goodness in others and less criticize.

I’m Batwoman

…Except that I don’t save people at night. Instead, I watch Family Outing; a Korean Variety Show and laugh out loud as if I’m in my own world, in the middle of the night.

Since the Frankfurt trip, I’ve had a hard time to doze off early. Before, at 10/11pm, I’d be already lying on my bed, did some reading and within 30 minutes or so, I was already sound asleep.

But now, it’s IMPOSSIBLE to sleep that early. The earliest that I could go to bed to, would be at 2am. As usual, I’d do some reading and SUPPOSEDLY at 2.30am, I would have already asleep. But instead, I would ONLY start sleeping at 3.30/4am. When that happens during weekends, it’s ok.  Since it happens during weekdays too, the result is I have skipped quite plenty of classes these past 2 weeks.

And the worst part is, lately I’ve been dreaming a lot of being chased by a King Cobra snake. Even though there are other characters appeared in my dream, the snake just keeps chasing me.

Mr. Cobra: Hi Neesa!Jom main kejar2~ *wink2* Me: *gulp*

Like such as, there was one dream. And in that dream, there were Hawe, Farah, Ejum and I. We were hanging out somewhere in Rosenheim, and then out of nowhere, the crowd was running as if there was something chasing them. We were staggering and stopped in the middle of the running crowd. Then, the view was clear. We could see exactly what was chasing them and now, it was chasing us. We ran; completely in different direction but ironically it just kept chasing me; The King Cobra snake. Screaming at the top of  my lung, I ran on the table and chairs, around the pillars, in and out of the shops and I swear I didn’t even provoke the snake but still, I was the one it was after. While I was running, I wondered why it was chasing me since Hawe or Farah or Ejum has nicer bum; especially Hawe’s; than I do. BUT WHY ME????Ok. That dream was not about the BUM. But still, WHY ME????

Sorry Hawe. Hehe Miss you!XX

So, every time when I wake up, I feel so tired (because of the continuous running in the dream; as if the chasing is real) and sometimes out of breath. Sigh. And now, I’m paranoid of sleeping on my own bed or in my room. Before sleeping, I’d check behind and below my bed, have a look at the corners of the room, checking out and making sure that there is no REAL snake in my room. And EVERY NIGHT, I would recite Ayatul Kursi, which I think is a good thing though. But sometimes, I feel REALLY tired of getting chased, by a King Cobra some more. When I tell Kesayangan about this, he just laughs out loud; he thinks it’s funny and says that “It’s just a dream sayang”. I had the same thought too, at first. But if in a week, you dream of the same thing 3/4 times, I don’t think it’s that funny.

Then, I was worried about catching up in my studies due to lack of attendance to class. My notes were not organized and not complete; I didn’t have some of the latest “Skriptum”. Luckily, I have a very nice and caring German friend. She had helped me by lending me her notes and telling me where I could get the copy of the latest “Skriptum” and she would even text me, to tell whether there would be any canceled class that week.

But now, I’m worried about my brain. After reading Asma’s post on brain damaging post, I’ve jotted them down on my sticky notes and pin it on my small schwarzes Brett. Every now and then, I would fleetingly have a look  at my schwarzes Brett and automatically I’d read the sticky notes. Written perfectly on that sticky note; 6. Sleep Deprivation. Ahah. One of the habits that can damage our brain is SLEEP DEPRIVATION.

NOTE:  SLEEP DEPRIVATION. Sounds…erkkk…like me!

I know…I know…some people would say, “Why are you freaking out???The effect will only take place if you do it continuously and it will happen in a long-term though”. Oh yeah. I agree but I AM STILL FREAKING OUT. I don’t want to be stupid or be just another person in Amsterdam who has a drift after smoking weed but the difference is, even though I don’t smoke weed, I can still act like one due to my damaging brain.

Mickey still looks cute when smoking weed but not me.

I mean tempus fugit right? When you think it will affect you in a long-term, as time goes by, and then you realize it is no longer considered as “long-term” anymore. It has eventually become “short-term”.

Ughh. MUST SLEEP EARLY. MUST HAVE ENOUGH SLEEP. CANNOT BE STUPID. AND NO MORE SNAKES CHASING ME.

Back to basics

I have been eyeing for Moleskine notebook ever since arriving here in Germany a year ago. I thought of buying it over here but I could not recall why the intention of buying it vanished for a while but somehow the intention came back. Just a while ago I bought Moleskine Plain Notebook pocket format from Amazon. And now I can’t wait to jot things down in that notebook.

Moleskine is no ordinary notebook. It is a legendary notebook having the likes of famous people such as Pablo Picasso, Vincent Van Gogh and Ernest Hemingway using it. Having read about it somewhere 2 years ago, I thought of owning one as my journal. And funny as it may sound, I have been dreaming to have it as my own thinking that perhaps the likes of Hemingway’s writing talent might rub off me. I have looked for this legendary notebook in Malaysia and the price is very expensive. Here, the figure of the price is smaller but somehow when you convert it in MYR, the price is still fairly the same. It’s typical that you have the guts of buying expensive things here because if you are in Malaysia, the thought of spending nearly MYR50 for a notebook is insane and of course, waste of money.

The legendary Moleskine notebook

I have always kept a journal with me since I was in St Teresa. And now I’m retaining back the habit of keeping one. The difference between writing down and typing, the feeling ain’t the same. Now that I have a Moleskine as my journal, the prospect of blogging might be less. Or lesser since I do not blog so much right now. Don’t get me wrong.  I will not stop blogging. Just less blogging.

Sometimes going back to what we used to do might be the right thing to do.

Reading before sleeping is good

When I was doing my Baukonstruktion-Übung, Zaku sent me a link of a video. The video was about a little French girl totally agog telling her mother about an adventure story of Tigger and Winnie the Pooh.

OH MY GOD. It was hilarious!! The little girl was SO CUTE. And the video was SO funny that I laughed so hard despite the fact that I didn’t exactly understand what the whole story was about! Haha

The little girl reminded me of a little boy during the days when I was working at Kumon last semester breaks.

When I was working at Kumon, there was this little boy and he was the naughtiest in the class. One day, I was marking his class work. While I was doing the marking, he stood at the side of my table. Maybe of boredom and of impatience, he started to shake my table. And maybe because he knew, I was new there, he seemed to be enjoying doing it as he realized what he did, had been a predicament for me. As if, my suffering was his leisure.

Me: Joshua, please go back to your sit. I’ll call you as soon as I’ve done marking your class work.

Yes. The little devil’s name was Joshua.

He neither answered what I said and having the look to obey it by saying the usual “yes, teacher” or “ok, teacher” nor looked at my face. Totally ignoring what I said, he kept on shaking the table.

Me: Joshua, please don’t shake the table. How can I mark if you keep on shaking it?

Joshua: Teacher, mark faster la. I want to do the correction then I can go home. *with both hands on the edge of the table, shaking it”

Me: *sigh* I know. (Trying to be as gentle as possible) But why don’t you stop shaking my table and go back to your sit. Then I can mark your class work quickly as I can.

Joshua still ignored me; perseverating on shaking the table.

Oh my. I felt slightly piqued and nearly at the end of my tether. Joshua was lucky, that he wasn’t my brother, or else, he would listen to a whole new lyric and music of Hannah Montana. Grrrr

Then, Miss Yip (my boss) happened to see the whole shaking table scenario. So, she asked Joshua to go back to his sit and “don’t bother teacher doing her work”. Maybe he’d known Miss Yip since the day he started attending tuition class at Kumon or the look of Miss Yip’s round big belly (she was pregnant) gave him the creeps, he obeyed her.

Now that he had gone back to his sit, he sat quietly at first. He was looking at me with his elbow on the table and his hands covering his chin. His was staring at me as if saying “Teacher, quick marking my work! I want to go home!” And then just within seconds after I had a glimpse at him, I looked up and saw him under the table. Now, he was bothering other students.

Oh My God. That little devil!!

Delia, my colleague saw him and stopped him from bothering other students. As he was so naughty, he had to sit beside Delia until he’d done his class work’s correction.

Haha

Joshua was the only student that I still remember. The naughtiest kid. But thanks to him, my work at Kumon was not so boring! He made Kumon a fun place to work. Haha

THANKS JOSHUA! YOU MADE MY DAY AT KUMON. HERE’S A KISS FOR YOU. *VIRTUALLY PECK ON HIS CHEEK*

One thing that I observe is kids, although they are annoying but heck; they’re actually adorable in an annoying manner.

By the way, I tried to upload the video that Zaku sent to me here but I don’t know why it doesn’t show up. Anyway, if you want to watch it, click here.

On Tuesday afternoon…

Catching up with friends is the most favourite thing to do for a girl like me and of course besides online shopping. I was chatting with a friend. It had been a while since we talked to each other as she was busy studying for her finals. At first we were talking about our boyfriends (lol), and again about the same topic and then at last we were exchanging links from YouTube.

Me: Hey you should listen to this!

Her: Sure!

*silence for a while*

BUZZZ!

Her: You should listen to this! I like the singer, he’s handsome.

Me: LOL. Let me see.

*silence again*

Me: Listen to this. This song is SO about you and TOOOOT

Her: Really? Ok

*A few minutes later*

Her: OMG! You were right!!!!!! OMG!!

Me: Haha told you! So, you’re showing him that MV?

Her: I will.

*silence*

Her: I’ve sent him the MV.

Me: Haha good. Tell me how he reacts ok?

Her: Okay!

*No conversation for quite some time*

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BlaBla has signed out.

So, that’s how I catch up with my friend. Haha

Anyway, dear Friend. I’m so happy that you are SO happy with your Kiko. You deserve him, you know!

Anyhow,off topic. watch this. IT’S HILARIOUS!!!

The best weekend I’ve ever had

There’s no word to describe the weekend I had in Frankfurt.

the super fun and smart and beautiful girls!!

Wish we can do this again next time

or in the future WITHOUT our husband and kids haha

love you all CHICAS!

GIRLFRIENDS~~~~

SEE YOU AT

FRANKFURT

 

IN 8 HOURS!

p/s: ayshaaa..mooooonnn..kan lagi best if both of you ade kat sane?