Wednesday, April 20, 2011

I never want to grow up

        This is for Hemlatha and everyone out there who can't fight their age

  I'm so jealous of all the babies, toddlers, and young kids out there. Yes, all of you who are under 7 and still watching cartoons thinking Powerpuff Girls or Superman is going to safe the world. I mean just look at them! When they are facing any problems at all, all they do is cry. CRY. That's all and all their problems are solved. Fall down, cry. Things missing, cry. No sweets, cry. And they get what they want after that. Can I do the same? NO. Yes, I can cry. But after an hour or more of tears wasted, I'm still stuck with the same problem. Nobody saves me. Let's sue Disney, fairy tales are all fake. Sometimes I just wished somebody solved all my problems, met all my challenges, went through all the horrors for me. I just don't want to grow up okay?

  As you celebrate more birthdays, gain more wrinkles and crowfeet, become taller and in my case wider, your responsibility piles up too. It becomes so heavy you just want to run away and leave everything behind. Unfortunately, no matter how much you run, everything still catches up with you. I told my mom how tough it was becoming an adult, and she told me this was all part of life. I realise how much I never really matured. I still wanted mummy. I still wanted candy. I simply felt lost. How the hell do they get married at 18? I still watch cartoon. Being an adult is different. You start to think more. You start to lose your ignorance and lose bliss at the same time. You simply change into something called "adult". I remember vividly how I made conclusions adults don't know and understand how it's like to be a child or teenager when I was in primary. Looking back, I wonder if I would ever understand a kid or teen in another few years.

  I changed my life plan.

  I want to fail. I want to cry. I want to be criticized. And then I want to wear the biggest smile on my face, and face anything in life. I want to get up from my fall with my own strenght, not wanting any prince charming to save me. I want disappointment, criticism and pain to make me stronger, braver and wiser.

  My heart still hurts from my driving. Help me mend my broken heart.

  GROW UP KID! Fairy tales are fake.

Friday, April 15, 2011

My Last Day of Work

  So, no human being is going to call me "teacher" anymore. I'm cool with it.

  Today was my last day as a kindergarten teacher. I don't know, just when I start to actually like the job, I leave it. The new teacher is more experienced than me, having taught for 6 years. She teaches better, and seeing that the children will get better education, me leaving seems more than worth it. I feel grateful. Really. Seeing it's the last day, Mrs Wong bought me nasi lemak with chicken rendang. She was also the only one who held my hand and wished me good luck. The other teachers well.. teacher Radha was my favourite.Teacher Radha will be getting married next year January and will live in Johor Bahru!
Teacher Radha and me
  I wanted to take pictures of the building and all but teacher Vani told it wasn't a good idea at all. Apparently, dear principal didn't like people snapping pictures of her palace. *_* The place had CCTV okay?

  Still, I took pictures of the kids! Wait, blogger keeps telling me that I can't post them up due to some problems...+_+

  Well, it's weird but I work with teacher Veiji whose son studied in the same school as me and the next door class. (5A) And the problem here is I don't know her son yet I know his mother. Talk about "How I Met Your Mother".

  Cheers to my class kids- Bryan Shim, Hen Ree, Eason Tan, Ker Zhen, Kheng Yi, (my favourite for all the freaking times) Ian, Nicole, Xuen Yin, Fei Fei, Kai En, Xin Hui, Siew Yu, Fiona Tan.

  I know you guys will forget me and I will forget you guys too. All the best there!

  Friday, a day that starts the end of something.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Happy Birthday Yi Ting Moon!


This was taken last year in 5B class. Yi ting stands next to Tan Leng in class T-shirt.
   Ignore the one covering her face. She is gazelle from Africa. She is homesick and complains that the grass here is not green. She also misses her other animal friends.

  Happy Birthday Yi Ting! Gosh, can't wait to meet you when you finally become a nurse! Lots of love from me! I hope Lady Luck smile at you all the time and all your weird dreams come true.