November 2025 Recap - Part 3
You know how sometimes a great day turns sideways in an instant? 😠
24/11: We managed a lunch date on a workday — burger session. Nice. But also made me realize… If I don’t plan, it won’t happen. Noted for future complaints.
25-28/11: Gastritis attacked — Like knives 🔪 in my stomach, hard to breathe, thought I was dying. What caused it? I swear it's not because I didn't eat (maybe overeating, actually). Probably too much coffee, compounded by life stress.
19/11: Same date, different part of the story. In the middle of the assembly (during Majlis Pengiktirafan Pemimpin Muda. Read it here), a Cikgu Kaunseling decided to publicly scold Yusuf in front of everyone, simply because he smiled at her while she was ranting.
She called him rude, threatened to strip him of his Ketua Kelas position, and then delivered the ultimate, heartbreaking blow:
"Pergilah awak sana, menyampah saya tengok muka awak," Sending him to the back of his class line.
To a seven-year-old.
To a Darjah 1 kid.
My kid.
With his siblings watching. In front of everyone.
This is not teaching, or guidance. This is harassment.
I called another teacher to get the full story the day after. Guess what? Instead of solving the issue, that same counselling teacher dragged Yusuf and Fateh into the counselling room again — pointing fingers, blaming, labeling behavior issues that they never once informed me during report card day.
Suddenly so many complaints?
Where were these earlier?
Why bring this up now?
Why no text message when the supposed incident happened?
Don't forget she repeatedly said, "Sebenarnya saya yang lantik awak jadi ketua kelas, saya boleh lucutkan jawatan awak bila-bila masa," during the so-called kaunseling session.
This is bullying, plain and simple.
Yusuf came home broken, believing, "Ini salah Yusuf," . He even begged me: "Ibu jangan call atau mesej Cikgu tu lagi tau. Yusuf taknak masuk bilik kaunseling lagi," 😭
WTF. That broke me. 💔
This isn’t the first time. There was a previous incident masa event merentas desa sekolah — teachers judging him for running in Crocs during the race; read: dengan jijiknya. There were two of them. It was kind of a "mean girl" situation that time. No, I'm not exaggerating. I was there, just beside that teacher to be exact. Yusuf’s class teacher was the witness. Her face changed when she realized I was actually Ibu Yusuf. But the other teacher didn't know that, at first.
When I heard the teacher talking like that, I immediately went to Yusuf. Hugged him. As if nothing happened. If I were a different parent, that teacher would have been publicly humiliated right then and there.
I just glance at his teachers and cakap dalam hati: Did you know that time Yusuf got 1st place in that larian? Even in Crocs? 1km je pun. I try to be understanding here. What’s that attitude, Gen Z Teacher?? 😒
Enough.
Kids aren’t stupid.
Parents even less.
I was livid. But I passed the baton to their Ayah. Sometimes, the most strategic move is to let a different perspective handle the fire. As for me? We are transferring the kids next year. My energy is better spent building their confidence than fighting a flawed, emotionally abusive system.
Next year: new school. Full stop.
20/11: Christmas deco everywhere 🎄. I thought of making pumpkin spice latte, pretending I'm in a Hallmark movie.
I was livid. But I passed the baton to their Ayah. Sometimes, the most strategic move is to let a different perspective handle the fire. As for me? We are transferring the kids next year. My energy is better spent building their confidence than fighting a flawed, emotionally abusive system.
Next year: new school. Full stop.
20/11: Christmas deco everywhere 🎄. I thought of making pumpkin spice latte, pretending I'm in a Hallmark movie.
Then saw Tiffany’s HardWear ad in The Edge Malaysia. Apparently bold chunky jewelry still in trend? No shade, but I love pure gold — Always 🤭✨
24/11: We managed a lunch date on a workday — burger session. Nice. But also made me realize… If I don’t plan, it won’t happen. Noted for future complaints.
This is the first time we order Wood Fire, 1 set for each person. Burgernya besar.
25-28/11: Gastritis attacked — Like knives 🔪 in my stomach, hard to breathe, thought I was dying. What caused it? I swear it's not because I didn't eat (maybe overeating, actually). Probably too much coffee, compounded by life stress.
But I’m a mom. Breadwinner. Corporate slave. 🙄 Even when sick, I still have to function. I cannot afford to be sick or die.
No safety net. Except serahkan pada Tuhan fully. But, cakap memang senang. #iykyk
29/11 and 30/11: Slow mornings with kids. Still unwell, but I took them out for a small adventure — auto car wash. Their faces lit up like macam pergi Disneyland.
29/11 and 30/11: Slow mornings with kids. Still unwell, but I took them out for a small adventure — auto car wash. Their faces lit up like macam pergi Disneyland.
"Bestnya macam pergi adventure!" they said.
All I want is to stay healthy & keep them happy. Seeing their genuine happiness—over something as simple as a car wash—was the best medicine.
I’m their safety net.
So I must stay strong.
Or maybeeeee— 💰💵 Please God, give me RM10 million.
Or maybeeeee— 💰💵 Please God, give me RM10 million.
Weekend Goals Unlocked! We dragged all the furniture aside, rolled out the toto, and just sprawled out to watch TV together. This is the definition of a slow, precious moment. Next goal: bigger TV for bigger excitement, yes?
I just want a slow life with my kids. Garden. Cook. Bake. Decorate home. No corporate slavery. No rushing. No chasing bills nightmare. Just— peace. 🥲
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