Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Teachers' Day

Now I know why my aunt said that the 2nd career of a teacher is a karung guni woman.

Today's Teachers' day celebration. Got loads of flowers, chocolates and presents. Fed the kids all the chocolates and regretted because they were all high on sugar after recess. Flowers dying.... :(

And the presents.... told the kids if they wanna get me gifts just get me a red pen or a handmade card. And as usual they didn't listen to me. I've gotten like 10 cups and 10 photoframes and ten please stick your pens into me paperweights. Argh.

My favourite gifts are the handmade cards completed with atrocious writing. I do not know what they are writing half the time. Hee but I love them.Oh and I found out 3 new ways to spell my name...
  1. Miss Louie
  2. Miss Loi
  3. Miss Lo

Oh well.

And there was this kid who wrote.... Dear Miss Loo.

I love my kids..so naughty and cute. Hee Hee Hee.

Happy Teachers' Day!!!!!

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

MC

You know you are really down and out when the doctor gives you a MC for 3 days without being asked to.....

Monday, August 29, 2005

Perfection

Women seeking perfection is a one way ticket to destruction. Watched on episode of "America's next top model" and really felt .... sad. There's this contestent, with a great bod, long legs and great face constantly whining on national tv on how fat she is and she feels ugly etc etc etc. I think 1/2 the viewers wanna zap her off with their remote controls and the other just wanna find out where she lives and kill her.

But hey! Sisters! Ain't all of us guilty of such antics?

I am. All the time in fact. In JC I was worried about my weight. Every gal around me was feather light (that is below 55kg). I tipped the scale at 65kg before the A levels. Panic button. Bad time of my life I tell you. Now I've been 60kg for the past 4-5 years. And bloody hell the gers are getting thinner. Damn :P

I'm constantly fretting about the booming population of my freckles, my expanding thighs and my wide feet that hurts when I wear heels and sharp-toed oh to die for shoes. Women always wants to look their best. Look at the beauty industry. From make-up to clothes to bags to shoes to jewellery to surgery to facials to spas to pedi/manicures to eyebrow plucking/reshaping/tatooing to rebonding, digital perm, bikini wax, hair removal, teeth whitening, dieting pills, cosmetic pills, creams, facial washes, toner, eye gel, *whew* and the list continues. Women drive the economy I tell you.

I've been through pretty rough times before starting to accept myself. The 'How I wished..." syndrome died down but I still get pangs of it from time to time. Perhaps I'm starting to learn how to love myself. I hope. But there are things I wanna change about myself.....
  1. I wanna be smarter... especially in Mathematics....trying trying
  2. I wanna have smaller thighs so I can fit into my jeans and not burst out of them...running running
  3. I wanna have long hair....but head too big liao...grow cut grow
  4. I wanna get ear holes but scared of pain.
  5. I wanna have a go-getter spirit.pia pia pia
  6. I wanna have better health - been falling ill lately. vit c vit c vit c
Let's learn how to love ourselves. Truely.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Sweat

Just went for a short cycling trip to Serangoon Central. It was fun but bloody hot. Surprisingly, the trip rid me of my fever and I no longer have this stupid nagging headache. YAY! Exercise works!

Motivated by the success of the cycling trip, I went for a short jog/walk around my neighbourhood. Went past NYJC and saw the touch gers training. Memories of how I used to play touch under the stupid sun came afloating. Must have gotten half my freckles in JC. Kind miss playing team sports. Its really fun and lazy buggers like me ain't cut out for loner sports like running n swimming. I give up very easily contrary to popular belief that I am a strong gal. Bless the person who invented the treadmill that can compell me to run non-stop for at least 30 minutes.

Ran past the chinese med hall and decided to take a breather. The bitter tea wasn't bitter at all. It's nauseating. It's mud masquerading as liang teh. Yucks. But my throat seemed to get better after that. Well ... worth the torture I suppose.

Now back here...waiting for time to pass.... shouldn't have taken the MC.

It's spelling day!!!

I miss my kids. I miss scolding them, staring at them, sayanging their heads, making jokes that only they will appreciate and giving them sweets.

Damn

This was a bloody bad week..... lemme try to recall all the sway things that happened to me RIGHT after my wonderful birthday celebrations. In case you are wondering, I'm on MC, nursing a sore throat. No more shouting at the kids for me today *sob sob*

MONDAY
It was the kids' CA2 English paper. And it was a bad case of "the emperor not kan cheong but the enunch kan cheong". Damn those kids, so nonchalent about their exams. I thought they should be kan cheong spiders by now after being in the system for the past 1 1/2 years. You know, streaming, PSLE and the works. These Primary Twos. tsk tsk. I had to walk around the class and check each individual's paper to make sure they did not leave any questions or worse, any pages blank. And by Golly! There were 5 (all boys) who left either questions undone or A WHOLE FREAKING PAGE blank. *deep sign* Somemore can cheekily smile at me when I showed them their blooper.

Of course after collecting the paper I proceeded to the next natural step - marking. Only one word sums it up.

ARGH.

I concluded (after talking with Jia) that the kids, being Singaporean, cannot learn through games, songs, poems and groupwork. They need drilling with a Black and Decker powerdrill for grammar and vocabulary. Let's not go on to discuss their writing.... here are some excerpts from my kids' writing. Argh.

"We bought every thing and brought the bus home."

"I like to eat vegetables and fish and meat and eggs and vegetables and tofu and eggs" (mark of a desporado's attempt to chalk up the required number of words)

"My hole body was all wet"

"She had not seen her son fall as she was buying fish but when she had seen him fall she did not buy the fish and she went to help him up and wipe his face and..(this is the best part...) SAYANG him."

"One day" (yah ... that was it)

"Tommy fell down and lived happily ever after."

Argh. But most of them could write quite coherently. I'm quite glad to say that my class did reasonably well for the paper. They could do better though. Well there's always next term!

TUESDAY
Got notification from various HODs and LHs that my September holidays will be spent on courses and activities. $&^*#@

WEDNESDAY
Contact time.

Got notified that there will be a Meet the Parents session next friday. And guess what? We have to stay from 7pm-10pm on that day to meet the parents. No that's not the worst part. We afternoon teachers do not get to eat dinner because we end school at 1845 and the thing starts at 1900. Joking told the HOD that we would need to have medics on stand-by for any afternoon teachers dying of gastric or hunger. A hungry teacher is an angry teacher.

THURSDAY
Mum and Dad decided to abandon me and go to KL YET again. *sob sob* So i had to "eat myself" for dinner. What an avalanche of bad luck i kennaed at J8.

First I was disturbed while having my dinner at Secret Recipe. Just because I'm eating alone in a restuarant doesn't make me weird you SOB in a blue shirt plus ugly white tie.

Next trooped off to Watsons to get pads. The cashier scanned my pack pf pads and voila! the bloody machine decided to hang. I had to hang around there for like 15 mintues before I could make my payment. Stupid Watsons staff actually opened another counter for those waiting behind me but insisted that I waited at the original counter to make my payment. WTF.

I threw the pad back at them and stormed off to Guardian at the basement. Took the same thing and voila! The store decided to have a mini blackout. WTF. I just need to buy a pack of pads. Why make my life so difficult for me? I'm just a girl looking for a pad to collect my blood. ARGH! Should gone to trusty old NTUC to get my pads.

FRIDAY
Sore throat. Fever. 'nuff said.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Birthdays

I'm 24 today. Damn. Well might as well get used to getting older. Bo pian mah. hee :P

Had a wonderful birthday this year. Thanks to Ven and my zany friends.

To more years ahead~~~ Cheers.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

It was a whirlwind first 3 days of this week. Was so tired on Wednesday night that I didn't even have the energy to talk to Ven on the phone. Had to go all the way to Buona Vista on Monday to attend some course. Met some of my NIE friends that day but little precious time to catch up. :( Then return back to teach.)

Those kids ah.... exams already next week and they don't give a damn. Spelling never learn, worksheet anyhow do, listen also dun wanna listen, let them play games only know how to play play. Hai~~~ (Sorry ah dunnoe why i lapse into Singlish when I comprian.) Somemore complain my PE lesson boring. Oei teacher tired can? Cannot self entertain ah? Piang.

Then Tuesday got P1 registration duty. Sian 1/2. Typical civil servant allocation of human resources.... EVERYONE must do something when there is simply nothing to do. Sit in the hall mark worksheets lor what to do. Remind me to tell you about the irritating parents when you see me the next time.

Wednesday. Wednesday. Wednesday. Hai~ Reminded my children to come for Maths remedial lesson in the morning so that they can revise something before the exams. They think I damn eng isit? Singaporeans' penchant for lateness starts from young lor. Consent form said 10am. Come at 1045. No energy to scold. No energy to do anything. The rest came on time. The latecomer do work during recess lor. I panic for them leh...3 times 3 also take 1/2 a day. Siao liao. The maths teacher (not me) going to get it from the HOD 2 weeks later when the results come out. This school is obsessed about results.

This week is ranking week... where all the teachers in the school are ranked according to their performance. It is this week when you see many idiotic projects being initiated and arrowed at people so that they can improve their own ranking. It is also the week when you see some morning teachers going home at the same time as the afternoon teachers. Apparently time in time out is also factored in in the ranking. And it is also this week when you find out who are the siao on people, the siao on people who act busy but never do anything and the sibeh zhai ones who dun give a flying fuck about ranking. It is also the week when the usually dormant office politics rear its horns, manifesting in bitching, back-stabbing and gossip. Piang. I aim to be those who dun give a flying fuck to ranking. So Ven... you better start making loads of money for me to be a tai-tai teacher who can buy nice Children's day pressies for the kids.

Today is Thursday. Thursday is just one of those days in the year that passes so fast cos you relax too much. Today's PSLE oral day..no need to teach. Need to go school early early but also go home early early lah. Heh. Sian 1/2 day. Wanted to swim but rain....me and my mum have something in common. When she washes clothes, it rains. When i wanna go swimming, it rains. Damn.

The weekend looks exciting! Woohoo.... Night Safari on Friday (dun rain can?) Gym on Saturday morning and visit fellow teacher who just gave birth to a damn cute baby boy. Clubbing with Croxxy at night. Sunday meet my fellow k-sters for a mega singing session! (Most excited about this..in fact, Jia and me are so excited that we scrolled through our songlist to come up with a play list for Sunday)

And hor I think my period coming. My stoopid period always come during my bday. Fuck.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Stressed

I'm too bored. I 'm too stressed. I'm too boliao. I'm too much in self denial. Too much PMS. Please let me start bleeding.....

Friday, August 12, 2005

Shameless me ....

Okie okie okie... ... Here's my (updated) birthday wishlist :P to help you save time, headaches and effort.


  1. Harry Potter and the 1/2 blood prince. (Chouped by Analboijoe liao! YAY!)
  2. Chronicles of Narnia parts 1, 4, 5, 6 & 7
  3. Corrinne May's 2 albums.
  4. Love psychedelic's greatest hits album...
  5. Any ethnic beaded, wood accessories. For the uninitiated.... I dun have earholes. :O
  6. Popular vouchers are also welcomed..more red ink pens and assessment books for my kids. *rub hands in glee*
  7. A Fox-Pro whistle (choupe by Di liao...thanks Di! Change of colour choice .... I want orange! And no..dun bother to fold that ONE crane for me)
  8. Any Nike t-shirt will do
  9. Any Nike shorts will suffice.
  10. Any Nike running jersey will delight.

Okie only have 10 on my list...not that greedy hor? :P

Top 5

Heh inspired by Croxxy.....

I wanna... ...
  1. Sing KTV hee hee hee... ... ... Any takers?
  2. Swim (Tomolo! Yay! hee hee hee there's always tomolo!)
  3. Read "Harry Potter and the Half blood Prince". However due to my previous addiction to the serie, aka forgoing EVERYTHING else going ard me for the sake of reading the book, I think the reading should be best left to the September holidays.
  4. Watch the fireworks on the 14th of August @ Marina Bay.
  5. Play badminton..any takers? (Note to those I jioed for Sunday...NO COURT *boohoo*)

I've only 5 things on my list. hee hee hee. Easier to manage n get a passing grade mah. :P

Sunday, August 07, 2005


Postcards from the past. I wonder how are they now ... ... Posted by Picasa


Awww so cute... it's me at the ripe old age of One. Posted by Picasa


Steven gave me all these Hello Kitties in Uni... Hopefully they can fetch a high price one day! HAHAHA :) Any takers? Posted by Picasa


Current favourite toy :) It can jiggle and shake when you poke it. All for only $2.90. Total waste of money. But not my money lah hee hee hee :-) Posted by Picasa


I wonder how are they now..... Posted by Picasa

Last Day of School

Wah lau...I'm really looking forward to the September holidays. It's not the kids who are driving me up the wall....it's the adults.

The teachers jumped out of the windows.
The principal ran for the door.
The nurse and librarian bolted

while all of the students looked puzzled
as staff members scurried and raced.
We'd never seen anything like it.
But, still, it was pretty darned cool
to see all the staff so excited
to leave on the last day of school.

Self seekers

Into My Own
One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.

I should not be withheld but that some day
into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of ever finding open land,
or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

I do not see why I should e'er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To overtake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if still I held them dear.

They would not find me changed from him the knew--
Only more sure of all I though was true.


--Frost ---

Let us see where we end up at and howmuch we will change! :)

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Blake

I like Blake's poems...abit lor soh lah very hard to critique for Lit paper 8 last time.

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

Tis from the Auguries of Innocence...very lor soh poem.... The verse above is the famous oft over-used one. I prefer these 2 verses .....

It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

I believe there's always 2 sides to a story, 2 faces of a coin. Just that sometimes we fail (or rather, refuse) to see it. Negativity is easier to accept. It's seems so natural and part and parcel of our modern world. Positivity seems to be easily dampened, easily destroyed, easily dismissed.

For a long time I was unhappy. Really unhappy and sad. But I never lost hope. It is the only thing that is keeping me alive amidst of the dreary world. It is the only force I have for I have nothing else. It's the only thing that I can hold onto.

Acceptance was a difficult task for me a few years back. Now mabbe due to age, I'm starting to accept things. Starting to enjoy the moment as it is.

Nowadays I bo liao bo liao weave stories about strangers I meet (yes jia just like you). It's fun. Now I love looking at the sky and watching out for birds in trees. Y-day, I was doing stretches with my PE class. We looked up to the sky and a flock of birds flew by. The kids went silent (a tall task leh) and then went wah.... me too. I think we all need to retain a bit of child in us. We take too many things and people for granted until we lost sight of those dear to us, until we get frustrated, not knowing where or what to look. Take pleasure n simple things. At least I'm not dead.

I'm talking rubbish here.

Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

Strive to be happy. That's what I 've been doing since...... I'm borne to a series of endless nights.

Monday, August 01, 2005

Zen

Human beings are always trying to fix things. Our hardest lesson is seeing perfection in the imperfect nature of the world.