Sunday, February 27, 2005
I went to play pool after church service yesterday, and I was satisfied with my form. Nowadays I'm playing more consistently, and getting slightly better at placing. Looks like I'm fulfilling my training objectives (oooh I sound like a true blue MOE educator). I started the evening almost clearing table. After my 6th shot, the last 2 shots were achievable. But eeeeeevil J (and I know you are reading my blog, J) purposely called my name before I hit the cue ball and distracted me. EEEEEEvil. I almost broke my record of 6 balls and could have gotten nearer to my goal of clearing table. Sigh.
I went for Remedial Training this morning at Bedok camp. Yes, the day has finally come. After starting to fail my IPPT since 3 years ago, I had been successfully deferring RT due to my student status, even in NIE. But not anymore. So here I am, to face the grim reality: every Tue and Sun, the army will pay me half a day's wages (my last-time NSF pay lah, not current one...) to use the gym and running track of Bedok camp. It doesn't sound as gruesome and ruesome putting it into (positive) perspective. Actually, it would force me to exercise, which I seriously lack discipline to. Unless IPPT is in the near future. Anyway, today's RT was an 'orientation package'. So it wasn't the least bit strenous. Just a lot of briefings, tours and explanations. Coming Tue, I should get dead-beat though.
Will I finally get back into shape? Stay tuned to Tue's blog. Haha...blog advertisement. Anyway, I'm disappointed to find out that I've regained the weight I lost when I fell sick. Back to square 1. And I shrunk in height! Or was I merely deceived all these years? Hmmmm...
I went for Remedial Training this morning at Bedok camp. Yes, the day has finally come. After starting to fail my IPPT since 3 years ago, I had been successfully deferring RT due to my student status, even in NIE. But not anymore. So here I am, to face the grim reality: every Tue and Sun, the army will pay me half a day's wages (my last-time NSF pay lah, not current one...) to use the gym and running track of Bedok camp. It doesn't sound as gruesome and ruesome putting it into (positive) perspective. Actually, it would force me to exercise, which I seriously lack discipline to. Unless IPPT is in the near future. Anyway, today's RT was an 'orientation package'. So it wasn't the least bit strenous. Just a lot of briefings, tours and explanations. Coming Tue, I should get dead-beat though.
Will I finally get back into shape? Stay tuned to Tue's blog. Haha...blog advertisement. Anyway, I'm disappointed to find out that I've regained the weight I lost when I fell sick. Back to square 1. And I shrunk in height! Or was I merely deceived all these years? Hmmmm...
Saturday, February 26, 2005
I'm waiting for my mum to finish cooking lunch, so here I am to blog~
I caught the International Festival of Magic last night. For free! Hehe. Apparently the Youth network received some free tickets sponsored by the church, so I was one of the fortunate recipients. I brought 2 of my boys there, along with my colleague Sherry, who brought along her younger sister and aunt (who looks very young for a mother of a 17 yr old). It was cool stuff. Yesterday's show was a competition among Asian magicians, with some acts thrown in at the back. Most of the contestants came from Japan, interestingly enough, and it was quite impressive, considering the fact that most of them are 20 years old and under. Wow. Making a career from performing Magic. I must say that has never been in the career options preached in Singapore. I seriously wonder: if Singapore students are more informed of what is out there, perhaps we would have more surprising youths in various fields, instead of current dime-a-dozen life-science trained people.
The world is indeed small. I bumped into Sophia, the sec sch friend I mentioned I bumped into last Sunday, and found that she was in the same cell group as another girl I know. I mean, it is still surprising, given the size of my church, even though I do know quite a number of people. I went for supper at Old Airport Rd with some friends after the show. Wasted though; we were considering playing pool, but it got cancelled. Ah well.
I caught the International Festival of Magic last night. For free! Hehe. Apparently the Youth network received some free tickets sponsored by the church, so I was one of the fortunate recipients. I brought 2 of my boys there, along with my colleague Sherry, who brought along her younger sister and aunt (who looks very young for a mother of a 17 yr old). It was cool stuff. Yesterday's show was a competition among Asian magicians, with some acts thrown in at the back. Most of the contestants came from Japan, interestingly enough, and it was quite impressive, considering the fact that most of them are 20 years old and under. Wow. Making a career from performing Magic. I must say that has never been in the career options preached in Singapore. I seriously wonder: if Singapore students are more informed of what is out there, perhaps we would have more surprising youths in various fields, instead of current dime-a-dozen life-science trained people.
The world is indeed small. I bumped into Sophia, the sec sch friend I mentioned I bumped into last Sunday, and found that she was in the same cell group as another girl I know. I mean, it is still surprising, given the size of my church, even though I do know quite a number of people. I went for supper at Old Airport Rd with some friends after the show. Wasted though; we were considering playing pool, but it got cancelled. Ah well.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Howl's Moving Castle is absolutely fantastic! It is humourous, has a beautiful love story woven in, full of little surprises, and is enrapturing. I haven't enjoyed a movie this much since Incredibles, frankly. I love Japanese Anime!!!!!!
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Here are some photos from the CNY celebration we held for the SM3 students. Resolution isn't too good. More photos are coming, once I receive them from Collin...
What an exciting way to be (almost) late for school today!
I was so glad to just make it to the bus stop to catch bus number 12 today; then again, I have been just on the dot for the past few days, with necessary sprinting at times. I was almost going to doze off already when I realized that the bus is jammed at a traffic light. On closer scrutiny I realized that there is a long traffic jam stretching ahead. One delivery truck actually U-turned against the flow of traffic when the light was red to escape the jam. My colleague, who usually takes the same bus as me, called me to ask me what's the situation, because she is just two stops ahead, and she sees no bus coming.
So I waited for the bus to crawl along towards the bus stop. After some time, the buses along the road have slowed to a grinding halt. I called my colleague, and told her I would be getting off, and maybe we could share a cab. She told me she had walked one bus stop down, because she saw a mass exodus of students walking past her. So I alighted; the bus driver was nowhere to be found actually, and the front door was left open. I walked past the bus stop at the beginning of Mountbatten road, and saw indeed a mass exodus of students. A sea of white (Chung Cheng) and blue (Dunman) and some other assorted schools was slowly moving on. I walked down to the next bus stop and saw the culprit of the jam.
A private bus had crashed into the corrugated iron boarding of a construction site on the side of the road, almost perpendicular to the road. Now the road was only a 2-lane road, so the bus completely sealed off traffic. Now what was interesting is that from the angle of the bus, it looked like it had gone against traffic to collide into the boarding. In fact, it looked like most probably it had come from the other direction (adjacent road), crashed past the divider, and then went perpendicular. Most probable, because there was no other car involved, so it couldn't have been a vehicle collision.
So I walked on, at the same time realizing that buses 31, 197 and 12 which go to TJC can no longer pass. There will be many, many students who would be late today. As long as they stay west of Bedok, and take any of those 3 numbers. I called the admin office to inform them, and walked on to the next bus stop where my colleague was waiting. There were no empty cabs in sight whatsoever though, so we had to call for a cab. We picked up one TJC student stranded at the bus stop, and the cab came at 7.15 am. Fortunately, we made it about 2 minutes before assembly commenced, but I was without my tie because I had no time to come up to my office first. Bleah. I'm sure many people noticed the absence of the school tie.
I was so glad to just make it to the bus stop to catch bus number 12 today; then again, I have been just on the dot for the past few days, with necessary sprinting at times. I was almost going to doze off already when I realized that the bus is jammed at a traffic light. On closer scrutiny I realized that there is a long traffic jam stretching ahead. One delivery truck actually U-turned against the flow of traffic when the light was red to escape the jam. My colleague, who usually takes the same bus as me, called me to ask me what's the situation, because she is just two stops ahead, and she sees no bus coming.
So I waited for the bus to crawl along towards the bus stop. After some time, the buses along the road have slowed to a grinding halt. I called my colleague, and told her I would be getting off, and maybe we could share a cab. She told me she had walked one bus stop down, because she saw a mass exodus of students walking past her. So I alighted; the bus driver was nowhere to be found actually, and the front door was left open. I walked past the bus stop at the beginning of Mountbatten road, and saw indeed a mass exodus of students. A sea of white (Chung Cheng) and blue (Dunman) and some other assorted schools was slowly moving on. I walked down to the next bus stop and saw the culprit of the jam.
A private bus had crashed into the corrugated iron boarding of a construction site on the side of the road, almost perpendicular to the road. Now the road was only a 2-lane road, so the bus completely sealed off traffic. Now what was interesting is that from the angle of the bus, it looked like it had gone against traffic to collide into the boarding. In fact, it looked like most probably it had come from the other direction (adjacent road), crashed past the divider, and then went perpendicular. Most probable, because there was no other car involved, so it couldn't have been a vehicle collision.
So I walked on, at the same time realizing that buses 31, 197 and 12 which go to TJC can no longer pass. There will be many, many students who would be late today. As long as they stay west of Bedok, and take any of those 3 numbers. I called the admin office to inform them, and walked on to the next bus stop where my colleague was waiting. There were no empty cabs in sight whatsoever though, so we had to call for a cab. We picked up one TJC student stranded at the bus stop, and the cab came at 7.15 am. Fortunately, we made it about 2 minutes before assembly commenced, but I was without my tie because I had no time to come up to my office first. Bleah. I'm sure many people noticed the absence of the school tie.
Monday, February 21, 2005
I really hope term 1 will end soon. Now it's not because I am starting to dislike teaching; actually it's just because these few weeks the year 2s are doing organic synthesis, and the reagents used stink big time. Breathing them 3 times a week is a genuine pain. I long for fresh air in the lab again. Soon it will all be over. Soon.
After school I rushed down to Prince George's Park hostel in NUS. Those of us involved in the sm3 project organized a Chinese New Year celebration for the whole lot of them (about 200 of them), and we catered buffet dinner, planned games for them and had a birthday cake for the Feb babies. It took a while to get them going, but when they became more enthusiastic, they were uncontrollably boisterous.
Clearly they liked the food, but more importantly, they had a lot of fun in the games. The first game was for each group (there were 8 groups competing throughout the evening) to string together the longest chain of 'firecrackers' made from ang-pows. That was a warming up session, and they became more spontaneous after that game. In the second game, they had some kind of charade-cum-broken-telephone game, which really engaged the crowd. The third game was some telematch thing which got them up and roaring. But the part that really made the whole thing extremely fun was that each group had to take an existing song, and change the lyrics to turn it into a festive CNY song. Each group had their own song, and humour, but in the lyrics, they talked about being in a foreign land, making friends, and etc. Some parts were touching, but what moved me was the joy on their faces, and the appreciation they showed us at the end of the whole thing. It made the effort seem very much worthwhile.
One guy actually was curious enough to ask me where we came from. When I told him we are actually from a church, he wanted to find out more about the church, so I directed him to the church website. I really want to trust God for breakthroughs and see them come to know the Lord. Thank God for all that He has already done.
After school I rushed down to Prince George's Park hostel in NUS. Those of us involved in the sm3 project organized a Chinese New Year celebration for the whole lot of them (about 200 of them), and we catered buffet dinner, planned games for them and had a birthday cake for the Feb babies. It took a while to get them going, but when they became more enthusiastic, they were uncontrollably boisterous.
Clearly they liked the food, but more importantly, they had a lot of fun in the games. The first game was for each group (there were 8 groups competing throughout the evening) to string together the longest chain of 'firecrackers' made from ang-pows. That was a warming up session, and they became more spontaneous after that game. In the second game, they had some kind of charade-cum-broken-telephone game, which really engaged the crowd. The third game was some telematch thing which got them up and roaring. But the part that really made the whole thing extremely fun was that each group had to take an existing song, and change the lyrics to turn it into a festive CNY song. Each group had their own song, and humour, but in the lyrics, they talked about being in a foreign land, making friends, and etc. Some parts were touching, but what moved me was the joy on their faces, and the appreciation they showed us at the end of the whole thing. It made the effort seem very much worthwhile.
One guy actually was curious enough to ask me where we came from. When I told him we are actually from a church, he wanted to find out more about the church, so I directed him to the church website. I really want to trust God for breakthroughs and see them come to know the Lord. Thank God for all that He has already done.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
I just woke up from a long nap. I don't quite believe it, but I dreamt of (skipping the details) reconciling with my ex-gf. The thing is that it's that kind of dream where you wake up, unsure whether it was real, thinking that it actually happened, and I woke up happy. Bleah. I hate having the feeling of my mind being messed up by reality/dream.
I thoroughly enjoy karaoke today! Except for some songs which I still can't hit the high notes, I think the rest are generally alright. Now this sounds weird to some people, because as far as I know, there are many karaoke-goers who couldn't care less if they sound out-of-tune or off-key, because they are out to have fun. From this, I realized one thing about myself - Yep, I really, really am performance-driven.
If I were to go karaoke, to me it wouldn't be fun if I don't know how to sing the song, or sing off-key. That is why when I started off, I didn't like karaoke. I went to join my friends at karaoke places, only to sit in and listen, and at most sing one or two songs. In fact, now that I trace back everything that has happened, my confidence actually was triggered off by the comment of one good friend who probably had forgotten about it - Shups once remarked, "Actually you sing not bad what. Just a bit too soft." I had a really nice, long talk with her just now, but I neglected to mention this...Anyway, since her remark, I started listening to more Mandarin songs, because part of the reason why I didn't like to participate was that I knew very few Mandarin songs. And recently, there had been a few new singers, and new songs, that I really like. (And after I found lyrics for many of the songs, I'm finally beginning to like Jay Chou the mumbler.)
Same thing goes for pool. If I were to pick anything up, I'd pick it up good, beyond mere proficiency. I'm not entirely sure why I'm like this, but I suspect it's because I know I have a high learning capacity, and I can pick things up to a general level of proficiency fast usually, and therefore, I know that if I put in just some effort, I have the potential to be good at it. Ah well...I wonder what will be the next thing that sparks off my passion. Maybe 3d-animation? Haha.
I really have an incredible tendency to bump into people. After karaoke, while waiting at the bus stop, staring intently into the distance of signs of my bus, I suddenly had the instinct to turn around, and true enough, right behind me, this lady who just strolled there was my secondary school friend. I suppose she is a long-lost close friend; I used to be on very good terms with her family. Now, I'm not well-to-do, so I only acquired a computer in 1999. When I was in sec sch, a long time ago, I used to go to her place to play computer games, and got to know her little sister, who has since evolved into a giantess, and her mother, who is an excellent host and cook. We had a lot to talk about; it's been like 5 years since we last met, if I remember correctly. And the amazing thing is, she is now in my church. And she loves pool, and enjoys karaoke. Last Thursday I blogged about wiping the dust and rust off some old friendships, and I think opportunities are arising from Divine intervention.
Hmmm, that must mean that God reads blogs too. Heh.
I thoroughly enjoy karaoke today! Except for some songs which I still can't hit the high notes, I think the rest are generally alright. Now this sounds weird to some people, because as far as I know, there are many karaoke-goers who couldn't care less if they sound out-of-tune or off-key, because they are out to have fun. From this, I realized one thing about myself - Yep, I really, really am performance-driven.
If I were to go karaoke, to me it wouldn't be fun if I don't know how to sing the song, or sing off-key. That is why when I started off, I didn't like karaoke. I went to join my friends at karaoke places, only to sit in and listen, and at most sing one or two songs. In fact, now that I trace back everything that has happened, my confidence actually was triggered off by the comment of one good friend who probably had forgotten about it - Shups once remarked, "Actually you sing not bad what. Just a bit too soft." I had a really nice, long talk with her just now, but I neglected to mention this...Anyway, since her remark, I started listening to more Mandarin songs, because part of the reason why I didn't like to participate was that I knew very few Mandarin songs. And recently, there had been a few new singers, and new songs, that I really like. (And after I found lyrics for many of the songs, I'm finally beginning to like Jay Chou the mumbler.)
Same thing goes for pool. If I were to pick anything up, I'd pick it up good, beyond mere proficiency. I'm not entirely sure why I'm like this, but I suspect it's because I know I have a high learning capacity, and I can pick things up to a general level of proficiency fast usually, and therefore, I know that if I put in just some effort, I have the potential to be good at it. Ah well...I wonder what will be the next thing that sparks off my passion. Maybe 3d-animation? Haha.
I really have an incredible tendency to bump into people. After karaoke, while waiting at the bus stop, staring intently into the distance of signs of my bus, I suddenly had the instinct to turn around, and true enough, right behind me, this lady who just strolled there was my secondary school friend. I suppose she is a long-lost close friend; I used to be on very good terms with her family. Now, I'm not well-to-do, so I only acquired a computer in 1999. When I was in sec sch, a long time ago, I used to go to her place to play computer games, and got to know her little sister, who has since evolved into a giantess, and her mother, who is an excellent host and cook. We had a lot to talk about; it's been like 5 years since we last met, if I remember correctly. And the amazing thing is, she is now in my church. And she loves pool, and enjoys karaoke. Last Thursday I blogged about wiping the dust and rust off some old friendships, and I think opportunities are arising from Divine intervention.
Hmmm, that must mean that God reads blogs too. Heh.
I had a really enjoyable game of pool on Friday. It's been a long time since I've played 9-ball pool. I had an excellent start; it was supposed to be a race to 11, and I was leading at 10-4-4. Somehow, things just went downhill from there, even though I was one game short of winning. My friends caught up to 10-9-7 before I won the set. Somehow I just can't get over the fact I goofed up at the most critical matchpoint game. I suppose I should be glad that I'm able to set higher expectations of myself; it implies I'm improving somewhat.
I slept about 4 hours, as usual, and woke up early yesterday to go to school. Yes, it's a Saturday. So much for 5-day week. It's the Annual Road Run! I escaped the run because I was official staff on duty, being the AVC teacher IC. I brought sports attire to change into actually. Honestly, I had half a mind to run. But because of some silly rostering problems, I dare not risk disappearance for 20 minutes, because if anything goes wrong even if I'm not around, I think my head will still roll. Things generally went well, despite a few small glitches I had to fix, and an over-excited year 1 student on duty who played the college anthem a tad bit too early. Interestingly, the top male runner and the top female runner are an item in my sports class. TJC's fastest couple!
After that, some colleagues and I went for lunch at Swensen's. I ate a lot. Fish baked rice, an orange freeze, and a topless 5 (5 scoops of ice cream) for dessert. Rate of intake of calories far outweight the rate of usage. I need to exercise more. A lot more.
I really thank God for my boys. So far since they have officially come into the Youthnet, they have been quite consistent showing up for cell group and church. Phew. But I realize their devotional time is weak. I've been challenging them for weeks, and they still can't finish a 5-chapter book of James. Argh. Just gave them a minor admonishing today for that. They can't keep doing that. At the hawker centre, I bumped into my Touchkidz pastor but had not forgotten her suggestion of having me lead worship. Sigh. Anyway, I can't start yet, since my RT clashes with Sunday School. That, at least, gives me some time to think carefully about whether to come on board with her. I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm not spiritually there yet to lead worship without feeling like I can't herald the presence of God. 5 years since the last time I had to lead worship, and I still feel exactly the same way.
I'm going to sing karaoke later! Hehe. I've been absurdly practising singing over the past few (late) nights, and driving my mum insane. If there's one thing I am, it's giving my best for whatever I'm interested in. Well, in the very least, I can kid myself that I'm training my vocals to lead worship next time. Bwahahaha.
I slept about 4 hours, as usual, and woke up early yesterday to go to school. Yes, it's a Saturday. So much for 5-day week. It's the Annual Road Run! I escaped the run because I was official staff on duty, being the AVC teacher IC. I brought sports attire to change into actually. Honestly, I had half a mind to run. But because of some silly rostering problems, I dare not risk disappearance for 20 minutes, because if anything goes wrong even if I'm not around, I think my head will still roll. Things generally went well, despite a few small glitches I had to fix, and an over-excited year 1 student on duty who played the college anthem a tad bit too early. Interestingly, the top male runner and the top female runner are an item in my sports class. TJC's fastest couple!
After that, some colleagues and I went for lunch at Swensen's. I ate a lot. Fish baked rice, an orange freeze, and a topless 5 (5 scoops of ice cream) for dessert. Rate of intake of calories far outweight the rate of usage. I need to exercise more. A lot more.
I really thank God for my boys. So far since they have officially come into the Youthnet, they have been quite consistent showing up for cell group and church. Phew. But I realize their devotional time is weak. I've been challenging them for weeks, and they still can't finish a 5-chapter book of James. Argh. Just gave them a minor admonishing today for that. They can't keep doing that. At the hawker centre, I bumped into my Touchkidz pastor but had not forgotten her suggestion of having me lead worship. Sigh. Anyway, I can't start yet, since my RT clashes with Sunday School. That, at least, gives me some time to think carefully about whether to come on board with her. I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm not spiritually there yet to lead worship without feeling like I can't herald the presence of God. 5 years since the last time I had to lead worship, and I still feel exactly the same way.
I'm going to sing karaoke later! Hehe. I've been absurdly practising singing over the past few (late) nights, and driving my mum insane. If there's one thing I am, it's giving my best for whatever I'm interested in. Well, in the very least, I can kid myself that I'm training my vocals to lead worship next time. Bwahahaha.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
This means war.
For the past few consecutive nights, I've been losing sleep because of them. My hands have long been stained by their blood. Actually, to be more precise, it's my blood. I hate mosquitoes!!! Flies are pests. Cockroaches are filthy pests. But mosquitoes, they are in a league of their own. They irritate you to no end with every bite, and worse still, the itch has the power to wake you from your sleep.
On average, every day I kill about one mosquito. Unlike my friends who depend on electric-powered repellents or those racket-looking-like-thingies-that-zap-insects, I use my bare hands. Not bad for a four-eyed spec-kie. Last night was the worst in days. Before I went to bed, I killed the evil thing that had been hovering around my computer table, and I thought I was safe.
How wrong I was.
I woke up at 4 a.m. in the morning exactly, finding bites on my ear, fingers, arm, legs and on my right sole! (Bites at the sole are positively the itchiest...) I was thinking to myself, "That's it. Now you die!!!!" So I switched on the lights and woke my mum by accident. At that point I realized that I have been taking the fire on her behalf. She was absolutely unbitten. I hunted and I hunted, and I finally found it stopped at one box. Haha! Die! Just as I reached down to kill it, I saw from the corner of my eye one more flying by.
Aha! Accomplice! So I went on to hunt the second one. Eventually I found it parked at the floor in one dark spot. Haha! Die! So that makes two. Just in case, I went to check for more. Surely there can't be more than two at one go?
I found the third one parked on a black wire of my computer. This time I missed. It went scot-free for a while, and I dedicated the next five minutes - after a toilet break first - to hunting the third one. Eventually I found it, stopped on the black wire-mesh of my speakers. Haha! Die! After some further checking, I found that I was safe for the night. Four in a day is pretty alarming. This mosquito saga seems to be plaguing many. I have two colleagues who are plagued every night by the same problem. A friend's friend who is working in NEA says that they are waging war with mosquitoes this season too.
Will I ever be rid of them? I would consider installing air-conditioner just to keep my door and windows closed to keep them all away. Argh.
For the past few consecutive nights, I've been losing sleep because of them. My hands have long been stained by their blood. Actually, to be more precise, it's my blood. I hate mosquitoes!!! Flies are pests. Cockroaches are filthy pests. But mosquitoes, they are in a league of their own. They irritate you to no end with every bite, and worse still, the itch has the power to wake you from your sleep.
On average, every day I kill about one mosquito. Unlike my friends who depend on electric-powered repellents or those racket-looking-like-thingies-that-zap-insects, I use my bare hands. Not bad for a four-eyed spec-kie. Last night was the worst in days. Before I went to bed, I killed the evil thing that had been hovering around my computer table, and I thought I was safe.
How wrong I was.
I woke up at 4 a.m. in the morning exactly, finding bites on my ear, fingers, arm, legs and on my right sole! (Bites at the sole are positively the itchiest...) I was thinking to myself, "That's it. Now you die!!!!" So I switched on the lights and woke my mum by accident. At that point I realized that I have been taking the fire on her behalf. She was absolutely unbitten. I hunted and I hunted, and I finally found it stopped at one box. Haha! Die! Just as I reached down to kill it, I saw from the corner of my eye one more flying by.
Aha! Accomplice! So I went on to hunt the second one. Eventually I found it parked at the floor in one dark spot. Haha! Die! So that makes two. Just in case, I went to check for more. Surely there can't be more than two at one go?
I found the third one parked on a black wire of my computer. This time I missed. It went scot-free for a while, and I dedicated the next five minutes - after a toilet break first - to hunting the third one. Eventually I found it, stopped on the black wire-mesh of my speakers. Haha! Die! After some further checking, I found that I was safe for the night. Four in a day is pretty alarming. This mosquito saga seems to be plaguing many. I have two colleagues who are plagued every night by the same problem. A friend's friend who is working in NEA says that they are waging war with mosquitoes this season too.
Will I ever be rid of them? I would consider installing air-conditioner just to keep my door and windows closed to keep them all away. Argh.
Monday, February 14, 2005
Today is another long but enjoyable day. I went over to one cousin's place for a free lunch. His wife is a very good cook and baker, and she dished out many items for us to eat. I ate only small portions, not because I am trying to diet, but because I was headed to high tea after that. What a waste of good food...
After the nice lunch, I went down to Dubliner Irish Pub at Penang Road, just off Somerset mrt area. Interesting, some of the pastors organized a Valentine's Day high-tea event for the purpose of letting the single men and women of several networks socialize. Yes, it is essentially a SDUish kinda thing, and my pastor from Sunday School signed me (and fellow cell member Collin) up before notifying us of that move. I didn't really go for the sake of meeting new people; it was to 'give face' to my pastor. In the official email, it mentioned that my pastor's network is invited also, so we blur blur went along.
No one else from our network went. And I think the average age of the people there was probably above mine. Definitely way above Collin's. The guys mostly appear around early 30's, with about 6 exceptions near my age. Ladies are younger, of course, but appear to be around late twenties also. We felt kinda out of place, so we decided that it will just be a 35-bucks-for-good-food event. We joined in the table games, and our table got 3rd place, with due contribution from my boggle experience I gauge. In the end, in one of the games, for tiebreaker I was sent up to compete with 2 other people, and it ended up a sexiest-voice contest. We had to sing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star. Kau, so darn malu!!! Singing in front of countless people who are absolute strangers. I'm fairly insecure about my voice actually. I got second though, defeated by Darren Lim's brother. Not bad lah. Some consolation...Unfortunately, my Sunday School pastor decided that my voice was actually quite good, and asked me to lead worship for Sunday School.
Argh! I was finally able to have my Sundays free! I have to really, really think and pray about this. (Actually, think= I don't want!, and pray=probably need to go...sigh.)
So, in the end, as part of a game, I got myself 3 phone numbers of 3 girls, but I seriously doubt I will call them up, and parted with 35 bucks for good food that I was too full to eat a lot of, and kenna one major arrow to lead worship. Lugi big time! Sharing by Ps Chan Hon Sek and his wife was very interesting and funny though. Actually I seriously wonder if the session achieved its purpose. I didn't see many guys approaching many ladies during the whole thing. Ah well...I'm still surprised that my church would organize an event with this particular purpose. I think the 3 female pastors who planned this whole thing must be very concerned for the future of their spiritual daughters.
Since I was at Somerset I dropped by Comics mart, and ended up buying Magic the Gathering cards. Parted with even more money...and then I messaged Shups to ask her out for pool, and it turns out that she was at a friend's place, and that friend invited me to join them. Great! Because I was dead bored. I'm not sure what time my mum would come home from my cousin's place, and there was no dinner at home, and I was empty-handed, so no house keys...might as well go out right?
So I headed all the way down to Bedok, walked a fair distance to reach my friend's place in a rain of sweat. And I discovered that when Shups mentioned that some of my friend's friends will be there too, I assumed that there would be guys, and it turned out to be 5 ladies there. Fortunately I already know 3 of them, and 1 I have seen her around before. Even more fortunately, those I haven't met before were friendly. The best part of the day: having dinner with 6 lovely ladies at Sumo House. If any of my students saw me, I'll never see the end of it. Already they have been surveying everyday how many female colleagues I eat lunch with, with me frequently the only guy. That was before Baocheng came (much later), of course.
We went to play pool after that, and I was in good form throughout. One of the rare days I feel confident with every stroke of the cue. I won 12 games out of the 17 we played! I'm actually not as happy with myself for the high rate of winning as being satisfied with the consistency I played today. I just reached home around 12.30 am in the morning, with the sudden realization that I don't really have a typical lifestyle of a teacher. I am living on too little sleep and too much recreation. Bwahahaha.
After the nice lunch, I went down to Dubliner Irish Pub at Penang Road, just off Somerset mrt area. Interesting, some of the pastors organized a Valentine's Day high-tea event for the purpose of letting the single men and women of several networks socialize. Yes, it is essentially a SDUish kinda thing, and my pastor from Sunday School signed me (and fellow cell member Collin) up before notifying us of that move. I didn't really go for the sake of meeting new people; it was to 'give face' to my pastor. In the official email, it mentioned that my pastor's network is invited also, so we blur blur went along.
No one else from our network went. And I think the average age of the people there was probably above mine. Definitely way above Collin's. The guys mostly appear around early 30's, with about 6 exceptions near my age. Ladies are younger, of course, but appear to be around late twenties also. We felt kinda out of place, so we decided that it will just be a 35-bucks-for-good-food event. We joined in the table games, and our table got 3rd place, with due contribution from my boggle experience I gauge. In the end, in one of the games, for tiebreaker I was sent up to compete with 2 other people, and it ended up a sexiest-voice contest. We had to sing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star. Kau, so darn malu!!! Singing in front of countless people who are absolute strangers. I'm fairly insecure about my voice actually. I got second though, defeated by Darren Lim's brother. Not bad lah. Some consolation...Unfortunately, my Sunday School pastor decided that my voice was actually quite good, and asked me to lead worship for Sunday School.
Argh! I was finally able to have my Sundays free! I have to really, really think and pray about this. (Actually, think= I don't want!, and pray=probably need to go...sigh.)
So, in the end, as part of a game, I got myself 3 phone numbers of 3 girls, but I seriously doubt I will call them up, and parted with 35 bucks for good food that I was too full to eat a lot of, and kenna one major arrow to lead worship. Lugi big time! Sharing by Ps Chan Hon Sek and his wife was very interesting and funny though. Actually I seriously wonder if the session achieved its purpose. I didn't see many guys approaching many ladies during the whole thing. Ah well...I'm still surprised that my church would organize an event with this particular purpose. I think the 3 female pastors who planned this whole thing must be very concerned for the future of their spiritual daughters.
Since I was at Somerset I dropped by Comics mart, and ended up buying Magic the Gathering cards. Parted with even more money...and then I messaged Shups to ask her out for pool, and it turns out that she was at a friend's place, and that friend invited me to join them. Great! Because I was dead bored. I'm not sure what time my mum would come home from my cousin's place, and there was no dinner at home, and I was empty-handed, so no house keys...might as well go out right?
So I headed all the way down to Bedok, walked a fair distance to reach my friend's place in a rain of sweat. And I discovered that when Shups mentioned that some of my friend's friends will be there too, I assumed that there would be guys, and it turned out to be 5 ladies there. Fortunately I already know 3 of them, and 1 I have seen her around before. Even more fortunately, those I haven't met before were friendly. The best part of the day: having dinner with 6 lovely ladies at Sumo House. If any of my students saw me, I'll never see the end of it. Already they have been surveying everyday how many female colleagues I eat lunch with, with me frequently the only guy. That was before Baocheng came (much later), of course.
We went to play pool after that, and I was in good form throughout. One of the rare days I feel confident with every stroke of the cue. I won 12 games out of the 17 we played! I'm actually not as happy with myself for the high rate of winning as being satisfied with the consistency I played today. I just reached home around 12.30 am in the morning, with the sudden realization that I don't really have a typical lifestyle of a teacher. I am living on too little sleep and too much recreation. Bwahahaha.
Saturday, February 12, 2005
Sigh. I actually lost 1 inch off my waistline after I fell sick last week, and I found that out when I bought my new pair of 3-quarters. Just in case, I still bought it a size bigger, and true enough, it's beginning to fit more snugly after all the Chinese New Year goodies. Ah well. Easy come, easy go.
Yesterday was a long, long day. It was supposed to be a short day in school, but because I was over-confident of finishing my s-paper preparation I had a over-long breakfast. I ended up not able to finish my work, partly because it is one thing to prepare questions on transparency - it is a totally different thing to type it out on Word document, which I "gei kiang" (act smart) go and do, for posterity's sake. I still could have left school early, but I ended up having a nice long talk with some colleagues, and ended up lengthening my short day to a long day. I don't regret it actually; I always value fellowship time over work. So I wouldn't mind postponing doing the things I ought to do for the sake of interaction. Weirdly enough, the conversation turned into a argument about the clash of predestination and free will, involving one non-Christian colleague too.
I went to watch Constantine at night, and it was better than I thought. Actually, I should have expected it, since it originated from DC Vertigo's Hellblazer. Now I always was an avid fan (I used 'was' because I have stopped collecting English comics, but I still like the titles I have) of DC Vertigo's titles, because their storylines are bizarrely unique, although sometimes veering on the occultic. The trailers originally repulsed me, because the trailer purposefully included the scary parts, which made it look like just-another-horror-movie. But it wasn't, kinda. I actually enjoyed the show very much, because it is reminiscement of typical DC Vertigo fare, which I enjoy thoroughly. I think a lot of people would be turned off by the occultic aspects, but frankly I find the show having a strong Christian undertone; it takes a sharp and objective mind to uncover it though.
After the show, me and my two cell brothers went for a drink at a coffee shop nearby (it was midnight then), progressed to supper, and we hung out there chatting till 5 plus in the morning. At the end of it, I was still wide awake; it was waking up this morning that kills. But it was good fellowship and earnest conversations - time well-spent, if you ask me.
Yesterday was a long, long day. It was supposed to be a short day in school, but because I was over-confident of finishing my s-paper preparation I had a over-long breakfast. I ended up not able to finish my work, partly because it is one thing to prepare questions on transparency - it is a totally different thing to type it out on Word document, which I "gei kiang" (act smart) go and do, for posterity's sake. I still could have left school early, but I ended up having a nice long talk with some colleagues, and ended up lengthening my short day to a long day. I don't regret it actually; I always value fellowship time over work. So I wouldn't mind postponing doing the things I ought to do for the sake of interaction. Weirdly enough, the conversation turned into a argument about the clash of predestination and free will, involving one non-Christian colleague too.
I went to watch Constantine at night, and it was better than I thought. Actually, I should have expected it, since it originated from DC Vertigo's Hellblazer. Now I always was an avid fan (I used 'was' because I have stopped collecting English comics, but I still like the titles I have) of DC Vertigo's titles, because their storylines are bizarrely unique, although sometimes veering on the occultic. The trailers originally repulsed me, because the trailer purposefully included the scary parts, which made it look like just-another-horror-movie. But it wasn't, kinda. I actually enjoyed the show very much, because it is reminiscement of typical DC Vertigo fare, which I enjoy thoroughly. I think a lot of people would be turned off by the occultic aspects, but frankly I find the show having a strong Christian undertone; it takes a sharp and objective mind to uncover it though.
After the show, me and my two cell brothers went for a drink at a coffee shop nearby (it was midnight then), progressed to supper, and we hung out there chatting till 5 plus in the morning. At the end of it, I was still wide awake; it was waking up this morning that kills. But it was good fellowship and earnest conversations - time well-spent, if you ask me.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Today my mum and I went to my younger uncle's house. It was an easy way out, cause my mum already know that some of my cousins are bound to drop by that uncle's place today, so save each other the trouble of visiting one more house. We took the opportunity to resume yesternight's mahjong session, with the same people, of course, and with the guest appearance of Huijun, who took over me for some rounds. I won $2.60 today. Not a lot, but still the biggest winner of the day. Hehe. My record is at least maintained. Bwahaha.
It's quite fun. We bunch of cousins got to catch up quite a bit over these 2 days. We also lament the loss of ties among the next generation, and between them and us. I wonder what Lunar New Year will be like in a couple more decades when those in my parents' generation move on. I'm pretty sure it won't be as festive. My mum and uncle were reminiscing about kampung days, when everyone was closer together. Although they didn't have the technology that we have, but strangely, with all the telecommunication tools, internet and all, it feels as if we are too alienated from each other in the present day and age ironically.
I don't think it's really an issue about means anyway. If I am honest with myself, so what if I have like a hundred over phone contacts in my handphone? A good estimate would be that I hardly communicate with a good 70% of them in the first place. Email is used for more or less work purposes, or worse still, for forwarding impersonal cute/funny/interesting messages. Anybody can click the forward button; it takes sincerity to craft a well-meaning communicative email. As the newer HDB flats lose the common corridor, I really wonder how inter-personal relationships will slowly go down the gutter.
I think this year I should resolve to wipe the dust and rust off some old friendships.
It's quite fun. We bunch of cousins got to catch up quite a bit over these 2 days. We also lament the loss of ties among the next generation, and between them and us. I wonder what Lunar New Year will be like in a couple more decades when those in my parents' generation move on. I'm pretty sure it won't be as festive. My mum and uncle were reminiscing about kampung days, when everyone was closer together. Although they didn't have the technology that we have, but strangely, with all the telecommunication tools, internet and all, it feels as if we are too alienated from each other in the present day and age ironically.
I don't think it's really an issue about means anyway. If I am honest with myself, so what if I have like a hundred over phone contacts in my handphone? A good estimate would be that I hardly communicate with a good 70% of them in the first place. Email is used for more or less work purposes, or worse still, for forwarding impersonal cute/funny/interesting messages. Anybody can click the forward button; it takes sincerity to craft a well-meaning communicative email. As the newer HDB flats lose the common corridor, I really wonder how inter-personal relationships will slowly go down the gutter.
I think this year I should resolve to wipe the dust and rust off some old friendships.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Today is quite a festive day. My younger uncle and family came over first to pick my mum and I up, then we all went on our merry way to my eldest uncle's place. Today is the first time I gave out money! No, I'm not married yet; I gave $50 to each of 3 uncles who have helped my family out a lot all these years. Technically $50 is quite a small fraction of the amount of financial support they have given us, but I figured it's at least a fair show of gratitude on my part. I also visited my fifth aunt, and then my 4th grandaunt, which is a very first time, ever! Apparently, she recently reappeared at my cousin's wedding, and re-established contact with us. Before that, I heard she is holed up at her place in Tampines, like some pugilist hermit.
Last stop of the day was third aunt's place. Third uncle had stroke last year, but today, he looks a lot better. He is able to talk a bit, and walk with a crutch weakly. His grandson (my nephew) is taking very good care of him. Now, among us cousins, we have little regard for the nephews and nieces down third aunt's family line, because they are extremely nose-in-the-air anti-social. We all agree though, that there is at least one salvagable one in this nephew, who at least shows tremendous filial piety. The rest of them, more or less...cannot make it.
My cousins and I played mahjong briefly for an hour, but still enabling me to win 2 wu(five)-tai 10c/20c games. Lunar New Year is one of the rare occasions I gamble actually, but not bad lah, I was big winner of the day at $9.60 earnings, also earning the high praises of mahjong-expert uncles and aunties, who observed (and criticized) our game. Bwahahahaha. Out of all the mahjong games I've gambled money so far in my life, I've only lost money once. But of course, I have not played with my mahjong-expert uncles and aunties yet. None of my generation's people have been deemed worthy to challenge their generation seriously yet.
It's fine with me though. The only skill I want to hone right now is pool.
Last stop of the day was third aunt's place. Third uncle had stroke last year, but today, he looks a lot better. He is able to talk a bit, and walk with a crutch weakly. His grandson (my nephew) is taking very good care of him. Now, among us cousins, we have little regard for the nephews and nieces down third aunt's family line, because they are extremely nose-in-the-air anti-social. We all agree though, that there is at least one salvagable one in this nephew, who at least shows tremendous filial piety. The rest of them, more or less...cannot make it.
My cousins and I played mahjong briefly for an hour, but still enabling me to win 2 wu(five)-tai 10c/20c games. Lunar New Year is one of the rare occasions I gamble actually, but not bad lah, I was big winner of the day at $9.60 earnings, also earning the high praises of mahjong-expert uncles and aunties, who observed (and criticized) our game. Bwahahahaha. Out of all the mahjong games I've gambled money so far in my life, I've only lost money once. But of course, I have not played with my mahjong-expert uncles and aunties yet. None of my generation's people have been deemed worthy to challenge their generation seriously yet.
It's fine with me though. The only skill I want to hone right now is pool.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
I wouldn't have imagined that a person could get sick of eating Yu Sheng, but I think I now am. Last fri there was a Science department session, and in the evening, a school-wide one for celebrations. Yesterday had one more with my cell at dinner, and today, one more for all the staff. At least today's one is from Sakae Sushi! Which I was curious about, having seen it in the brochure Sakae Sushi sent me. I kapo-ed many pieces of salmon sashimi in the Yu Sheng. Bwahahaha.
Overheard on radio news yesterday (I'm quoting as close to the exact words used as I can): The Indonesian government is considering a proposal to revise the penal code because the current one was passed down from prior Dutch rule and is outdated. The revised penal code will come down stricter on adulterous behaviour in public. According to the proposal, if a couple is caught kissing in public, both parties may be jailed up to ten years or be fined a million (or was it hundred thousand...?) rupiah.
All I can say is I'm glad to be Singaporean, and thank God Singapore is multi-racial, multi-cultural, and multi-religious.
All I can say is I'm glad to be Singaporean, and thank God Singapore is multi-racial, multi-cultural, and multi-religious.
I am numb to Fiona Xie's cleavage already. Really. Everyday to and fro school, I see the Citigems ad on the bus repeatedly. Frankly, the ad seems to be only advertising her cleavage, because I don't see why in one ad, she has to bend over so often. Inadvertently, now I'm quite sick of Joanne Peh's face too, considering I used to find her quite alright before. Overexposure is bad.
Today I had the misfortune of having four periods of lessons in a row (i.e. 3 hours straight), and my throat, which I thought I had tenderly nursed back to health, is now protesting again in hoarseness. Added to that is the fact that students are all awaiting Lunar New Year, and are barely in the mood for lessons anyway. They all look like they are physically there, but minds are soaring far, far away elsewhere.
While I was going for lunch, I happened to walk behind my vice-principal and principal, and they were bringing this middle-aged lady around. Principal happened to turn around and saw me, and she introduced me as "Kian Seh, one of the new teachers", so I blur blur shook the hand of the lady. Later I found out she's the cluster superintendent (in case you don't know, she's higher in rank than principals). Momentary shock there.
I finally managed to get back on track in terms of work. Roughly. Counting my one week disappearance for reservist, and 2 days of MC, I have one big bad backlock of marking and work to prepare. As of today, it looks manageable. Backlock is still there, but much less daunting. So much less daunting that I managed to sneak in a pool session just now, after a (sort-of) reunion dinner with my cell group, and sister cells (cell leader's gf's cell groups) at Westlake. It's a nice restaurant at Farrer Road - which I took a 1 hr and 15 min bus ride to, and I realized that by cab, it would cost me about 5+ bucks instead. 5+ bucks to save me 1 hr of sitting in bus 961, it's definitely worth every cent. Good thing no TV mobile on SMRT buses. I would puke blood if I see another Citigems or "I do, I do" movie ad.
Today I had the misfortune of having four periods of lessons in a row (i.e. 3 hours straight), and my throat, which I thought I had tenderly nursed back to health, is now protesting again in hoarseness. Added to that is the fact that students are all awaiting Lunar New Year, and are barely in the mood for lessons anyway. They all look like they are physically there, but minds are soaring far, far away elsewhere.
While I was going for lunch, I happened to walk behind my vice-principal and principal, and they were bringing this middle-aged lady around. Principal happened to turn around and saw me, and she introduced me as "Kian Seh, one of the new teachers", so I blur blur shook the hand of the lady. Later I found out she's the cluster superintendent (in case you don't know, she's higher in rank than principals). Momentary shock there.
I finally managed to get back on track in terms of work. Roughly. Counting my one week disappearance for reservist, and 2 days of MC, I have one big bad backlock of marking and work to prepare. As of today, it looks manageable. Backlock is still there, but much less daunting. So much less daunting that I managed to sneak in a pool session just now, after a (sort-of) reunion dinner with my cell group, and sister cells (cell leader's gf's cell groups) at Westlake. It's a nice restaurant at Farrer Road - which I took a 1 hr and 15 min bus ride to, and I realized that by cab, it would cost me about 5+ bucks instead. 5+ bucks to save me 1 hr of sitting in bus 961, it's definitely worth every cent. Good thing no TV mobile on SMRT buses. I would puke blood if I see another Citigems or "I do, I do" movie ad.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
I didn't know I can store so much rubbish until I did some spring cleaning. Even so, there's still a lot of trash I stuff into cabinets and any nook and cranny I can find. My in-case-I-need-this-some-time-down-the-road mentality has retained too many things, ranging from sentimental items that date back to primary school to greeting cards, toys, and etc, which I thought I would take a look at them from time to time, but I'm always occupied by new things anyway.
One fine day I must do a massive house-cleaning. Maybe when I next move house...hehe...ever the procrastinator.
Why haven't I fully recovered from my flu? I still feel the remnant of my sore throat. Argh! Bak gua! Kweh bangkit! Chocolates! All the Lunar New Year goodies waiting for me to eat them~
One fine day I must do a massive house-cleaning. Maybe when I next move house...hehe...ever the procrastinator.
Why haven't I fully recovered from my flu? I still feel the remnant of my sore throat. Argh! Bak gua! Kweh bangkit! Chocolates! All the Lunar New Year goodies waiting for me to eat them~
Saturday, February 05, 2005
I must be getting old. My memory is not as good as it used to be. I can't seem to remember numbers clearly anymore. Or is it because I've become over-reliant on the storage capacity of my handphone...?
I worry for my Sunday school boys. I think I'm not a good leader. I am a poor administrator to start with, and I keep forgetting to help them sign up for the next Encounter weekend coming up. They already missed one (that one not my fault though), and I know they want to go for the next. I only remember this week, which is the second last week for signing up. I don't spend enough time praying for each of them, which I believe my cell leader does regularly. Somehow I can't get them to open up more about themselves. Is it because of their age? Or am I a poor facilitator?
By the grace of God, I hope they turn out alright...
I worry for my Sunday school boys. I think I'm not a good leader. I am a poor administrator to start with, and I keep forgetting to help them sign up for the next Encounter weekend coming up. They already missed one (that one not my fault though), and I know they want to go for the next. I only remember this week, which is the second last week for signing up. I don't spend enough time praying for each of them, which I believe my cell leader does regularly. Somehow I can't get them to open up more about themselves. Is it because of their age? Or am I a poor facilitator?
By the grace of God, I hope they turn out alright...
Friday, February 04, 2005
After 2 full days of rest (practically slept through Wed and Thu), I returned to school today. Fortunately, my Fri timetable only has a lecture and no tutorials, because I have yet to recover. My nose is still blocked so I sound horribly nasal, and I am still coughing somewhat. My head is also heavy from medication I took in the morning, so I was quite listless completing work that has stockpiled over my ICT week and these 2 days of MC. I'd better hurry to catch up with my work else I can't enjoy my Lunar New Year in peace.
The science department had a Yusheng session in the afternoon. It was a short but fun affair. I had permission from my HOD to go home early to rest, but I stayed a while more for the (second) Yusheng ceremony in the afternoon. There was a Chinese New Year Carnival in school today! Some classes or PDPs had set up stalls at the parade square, the lion dance troupe performed, and there was an evening lineup of performances. I only stayed a while, and escaped the moment I can.
And then it happened. The rock band blew the amplifier! I was peacefully napping away after taking medicine when my AVC students tried to reach me. Hmmm...calamity happens whenever I'm not around. Sneaky, sneaky. I'd better hang around when there are important events next time. I wonder how much it would cost to repair the black box. Sigh...
I don't like being sick. My cell group planned a karaoke session tonight. Bleah.
The science department had a Yusheng session in the afternoon. It was a short but fun affair. I had permission from my HOD to go home early to rest, but I stayed a while more for the (second) Yusheng ceremony in the afternoon. There was a Chinese New Year Carnival in school today! Some classes or PDPs had set up stalls at the parade square, the lion dance troupe performed, and there was an evening lineup of performances. I only stayed a while, and escaped the moment I can.
And then it happened. The rock band blew the amplifier! I was peacefully napping away after taking medicine when my AVC students tried to reach me. Hmmm...calamity happens whenever I'm not around. Sneaky, sneaky. I'd better hang around when there are important events next time. I wonder how much it would cost to repair the black box. Sigh...
I don't like being sick. My cell group planned a karaoke session tonight. Bleah.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
The lethargy of flu overwhelms me. I've been awake for less than 4 hours the whole of today. 3 of the 5 course of medicine cause drowsiness.
Murphy's Law really does hold true. In a normal day, I hardly receive any phone call or sms. But today, while trying to rest, so many phone calls kept coming in. The most dangerous call of the day was about a mass civics talk today, in which no AVC member turned up for duty. Fortunately the AV tech managed to set up everything in time, else my head might roll. When you don't want to receive calls, the phone keeps ringing. When you are free enough to take them, somehow no calls come through.
My head is still heavy with lethargy though. Guess I will make full use of the 2 days of MC to recuperate. Looking at the bright side, at least I won't be sick during Lunar New Year.
Murphy's Law really does hold true. In a normal day, I hardly receive any phone call or sms. But today, while trying to rest, so many phone calls kept coming in. The most dangerous call of the day was about a mass civics talk today, in which no AVC member turned up for duty. Fortunately the AV tech managed to set up everything in time, else my head might roll. When you don't want to receive calls, the phone keeps ringing. When you are free enough to take them, somehow no calls come through.
My head is still heavy with lethargy though. Guess I will make full use of the 2 days of MC to recuperate. Looking at the bright side, at least I won't be sick during Lunar New Year.
I'm officially down with flu, and gotten myself a 2 day MC. Yesternight the doctor told me that the past few days were just the onset of flu, and it will get worse. Sigh. No wonder I was shambling around like one of the zombies in Resident Evil the past 2 days.
I really dislike the idea of passing my classes to someone else. My students were complaining that because of the difference in pace, last week when I was on reservist, they practically went through some questions about 3 times! Ah well. But I need lots of rest...so too bad for them. Heh.
I really dislike the idea of passing my classes to someone else. My students were complaining that because of the difference in pace, last week when I was on reservist, they practically went through some questions about 3 times! Ah well. But I need lots of rest...so too bad for them. Heh.