December 2009
15 posts
omg i think im attached to a science+ discipline tchr for next yr
why didnt i put english or lit as my teaching choice!!!
today made me wonder if i really can be a teacher
shit, actually, i just want to be a primary school chinese teacher, be happily married and have a lot of kids. preferably twins, triplets or quadruplets. i want to marry an african haha obama mania.
always thought that my flight was at 12
now i gotta reach the airport at 5+ am
well nothing like a once in a lifetime exp huh
need to pack my luggage
i miss kaigong, somehow
a sense of deja vu when i was trying to get the plaque from queensway, calling up hj and getting to lin laoshi
well, i have decided not to apply for psc after all. its the whole if you dont apply you’ll regret...
The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He argued, ‘What’s a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?’ He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers: ‘Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach.’ To...
suddenly find that theres too little time
time passes quickly when youre having fun, but tends to drone on when you are not.
such are the little ironies of life
settlers cafe with 2 of the 3 Js today was great. never knew i could be so violent trying to avoid monkeys, acting out charades, trying to stop tables from falling off etc. nice catching up with my ‘chinesey’ friends.
...
i feel like a bad person, suddenly.
:$
what i remember:
i remember collecting my hcl olvl result slip. i rmb ji laoshi telling me “now you can sleep soundly now”. i remember not understanding what ‘ONE’ and ‘A’ stood for even when she said that. i remember walking around the hall, talking to qiaowei. i remember seeing tricia the moment i walked in. meeting...
post traumatic stress disorder
yeah.
well, since a long time ago,
i had stopped believing in fairytales.
ls is right, miracles must take place before we believe in them. double rainbow one day.
n is right, since a long time ago, i have stopped believing that time will heal all wounds. time is a good storyteller, because it shows you a lot of things. sometimes, its what’s after that matters.
sometimes, you just have...
paym writeup
carwash donation drive posters (heart and tag)
carwash freebies (keychains, tags, cards)
proposal for educational tours upcoming
ocip learning plan refined + teaching mtls complete compiled
get more children’s books
children’s gifts?
publicise 19dec 21dec activities via fb, twitter n blog
home is where the heart is
@valerie: well, maybe rainy days are nice after all~~ when you dont have to travel (haha qiaowei totally get what you mean abt the inconvenience) and you can snuggle up at home sleeping, reading, or just being cosy. or like what a bored little thing like me will do, play addictive fb games. my shy hamlet died again! sianzxzx.
went back to ny for the third time this year and i must say, a lot...
“Someone once told me that the power in all relationships lies with whoever cares...”
– Ghosts of Girlfriend’s Past (via poeticheartache) (via cheerysideup)
maybe…. but what if i can’t stop caring?
even if u worry, u cant change things.
but that doesnt stop u from worrying.
hai.
gratitude
my brother for wishing me gd luck almost before every exam, letting me monopolise his table
my father for always calling even though i cld wake up perfectly, for acquiescing to buying all kind of food for me,
my mother for clearing up half of my warzone of a room
:)
just so i remember.
the people who smsed, yiren jueying jason cheryl davin lili xr qw kyna val qiuting jn! okay i cant rly rmb...
I am proud to be a nanyang girl
but sometimes I wish i can be a nanyang girl forever.
and shucks this just increased my blog accessibility by dont know how many decimals.
alright.
i miss 2007.
the feeling of being at crossroads, of being invincible, of being at the top of the world. even though things like coursework made me feel like shit.
feels as though intermittent bouts of nostalgia are hitting back..
but its funny. how the tchrs that had the most impact on me came from sec4. esp. the tchrs who ever looked beyond my quiet exterior. re-reading totto-chan some time...
