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Sunday, January 20, 2008


hi i was just re-reading my posts and i realise i sound like i hate my job!
haha.. no la i don't actually dislike it that much....
the kids can get really cute :) (altho they can NEVER be cute enough to persuade me to take up teaching as a career next time....) they remind me of the innocence of my childhood days where everything would be settled if only i dared to tell the teacher all the bad bad bad things my classmates have done to me, like messing up my table and refusing to show me her sticker collection. and even though they can get up to soo many devilish acts, they can get really sweet too. i'm still going gaga over the get well card this p2 girl gave me cause i told them i got sore eyes. :D and the little art thingies they'd make for me when i ask them to 'draw me!'. it rocks that they never have a single evil thought in their mind.. like they won't draw me as a man-looking thing with afro curls. (which is what i would have done if a teacher who looks like me asked me to draw her)

but this doesn't change the fact that i'm sick with the way the management handles stuff. oh well. i don't know who is to blame.. ok nvm.

anyway, these few days have been pretty horrible on my pockets!
transport fee is seriously draining me away like nobody's business.
went to innova on thursday with shuduan and amanda and ate niu ro mian. YES. cool. it still tastes the same and all the aunties there are all still so friendly!!! and i think they kinda rmb us. hahah.. omg we're J3s leh. scary. and and and we saw baizura! omg. she's still the same hahaha..
oh and i met jiayin at the mrt station argh embarrassing. she was greatly amused by my teacher clothes. and meanwhile, i was greatly amused to see her experiencing jc life. hahahah.. jiayou women. WHYY YOU GO AC!

saturday, toy diana and i went to ikea (trip there cost so freaking much) and we bought a lamp for cheryl's bday prezzie. and then matong joined us, we went to her house to set it up for her in her simply-mind-blowingly-big-and-unbelievably-beautiful room. it like had an attic ok. damn cool. anw, there we had pizza.. and enjoyed ourselves. :) hope she likes the present.



school tml.
i miss innova. haha. ironically.



9:56 PM

KANJANI!

liting!

If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance.

EITO!


PAAAAAN!


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