Friday, April 27, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

tiring

i simply don't know how one can study and work at the same time. it takes a whole damn lot of discipline and i simply don't have that. i've to hand in my essay by tonight and its still where i left it a week ago.

shit.

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Sunday, April 22, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

life right now

i've about 700 more words to go for my 1st assignement. 2 more waiting in line. all very crucial. oh yes, and one test. all life or death. next month (which is in a couple of weeks time) is another subject. about 3 tests and an exam.

i've yet to finish marking about 60 more letters. after the third letter, they all sound the same. i wish i didn't give them back the letters when they wrote so little. i could've just failed them. (note to self: marking a failing paper is easier).

i enjoy the class but i don't enjoy marking. dumb thing to say la, i know.

whatever nonsensical and time wasting thing that i do, i do with guilt. its coz i know i've something better to do. yes, my assignments and the markings.

i'm repeating what i'm saying aren't i? marking, assignements. marking, assignments. aperrrr jer!

i'm thinking about playing taboo with the class (thanks to ard for introducing me the game!) after their exams but i don't know what kind of response they'll give. making them get into groups is difficult itslelf. they know i'm lame and i've got nothing to do with them, seriously. heheh! i promised the NT class to watch movies with them once a week. one movie in mind is 'three kings'. all because of the absence of any kissing scenes. i don't want to get into trouble. heh! and well, its based on a true story too. i can yayah papaya to the kids by telling them that i wrote an essay for this movie for my film and history class. i did, really. i know that they can't give a rat's ass about it la. like they'll understand (for now i mean).

chilled at starbucks with a couple of friends last friday. one of them's visiting my adopted hometown. then she might just pass by my neighbourhood (if u go kiama la, nor). then it struck me that she'll be so close to shehmoo. i feel like telling her to stop by at the station and check on shehmoo la, really. i miss him badly! i actually teared balls! sheesh!

Labels: life

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Friday, April 13, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

of teachers and students

i've landed myself to a teaching gig at a certain secondary school. somehow, i think i've become less of a gangster and more of a wuss.... taking the students' welfare in mind, allowing them to go over my head anytime now. everytime i enter class, i try to recall how 'gangster' i was when i was 18 (turning 19), relief teaching at another secondary school. that was five freaking years ago. i was still the 'soldier wannabe fresh from NCC', treating the students like....well.... my cadets. haa! and it also doesn't help that i was conducting P.E. then. i try to treat the students now like how i treated the students when i was 18 but the subject i'm 'teaching' now is very different. its a new ball game now. i'm an engrish teacher now. and being a student once, i wasn't really serious about the subject. now, i have high expectations of the students and its just not reasonable of me to do so. i'm just afraid that they'll run amok in class and i'll get into trouble for that. heh!

and teaching maths was also defferent (did that when i was 20- turning 21), a month before i went to uni. maths is more of an objective discipline while english is so subjective.

the biggest hurdle now os to win over the NT class. i must admit that i've started off with the wrong foot with them because i appeared to be the strict-and-unreasonable-teacher-who-hates their-class-like-all-the-other-teachers. and the most daunting moment yesterday? i heard a boy who planned to 'bully' me just coz we're of the 'same race'. i've never heard of such 'plans' before when i taught the NT classes. i keep in mind that this subject is not the same as the other subjects i experienced with. my problem now is how to get 'that' boy to co-operate with me and influence his classmates to 'work' with me. he's one of those who didn't finish the work i gave them. i'm planning to reward the rest who did (with the cadbury party packs, how boring) but i have to do something to 'that' boy so that i'll get my message across. and i also do not plan to keep on giving them worksheets because i know its mindnumbing la. i've been there once. i want to make it interesting for them.

i came home telling my parents that i've got 'syaitans' to teach and i got reprimanded by the mother. she said whatever i say is a prayer and the more i call them that, they WILL be that. their parents won't like it if they find out that a teacher is naming them devils. funny, coming from the mouth that calls another person 'tak laku'.... isn't a mother's prayers more powerful? i can't say that she's wrong either. it was good advice, no doubt (even if the source isn't). so i call them my angels.....

angels of death (malaikat maut). hah!

oh yes, i've cut my hair for the second time in a week. in a bid to feel like a singapore girl. yes, perasan BIG time.

lowell, perasan=self-absorbed. ;)

have a wonderful weekend y'all!
cheers!

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Saturday, April 07, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

what i ALSO miss

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Friday, April 06, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

dream

i had a dream (not intended to sound like Martin Luther King Jr here). i really had a dream. it was a nightmare.

i dreamt that i visited shehmoo. he's bigger and much much healthier now (not that he was unhealthy when i took care of him). he seemed more mature and lean now, not the playful kitty that i brought home. at first, when the new owners let him out, he came to me. i thought he recognised me.

apparently not.

he was just being a cat- curious.

and then he ran away, he didn't want to play with me. he didn't like it when i tried to carry him.

and he seemed to be more fierce. he hissed at me.

i don't like this dream.

i miss my shehmoo laaaaaaaaaa

Labels: shehmoo

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