Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
George Eliot

Today was my ‘retirement day’ from teaching practice after 2.5 months of teaching:-( Before we started our teaching practice, it seemed to take forever. Haiz…kau meng ah…(HELP…ah) Benjie and I were always looking forward to our last days at the school. Indeed, it was a very short practice. Thinking back, I guess I will miss my students a lot despite them being barbarians at times. YoY. I woke up very early in the morning today because I have yet to finish marking my students’ books…essays..I dislike marking copyrighted essays. Not only one or two but at least 10 which were exactly the same. Then, getting ready to go shopping for gifts for my students for all their hard work though I have no idea what to give them. Snacks? …Nah…My bro noted that they are little kids no longer. I cracked and cracked my head. I ended paying through my nose for the gifts on Wednesday. Say to sad, I didn’t give them those gifts because Benjie noted they seemed like for kids. He was shocked at first wen I gave him free preview of the gifts. Haiz.. I was hurt. I even showed them to Ms. Atrah and a student of mine. They were shocked as well. I was crushed. even I myself knew this but excuse me for being childish. I can’t help not being childish. At first, I really thought of holding a party but my request was being rejected totally…*sighed*That’s why I have to go shopping again. I’ll just buy snacks la. Though I really wanted to give each and everyone of them self-made bookmarks( no time to make la…47 of them, die). Naturally, we teachers will tend to give gifts to our favourite students or the students who performed the best etc, however after looking at my students, I’d a change of mind. They competed against each other like nobody’s business in every task that’s given to them. Proof? Treasure Hunt that I conducted yesterday. They were so mischievous. I kinda lost my temper in the middle of the game but at the same time trying to control my laughter. I ended up buying gifts for evione in the class because I sayang them. Besides, dun you think it’s very unfair to other students whose english proficiency is low? It’s not their fault anyway. After all, they tried their best. I spent quite a lot wen it came to this but I dun mind it at all. Hence, off I go to shop at 9 sth in the morning. I timed myself that I will only take an hour to shop for I need to meet up with Benjie at 1 pm later at Pudu station. He’s so nice to volunteer to pick me up there (I hinted, hinted and forced him to do so or else…muahahaha) Wat to do…I can’t carry all my shopping luggage with me throughout 15 stations, I guess. Heavyla.. Besides, I have to clean the house for my siblings will be coming over this weekend. So many things to do in such a limited time. Unfortunately, I spent more than I was supposed to in the shopping centre. An hour and a half. Then boarded the wrong train before realising it. =.=. I bought so many things-4 huge plastic full of snacks etc. So heavy. Luckily, I din buy more despite the temptation. Getting off and boarding the next train took me 15 minutes. It’s 12.15pm by the time i reached my house. I was so so late. Of course I can’t go shopping with my skirts(formal wear…i hate that small piece of cloth) since I need to move around fast and it’s impossible for me to walk around with at least 30 exercise books in that piece of cloth. That’s why I need to go back to change. A good way to build up muscles though. *highly recommended* hahaha

Luckily, Benjie made me waited for him instead of the other way round because I couldn’t possibly made him wait for me since I was the one pestering him to fetch me at the first place. Both of us managed to made it in time to punch our cards. ^^ One minute before we’re both officially late. Hahaha. we were so lucky…

My students surprised me at the parking lot when they gave me a huge present. I was totally speechless at the sight of the present. It never crossed my mind that they will ever give me such a huge present. What did I do to deserve such a huge gift? I did admit that I was quite lenient with them. I was embarrassed. really…I thanked them. I was happy at the same time feeling a bit of worried at the gifts that I bought for them. It can’t be measured to such a huge present.  I then told the kids to stay in the class during recess so that I could give them something. I don’t have any class that day so I really need to this despite I was forbidden to do so. Muahahaha. I’m too lazy to care. ^^

It’s a teddy bear, noted Benjie. It’s impossible, I said. It’s a teddy bear, noted Benjie again. Nah, I insisted. I bet it’s a very small gift and they used lots of newspaper to wrap it hence making it huge beyond comparison. This is because the gift was lighter than it looked.

Sorting out gifts was another hard thing to do because if I were to sort gifts according to the best group, it will be quite unfair to the others since the it so happens that the best kid was in that group, hence doing almost everything to herself(most of the time) while the rest of the members looked helplessly at her. Besides, it will be unfair if the winner group includes the students who refuse to pass up their work most of the time, if not copy people’s work all the time or pass up their work late. Hence, i ended up grouping the best students together whilst the ill-behaved students last. RIIINNNGGG! At last… The parting moment has come…With help of my students, we carried the snacks up and the huge present up( they wanted me to open it in front of them).

I gave them the snacks etc, took pictures with them and fooling around with them in the class. Then, it was time for mr to tear up the gift wrapper. But before that, I was asked to guess the present. I have no idea, I replied. Guessla…, they chorused. I was indeed no match for that pleading, excited eyes of theirs so I gave in by saying the first thing that comes to  my mind. Teddy bear? At that moment, silence dawned. I looked at them. One of them managed to recover and said, ‘Ms. 107, you can guess whatever you want. Quick, open it.’  Then, out sprang… my teddy bear…hahaha. I stared at the soft toy helplessly. So huge. I received other gifts as well. A bracelet with my name on it, a small cup, a book, pens, an album and a self-made scrapbook with pictures of them and their wishes not only to me but to Benjie in it. You can even find, questions like, ‘Is Benjie your boyfriend in it?’ I will definitely treasured everything that I shared with them forever. I will definitely miss them terribly.  Minasan, arigatou gozaimasu. I appreciated it very much.  

Parting is such sweet sorrow.
William Shakespeare

‘Mimi, Happy Birthday in advance’ ….’sis, wat la u…it’s still early…where can main tipu 1.’ ….duh….i dun even have the time to anticipate my birthday. The truth’s that I nearly forgotten all about it. Well, It’s tomorrow. My birthday is the same as the late Mother Theresa. A day before MJ”s and a day after Datuk Nicol David’s. I hardly noe the dates but i do noe the days. I hardly even read the newspapers but I do watch news. Reading takes too much time. If I read, Hahaha…I’ll just bury my nose in it for hours. Watching?…Not really. It’s more towards listening to the news than watching it. Lesson planning or multi tasking while listening to it.

Coming back to what I was at the first place. m still clueless on what to teach the students. I absolutely have no idea on what to teach the students. My observation’s tomorrow. Arghhh!Puzzles? Hmm….Bingo? But I’m teaching Literature tomorrow. *sighed* Help me….I always do things last minute. It’s not that I dun want to do. It’s just that good ideas are hard to come by. Even though I have something in mind, I’ll still change it last minute. Last minute ideas are always the best. I will not settle for something that I thought of and be satisfied with it-Period!….I will still be thinking for other perfect ones until the day. That’s why I’m slow. Hence, I sleep lesser than any other people(I guess). My sleeping pattern is weird as well. The time when everyone is asleep, I’ll be burning midnite oil and vice versa. Hmm.. wat to do? I can’t think of anything. It’s not like I can’t think of anything, it’s just that I refused to do what other teachers will do. That’s so boring. *Yawning*

m drawing puzzles at the moment. I’m having a hard time drawing it. If I’m doing puzzles with them tomorrow, then I’ll have to draw eight sets of puzzles…Impossible la…To teach plot or To teach climax? Hmmm…But I told them in the previous lesson that I’ll be teaching climax. Yet I still can’t squeeze out anything from my brain. Not exactly. I thought of teaching them the way I carried out climax before last year in Dr. Glady’s class but it’s not easy to find picture on ‘How Dalat GOt Its Name.’ I’ll show you my beautiful piece of work next time. Not now. My brother is sleeping peacefully in the room. I wouldn’t want to rummage through my things now. So wait patiently.Muahahaha…^^. *Tired* MY brain dries up already. It’s time to refresh my brain. Hehe. Oyasuminasai! Will be waking up at midnight to continue what I’ve left behind. Nite……

Anyway, let me give you a hint. What’s every or you could say most drivers’ and the commuters’ favourite hobby regardless of ages, sizes and gender?

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I dun understand why I always Always manage to spot these things from afar or vice versa.

The first time happened early this week. I was very tired so I sat (usually I stand) down on one of the seats in the PUTRA LRT.  I was very sleepy but i’ve to teach on that day so I jz closed my eyes on and off. Somehow, I came to realise that the commuters sitting opposite me were staring openly towards me….I absolutely have no idea what they’re staring at first so I jz ignored them but curiosity kills the cat. Did i snore? My saliva? Nah, it couldn’t be since I wasn’t even sleeping. I was resting my eyes only. Hmm…..This time, I opened my eyes widely and looked at the commuters…They’re not staring at me la so…I followed their gaze…and to my surprise they’re staring at the lady sitting beside me. I din turn to look at her  but somehow I managed to take a peek at her. Fuyoh!Fuyoh!. She was busy picking her nose PUBLICLY with fingers from both hands. ~.~ yiakkkkkkkkkksss. ( I should have looked at her with disgust but I din. I’m not that bad. Let her digla as long as she’s happy even though other people *sighed* It’s no good moaning-you’ll just have to grin and bear it) I tried to move away from her slowly. Unfortunately I was sandwiched between her and a lady(i guess) beside me. =.=! Left with no choice I made sure that she din touch me at all. Thoughout the journey she was so engrossed with her findings…smoothing her findings and making em into small shooting balls or even sticking em on the pole next to her. The pole where the commuters hold on to wen they couldn’t get a seat…I was totally speechless… GOSH >< …mamma mia      Imagine me staying put throughout the journey. Of course, u yourself might be shot by the unidentified bullet. Hey, u never noe…

Maybe they should put sign like ‘no pickin’ in the trains. For even now, I’ve to think twice before I hold on to the pole.

Should i share with u other life situations like this as well? perhaps no….as if u never dig before….hahahaha…^o^

Sometimes I wonder what life is all about. The meaning of our existance…I  question about it most of the time when I’ve nothing better to do. Then, always ended up being upset about it. Sadist, huh? Doing the things that we do daily?…I can’t imagine doing the same thing for the rest of my life. That’s when being a teacher comes in.

‘Mimi, Why dun u become a teacher? Teacher is a noble job and u’ll have lots of holidays. Besides, u r a female. Hence, You have more time to spend with your own family wen you get married in the future. Bla…blah …blahhh.’

I just can’t stand people who wants to control my life. Can’t I do something on my own. I dun mind the payment, the holidays or watsoever as long as the enjoyment is there. I can’t stick to something for the rest of my life. I’ll get bored with it. The same goes to the ice cream job that I’d. One month is enough to noe how boring it’s not excluding the teaching profession. It’s not that the job is boring. It’s very challenging wen you have to think most of the time on how to get the message across to the students especially wen their English proficiency r super low. Truthfully, I wouldn’t wan to teach a class full of smart kids. It’s not as challenging as the kids m teaching rite now. The enjoyment of finally having them understand watever you’re teaching is always there as well as appreciating watever you’ve done for them. It’s just the that the life as a teacher is very much predictable. Waking up early in the morning, brushing your teeth, doing your business, going to school after that, teaching, coming back after school hours, marking students’ work, cracking your head on what to teach tomolo and finally sleeping. Isn’t all this predictable? …Something unpredictable? Something gotta to do with history for I’ve always love history. I’ve always wanted to become an archeologist or even an egyptologist. That’ll take a very long time. what to do…I’ll jz have to bear with it Hopefully I can make it. Worst to worst, I’ll just read about it lo. ^^

What is more, he even pestering Benjie to let him use Benjie’s name as….eye witness…you may called that. Not once but most of the time. I believe He even use Benjie’s name to threaten other kids just as the way he did wen he was just a probation prefect. Yet he failed 4 times already. I got tired of it. When will I have the peace… Benjie’s alrite with him. Even worst, Benjie’s amused and fascinated with him. *Duhhh* Basically, I don’t have any class today. I’m always free on Friday. What to do? Sleep lo…Heehee^^

*have to go back to Uni next week wen evione’s enjoying their holiday * so nice….