A story…
October 25, 2005
They love hanging out at cafes, chit chatting about life but once in a while…underneath those smiles…
They are superheroes that fight crime. One has the power of not speaking. She was called X-shaped-mouth Girl. Another has mastered the art of not looking; she was called Imnotlookin Girl. And another has the power of not hearing. She was known as My-ears-hurt Girl. With their super power sarcasms combined they could take down any villain.
They also have the power of puckering lips. No villain can ressist the pout of the great three superheroes.
One day, as they were sitting cozily in a cafe, they spotted the most dangerous ultimate villain…
They couldn’t believe their eyes and looked again..this time using specially made invisible binoculars to make sure…
*GASP*!!!! It’s the evil villain White-four-eyed-baboon!! And he’s got X-shaped mouth Girl with him. EGAD!!! She’s not X-shaped mouth Girl anymore! She has been hypnotized!! What are the other two to do??? DIE LOH!!!
Combining their super-duper -smile-hand-out-like-an-Egyptian and fire-eyes power…they zapped White-four-eyed-baboon to counter attack the monster.
*SWOOSH* The hypnotized X-shaped mouth Girl is saved! (though she needs some time to umm…get her crossed eyes fixed…)
YAY! With in no time X-shaped-mouth girl recovered and the three superheroes whipped out their invisible guns and….
*BANG*BANG* White-four-eyed-baboon was rocketted to the ceiling as the three super heroes watch in awe.
YES! The three super heroes have done it again. They saved the world from the evil villains who try to take over the world of the yummy.
Ahhhhhhhh what a relief…And they are back to the three “normal” people and everyone lives happily ever after.
The End.
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2 more weeks…
October 15, 2005
I’ve finally finished marking final exams. Now, that was a challenge. And I missed going out with my friends because of that *cries* Heh I have two more weeks left at work. Then, it’s the end of the school year and also the end of my teaching ‘career’ =P I thought about going back to teach next year, that is if they still want me. I think they do as they asked me to fill a form indicating what classes I’ll teach next year. I dunno *shrug*
I know, I know. I know I’ve been pissed at work and I still feel that way sometimes. Too much internal politics going on in there and also the fact that some “teachers” are just..well let’s just say I wonder why they can be teachers. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying I’m a GREAT teacher. I’m not really. I know that for a fact. Then, there are the students who are most of the time annoying and rude and uncontrollable and the list goes on. BUT there’re some great kids in those classes. The only reason why I’m even thinking of going back is the fact that next year I get the good Upper 6 class which I totally adore and enjoy being in. And it’ll just be them until June next year until the new batch of Lower 6 comes in. THEN things start to get weird cos I’ll be teaching 2 Lower 6 classes. That’s a total of 24 periods a week which also equates to about 960 minutes (My current workload is 20 periods a week which is 800 minutes). Not too sure I can handle that much as 20 periods a week was quite a lot for me to juggle and I was already playing catch-up most of the time. Can you imagine 24 periods? *shudder* Yes I know. The job pays well and it’s better than doing nothing. I suppose that’s about the only good thing about this job.
Gah decisions decisions. Ya know, in a way I’ve already made up my mind. Sometimes I just love to contradict myself…
Anyways, 2 more weeks til I’m done with work means also 2 more weeks til I get to meet my honey!!! Honestly, I’m getting more nervous by the day. Thoughts of “OMG What is he gonna think when he sees me?” or “What if he sees me and thinks ‘Ewwwwwww!!'”? Where will I hide myself then? Yes, self-consciousness is getting to me. All that time I had to get in shape, I just wasted it on..well…procrastination. =P I can’t help being me though. I’m sure it’s not going to be like that but I still can’t help but have those mini nervous breakdowns while I’m alone in my car at a red traffic light.
I went shopping for Robbie’s stuff this morning. I must admit it felt a little weird shopping for his needs i.e toilet paper, soap, shampoo, laundry detergent etc. Not weird in a bad way but weird in a the sense that I’ve never done that for anyone before. Most of the time I shop for things that I need. There I was pushing that shopping cart around the store. I felt different but happy and contented as well. I felt as if I was not living only for myself but living and existing for someone else as well. I can’t describe that tingly feeling in my heart and thinking about it now makes me feel it again.
Not sure where I’m going with this so I better stop before I bore those reading this to a coma =P Think I’ll get ready for bed now.
Buntal pics…
October 1, 2005
Please take a picture…of my hand
I’m too sexy for my drink
Kanak-kanak istimewa
4 more weeks!!!
October 1, 2005
Ever since I started teaching I’ve gotten sick more times than I have in a year. Sheesh. I’m still kinda sick at the moment. Went to the doctor’s more than a week ago, and up until now I’m still not completely well. The doctor told me I had mucus in my lungs so he gave me antibiotics and some other medicine for wheezing. The wheezing medication had some side effects (or rather “extra parameters†according to the doctor). My hands just started shaking uncontrollably 12 hours after I took them. That was something different. Anyway I went back to the doctor’s again last week for more “drugs†*smacks hand like an addict* Heh *counts* I think I’ve been sick for more than 4 weeks now. YIKES.
Oh well, on a happier note; 4 MORE WEEKS TIL ROBBIE COMES!!!!!!! *does the snoopy dance* w00t w00t w00t!!! I can’t believe it. It feels like just 2 weeks ago he bought the tickets. YAY!!!! I’m so so so so very excited. Imagine all the trouble we would cause when he gets here *smirk* Honey if you’re reading this, I love you and we’re gonna have some FUN! =D
I made a list of places to visit and eat when he’s here. So whoever has any suggestions on where to take a white boy (heh) in Kuching, let me know by email or comments or whatever. Thanks!