Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Officially not fierce

The principal is working very hard to end the culture of sleeping in class, teachers are free to call the principal to come rotan the sleeping kids.

This morning, a boy, R, just refused to wake up. His friend, M said: Teacher, R said he likes you, but he is shy to tell you. If he doesn't see you he can't sleep. That's why now he's now sleeping.

Me: ... *holds laughter* *poker face* HAHAHAHAHA. That was smooth lol lol. 

During the same period, they were playing with sellotape, taping their friends. 
Me: I'm going to ask the principal to come! *takes out phone*
Students: whoooo Cikgu iPhone 6 ke 6s?

Me: ... ... *tahan* *sabar* *poker face* *fail* *sighs* iPhone 6

Of course the above dialogues are all in BM. I've grown so accustomed to speaking BM, until even the students say selamat pagi to me. Exam's coming soon I need a break ahhhahhhhhahhhh

Wednesday, April 13, 2016


Hi! I'm back again.
A new principal is here, and all I can say about the current situation is: *huru-hara*

He was a Pengetua Cemerlang, he has big hopes for the school and the students. I can't agree more when he said that these kids need education. 

A retiring teacher told us he reminds her of the ex-principal in Kuching High. True that, I can foresee heavy workload and stress, but a part of me is ready for it. Maybe this way I'll feel less useless, I'll grab this chance to grow and mature.

_On classroom control_
I think *fingers crossed* that I have improved a little. I introduced games again, lower level ones though, focusing mainly on vocabulary. The kids seem to be enjoying these and are getting more involved. I no longer fake to be fierce or act too bitchy, cz they know it was just an act. Good for me too, if it continues, I'm afraid I'll have to check my blood pressure on a daily basis. Lol

Still no news yet. Just have to continue being positive.

Got very frustrated over the weekend. Don't you just hate viruses, like please don't ruin my life, I haven't been backing up my laptop since forever!

Hee, currently reading David Baldacci. Yet another unputdownable author, (stupid lesson planning being the exception)

Yay it's already midweek, I feel quite drained mentally. Gonna escape to the book for comfort. 


P.s: nearest McD is 45 minutes away ohmy 

Monday, April 4, 2016

April already

I'm home again, can you believe it? 
No I'm not so manja that I have to go home every week, although it is another long weekend YAYY didn't I tell you I hate Mondays.

Here comes the story.
On one fine afternoon (last Thursday), the roommate and I were santai-ing in our bigass living room. Suddenly she got a text from her friend asking her to check her SPP status.

Like this.

Apparently they have been called for interview, which, upon succeeding and posting, would turn us into real teachers, as in guru tetap, with a higher pay and all the benefits that I should be enjoying right now.

And it seemed the entire batch of the roommate was called for interview. Nervous and half-trembling, I also went to check my status. But surprise, surprise! What I got was the above screenshot. I was in fact a little taken aback, but housemates thought they might be going by uni, and it did seem rather logical that UPSI graduates would be the priority. 

Then, in the evening, I suddenly heard from Aivee and MC that they had also received the message to go for interview, not only them, another coursemate too. That's when I got really worried, as I assumed the whole batch also got called, so why was I forgotten? And then I started getting so down, I felt like I was left hanging, I didn't know what to do.

Next morning after class I called SPP. I needed an answer. After numerous transfer of lines, I finally got an e-mail address. Lol. And still believing that I might be so unluckily left out, I started busying myself with my fellow housemates, getting lesson plans done, completing the file and et cetera. I was not in any mood to teach or talk. 

Then, I talked to mum. We both thought it was better if I went home because IF SPP realized their mistake (missing mu name) and decided to slot me in the Tuesday interview, at least I would already be in Kuching, less hassle. 

So that's how I finally hopped onto the bus back home, with the most modest set of baju kurung in my bag. 

At this point, I was still positive that I'd be going for the interview on Tuesday hahaha. But when I almost reached Kuching, another coursemate whatsapped me. Apparently she and a few more are also being left out. That was when I knew I'm going home for nothing. But it's home we're talking about! So not complaning hehehe.

Yea, so that's how I ended up being home. 

Fyi, still no reply from the guy. Heh.

Saturday, April 2, 2016

A love letter to the moon

每個人一生都會遇到很多不一樣的人 而遇見了的每一個人 對不同的人又有不同的意義

其實認識妳也沒有多久 不過四年多了說不久也挺久了 真正熟起來更加沒有多久 我也忘了幾時 不過有時也感覺好像很久了

我們不太一樣 可是又有點一樣 
昨天早上在辦公室看了妳的部落格很不爭氣的哭了 哭得別人以為我生病了 

有時想妳的時候 偶爾也會想起他 偶爾也會想念他 
因為有他在的世界 你是快樂的 其實認識妳 知道妳的人怎麼可能不知道妳的痛 那段最痛苦的時間雖然已經過去 可是痛始終還是痛 失去了深愛的人 在那麼美好的年華 其實也都知道說什麼都是無謂的安慰 

妳很厲害 妳很好勝 妳不喜歡沒有方向的感覺
可是妳真的可以軟弱 不要害怕 不要討厭妳的這一面 因為妳也是人啊 是經歷過那麼痛的痛的人 

現在隔了一片海 不能像以前那樣陪妳 可是妳也不再需要依賴那種陪伴 遠遠的關心 妳知道常常我都會在電話另一端 真心希望有天妳可以好好的接受自己 喜歡上現在的自己 妳是跟以前不一樣了 可是不一樣不是壞事 一輩子都一樣 這也不符合不認輸不願平凡的妳 

要喜歡上自己才有接受別人 喜歡別人的能力 然後我是真的很想抱抱妳

先祝妳台灣之旅愉快 去看看世界吧 也祝他生日快樂 梁惠雯加油 <3