I just spent like half the pay from the stint at the Expo on online shopping. Hurr. So not what you're supposed to do when you're sick at home. Groggy groggy. Whatever.

The 3N classes were pretty well behaved yesterday and i'm so happy that Sally came to class and even took notes. RuiFa slept though. Still, i think i'm teaching them too fast. Never mind, recap during the next lesson ! I'm quite at a loss as to whether i should proceed with the syllabus for the Express class though. According to their teacher's plans, i'm way ahead of time. Oh well.

Now to start planning the test papers. Also, i need to buy more easter chocolates ! Any day's a good day to give stuff to my lovable kiddies ! Well, as Wenxin might say, i'm such a sucker for marketing. Bah !



Ps. Dear Shuyun, please remember to keep your markers after use. You've lost 6 this week already !

3N3 was behaving pretty well today. Even Rui Fa took notes. I feel so happy. I printed extra notes for them as a reward. (:

Anyway, getting kinda annoyed at the Express class lately due to their unruly conduct at times. I feel vexed enough at times to just scream my head off at them for being so thick. Not to mention lazy. If you're too lazy to make your own notes, most likely you dont deserve any given. The audacious demands for notes ever so often. Heh. It's like, if you bothered to LISTEN and NOTE-TAKE when i speak, perhaps you wont need to whine so much for extra notes any more. I cannot recall which guy was it, but the fact that you complained about having to make notes yourself disgusts me.


Oh well. Still, tomorrow a brand new banana-pancake day ! Need to start planning the tests tonight. Gah. I'm so not getting paid enough for these nonsense.


Ps. Totally irrelevant to teaching but MAX IS FEATURED IN THE PAPERS (the weekly insert for Straits Times; MindYourBody). Talk about huge photo. Gahhh. Miss the sailors so much; especially Jovin, MC, Max and Danial. ):

Got a lift from Neighbour Joey's mum to school this morning. Makes my life so much easier.

Anyway, amusingly i'm shifted from my initial spot near the entrance to the middle of the staff room at this cubicle next to his mum today. Not to mention i FINALLY get to meet the science teachers that are able to tell me about the syllabus on my classes.

Seeing the 3A/B and 1B classes tomorrow. Expecting much nonsense. I'm still amused by how i got 3A/B's attention initially by talking about bacteria conjugation. Gahhh. Okay. Off to prepare my work meet Neighbour Joey now.

cadence

It's my fault isnt it ?

It is, it has to be.

And to think i wonder why i always felt like a firestorm waiting to happen.

I swear, that is one scary school.


And whatever, i'm wearing skater shoes on tuesday. Raised footwear on a daily basis is such a pain.

Oh oh. I just had a student adding me now. Wonder if giving them the email is a good idea. Should have given them the business one instead i suppose, still, no harm i guess..

I need to get some backing from some of the more influential bunch in the class somehow.

Free fall

People talk about “the Presence”, they speak of people falling to their knees, sobbing until puddles formed on the floor, shaking uncontrollably. They speak of how they are overcome by the Holy Spirit and how the love of God just enveloped them and held them right there.

I used to listen, and imagine it as a distant thing happening in another corner of the world, because there was no way that I, nor the ultra-conservative people sitting on my right and left, would ever consciously do. Which is the beauty of it all, because on Saturday I saw - was a part of - it all happening, and it was never a conscious thing from the get go.

If this is jumping out of a plane, I sure as hell don’t want ever want a parachute.

-Fauxnatism: 303 Days to ORD/ God


Decided to blog hop a bit when i discovered that not long after i stopped reading Fauxnatism, Denys and John decided to split. Funny thing is, only reason why i decided to check it out was because i saw Denys at Siglap's Starbucks with this girl the other day. Seeing him reminds me how it's really been some time. 4 years since Nicholas and all the madness surrounding the Victorians.

Anyways, reading this entry was weird. It feels like someone writing about how i used to be. First time to observe, second time to experience, third time to believe. If you close your mind to Him, even if the miracle you've been crying out for happened right in front of you, you'll still deny Him. The robber, was so near Christ yet still denied Him.

There's no looking back once you believed though, because as narrow as the path shown is, the light is too alluring to resist, the grace too beautiful to deny. Last Sunday's service was pretty crazy i guess. For the first time in a long while i went up during altar call. Was already pretty overwhelmed halfway through worship, didnt help that communion was that week. I wonder how much tissue i used up that day. Ha. And thank you Yanyi for the hug after that. (:

Oh well. Just hope they dont spice up this week's service too much with funny cny songs, i'll so totally scream. Gimmi a nice quiet session to reflect please.

cny day1

My most beloved arch nemesis came over to my place this year, surprisingly. It feels like we take a shot together every year. Guess you could say we pretty much grew up together back from my Pre-K days at grandma's place. Then there was primary school (which i'll still say "HE BULLIED ME !") and even in sec sch he had to end up knowing some of my friends due to scouts. I was pretty stunned when Andrew mentioned that he knows him 2 years back and how Gerald always has to embarrass me in front of my friends. Not forgetting how he dragged me into the canteen when i visited him during VJC's Open House and hugged me in clear sight of his buddies for no real reason. I swear he always makes life difficult for me. Doesnt help that our relationship is pretty complicated. Hahaha.




And the FAMILY dp of the month ! Weili's lousy connection finally pays off. I laugh everytime she logs in again and PN's face pops up ! Hahahahahaha. But somehow the OLD ONES' photos disappeared which is quite a source of annoyance - especially for weili i believe due to all her efforts in tying up her hair. Hahahahha. Shall have to try and retrieve it somehow for amusement sake. Hurr.

dark passion play

Just picked up the latest Nightwish album (at last !) and the first song's really pretty. At 14 minutes, it quite a cinematic song with dark layers slowly unfolding. The Orchestra was awesome here in The Poet and The Pendulum (like in almost every song) and being such a long and pretty piece, reminded me of another old favorite - Ghost Love Score. The album touched on quite a variety of stuff this round. Loved Last of the Wilds, the Irish feel to it was so pretty. The pipes and the guitars. Sighhhh.





The new singer Annette's voice is rather pop-ish for Nightwish really, makes them feel kinda mellowwwwwwwww. Tarja's strong, classical, operatic voice booming over the metallic symphonies was what hooked me onto the group. Still, Annette's voice while lacking the power does work alright for some of the songs.. Just takes some getting used to i guess. Vocals. Sniff. Oh well.

Nevertheless, Tuomas's composition skills were still top notch making this one of me favourite albums by them. Oh and i did i mention that The Orchestra was really good for this album ? And the drums. Jukka. <3


Anyone knows where i can read "The Pit and The Pendulum" by Edgar Allen Poe ?


My fall will be for you.
My love will be in you.
If you be the one to cut me,
I will bleed forever.

now that you're gone.

because we were always waiting for an epic whirlwind to come along and change our lives.

Why are we acting so indifferent in front of others when in actuality it's killing us inside ?

For we are stubborn people who refuse to budge, who refuse to show weakness, who refuse to give in.

Yet we still walked, walking along the path that became a merge of lives, though I never realized when I let go of yours and when you released mine.

Maybe i was wrong, maybe i just have yet to truly understand the meaning of sharing. Not you anyway.

So we walk down the concrete path, my hand in yours and your hand in mine; wondering, how long, just how much longer before that first string snaps.

But you have never let me fall away. Even till now. Watching every closure, every pain.

My silly little princess who wears a silver chain around your wrist; i love you very very much.

Maybe we should just let history repeat itself, just to experience the joy the laughter and the tears once more.

They danced, a slow and awkward dance
In the summer rain.


Therefore;
Ray of the Sun
and Shadow


You are everything that i am, yet everything that i am not

I fear that, we're so alike,
and maybe
this resemblance shall be our ultimate downfall.


I cringe everytime i recall you. I have never felt so hopeless and dejected about something before. Never. So much i dont even feel like i've bothered.

Mr déjà vu, now that you're gone, would things ever be the same again ?

Fasten the rose collar
Hold the silver chain in your mouth
Tonight, too, someone will meet his end

And we'll burn out like a firestorm.

In essence, it's still too much, too heavy and too dear.

~*~

It’s not the tree that forsakes the flower
But the flower that forsakes the tree
Someday I’ll learn to love these scars
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words