♥ Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Me teacher.
After the navel piercing, it hurt pretty badly. Each time I try to bend forward *OUCH* a painful sting strikes the wounded navel.. I even find the 'PROCESS' of sitting down painful! Like what Nina said " You look like a pregnant woman trying to sit down..*EVIL LAUGH*"
Yea right..*roll eyes*
"it hurts ok."
Now that the pain is gone, and it is starting to itchy-bitchy daym freaking badly!
Everyone had been quite busy lately. I would proudly announce that I'm pretty BUSY these few days too. At least not rotting away at home.ME BUSY WORKING!!! hehe.. Started my job on Monday. I seriously have NO IDEA why or how on god's green earth did I ever get myself into such situation.. *bah*
Me :" *excited* eh! Guess what? I'm starting work on Monday!"
Moggie :" You what?!"
Me :" *Smiling from ear to ear* WORK!"
Nina :" Working as what?"
Me :" Promise me you guys won't laugh."
Moggie & Nina..... "okayyyy"
Me: " TEACHER!"
Okay, so they didn't keep their promises. THEY STARTED LAUGHING OUT LOUD I think they almost broke all the windows and glasses !! eiyer.. they are such meanies!!
Right, I don't look like a teacher. =.="
I love kids!
I mean... I really DO!
But NOT until the started driving me up the wall. They drive me nuts man! They are superb hyperactive.
I have a feeling their asses are alergic to chairs. God dammit! No matter how much I shout begging them to sit down and keep their fucking mouth shut, they just can't seem to understand me! *knock knock? hello? Am I like speaking in some alien language?!"
It is time for someone to invent some multipurpose glue to glu the kids asses to the chairs and lips together so that they won't make so much noise.
For some god-knows what reason, the school wants me to teach the subject I fear most. CHINESE. I hate chinese. *bah!* I also had to teach science in CHINESE, science in ENGLISH. Someone should really tell the school that I used to fail really badly in both science and chinese subject during primary school..
And and! I daym layan the kids okay. They report practically everything to me! Lets see..
"Teacher! someone pinched me!"
"Teacher! He stole my pencil!"
" Teacher! She is sitting at my place!"
"Teacher! Her stuff just crossed over the boundary of
my table!"
" Teacher! I went to petaling street last
week."
RIGHHTTTT, So what does petaling street got to do with me?
Everything oso must report to the teacher wan meh?! If only I could tell them right in their faces " DO I LOOK LIKE A BALAI POLIS TO YOU?!"
And OH MY GOD! GRANDMOTHER OF ALL APES...
The amount of students who wants to go to the toilet really freaks me inside out. It is like a hotline kinda thingy. Non-stop weh! Every second sure got people want to go.
It is impossible to have a weak bledder at such young age right?
tsk tsk tsk...
I gave them homeworks to keep them busy.
Reminds me of my kindie drawings.. so cute!!!!
ASKAR?! Maybe this dude should think twice before becoming a soldier. NS nearly killed me ok...
Last but not least! A cute 8 year old Indian boy came up to me and gave me a piece of paper. He said he drew the a robot specially for me.. =) awww.. how sweet of him.. It is even cuter to see an indian boy speaking mandrian..And this cute lil chinese girl folded something I-don't-know-what-it-is for me. CUTE! sweet! Kids are so adorable even when they are naughty.
Its a new exprience to become a teacher.
