haha. i'm super high now.
just got back from lunch with fuzz in damansara. had a little bit of gossippy chitchat. now i'm super duper sleepy from all that mee rebus.
it seems that this week will be the last to berfoya-foya as the letters will arrive next week. yatoque suggests that we should look for boxes to pack our things. pity her, she has a whole 0f 5 years of rubbish while mine is barely 2 years old.
and rumour has it that my future boss will be a lady. a lady boss? gila, if she's anything like erra fazira (opps never seen the mobie before but i can imagine what its like ;p) i'll drop dead. i would rather have my now boss ten times more. well, i do have a lil bit of experience working with her. i hope we'll get along just fine. but for sure no 10am clock-ins. or 4pm clock-outs either.
tomorrow will be teaching day. i feel its been ages since i saw the kids. teaching is definitely not for me because i dont have that patience of a true teacher. i'm not saying they are a bit slower than the average but there's so much of a thin line of kesabaran that i doubt will remain a line.
tapi kan i always have this dream of teaching in the arab continent. i thought it would be much easier. but no, its going to be impossible because at least with these kids i can struggle with Bahasa, but with the arabs? my arab is so much worse i'll bet i won't understand myself. so poof! gone.
i need to get out of this crappy hole so that my post will be more interesting. tyiara, can we switch jobs please? yours sound so much fun what with the globe-trotting and all. ;p (bet i can't handle that too except the globe-trotting part ;p)
need to go the ladies. have been keeping it since morning. no wonder i can hardly sit still.
daa.
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