This Damn Thing called SCHOOL

"Girl, join us for the boys' night at St James lei"
"Cannot. Got school tml."

"Baobei, shopping 2mr?"
"Cannot lei. Got school lei."

"Ms Tan Wen Qi, the new stocks just arrived. Do you still want me to keep aside some for you till tml?"
"Its ok. I got school. No time. Thank you."

"Xiao Jie, can go for coffee tonight ma?"
"Cannot la, got school in the morning la."

"When shall we go for our sentosa huh?"
"Duno lei. Got school everyday lei."

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I DO NOT LIKE SCHOOL AT ALL!

When I was teaching, I was grumbling about the work load. But at least I get to go off at 1.30pm promptly everyday. It's just pack and ciao.

Back to schooling for myself, it sucks. Coz the personnels planning timetable are imbeciles. So I get full 5 day study week but only 2hrs each day. It doesnt help that school is light years away. I age 20yrs on the train every single trip.

You know what they say about people being younger when they travel in light years and all? That's crap. That's the mad scientist's stand. Trust me. It doesnt help at all. Not even Chanel Blanc Essentiel can help you if you have to travel to my school to study. Nothing helps.

Nothing except when you own a car. Or when you know someone who is driving and can pick you up. Or when you can drive and your daddy is overseas and you can drive his car. Or my 5Charity girls decided enough is enough and decided to burn down the school. Or when your bank is so full of moola and you can afford to just wave your arm along the road everyday.

Speaking of which, I had an ultra divine spiritual day yesterday. First day of school. The usual gossip - someone's friend's sister's in-law's cousin's friend is now attached to this so-and-so blah blah blah. Not interesting. Teachers are boring. Trainee teachers are even boring-er if possible. But that's not the point.

The point is, there were empty cabs driving around in school! Without hall, I decided I should be a reformed character, attending tutorials and lectures faithfully, taking the public transport loyally. Yet God was trying to communicate to me. The first empty cab drifted by, and I looked away quickly. The 2nd empty cab rolled by and I checked my chipped nails again. 3rd cab inched across my horizon and I stared determinedly into the space where the bus will appear. 4th cab positively slither by and I SWEAR GOD WAS TESTING ME.

I resisted the temptation though and sat firmly on the hard stones NIE call seats. Oh well, Dear Father, Your Son shall not suffer in vain.

Then....the 5th cab dropped off passengers in front of me....and I finally got enlightened. It was a sign from God to take a cab. God was practically pushing me into the cab. So I decided I shall not rebel anymore and just hop on the cab as pre-destined.

You have to believe me. In a secluded cement jungle like school, it is considered your lucky day if you can get an empty cab. It is a phenomenon if you encounter 2 empty cabs. It becomes a supernatural occurrence if you see 3 empty cabs. So my experience of 5 empty cabs juz prove my point. It is simply divine intervention.

Another matter altogether. I have no idea why my students like me or why I like my students or why my CTs are so nice or why my supervisor is so cool and lax. I have no idea. CTs, supervisors wise, I guess we can complain to NIE. But of all stories I heard, Huda has to fear the worse. My god! I really admire that girl for enduring everything silently. Students wise, maybe I put gong tao on them. Otherwise I cant explain this chemistry sizzling between them and I too.

Anyway, just to re-iterate my point, I dont survive on riches. I dont thrive on bling blings. Everybody loves a dash of moola loving once in a while. So dont get me wrong just based on the clothes on my back, the shoes on my feet, the paint on my nails, the label on my phone. Its not even my freaking phone. And no, my baby is taken and no, his friends are not interested in girlfriends at the moment. Plus, I swear no more "new sem, new beginning, new bf". It's just the occupational disease. Got to kick this re-train habit. But if your interested in my training bf lesson plans, especially financial wise, please just drop me a line.

And here, I end my ramblings for the day.