This was written a year ago, when my final observation was done and my supervisor informed me of my performance in my practical training. Things have changed since then. Not really, but lately, I'm ... tired. This was meant to be personal, but I thought of sharing it here. Why? I don't really know. Hopefully others can relate. More importantly, in typing these things, I hope to make sense of myself. 10 October 2015: Beat up teacher night What a messed up teacher I am. I don't remember all my students' names. I don't know if I've made a true connection with them, or if I was just rushing through the syllabus and worrying about my own performance and FYP too much. I don't know whether I've done any good at all, and I'm sure not all of them are going to perform well during their finals. I've failed so many. I can excuse myself and say this is just my first time, I'm not even a real teacher, etc. But the fact is in these four month...
Did I say something about blog posts coming more frequently? I must have been high. It's been three months since my last post and I apologise to my non-existent followers (lalala, i like to kid myself). Anyway, I have nothing to say (or perhaps too much to say but too little time to put into words), so here's some words of goofy wisdom wrapped in nerdiness from the ultimate Wes Chan from Wongfu Productions. I love writing down words spoken in movies or lyrics of songs for some reason. It's a weird hobby of mine (yes it is a hobby; when I have time I'd write down lyrics of songs instead of looking them up). This is called dictations right? I use to love having dictation tests in school. There you go, something new about me! I love doing dictations/dictating (which is it??? I'm not sure...) This is my biggest project ever, so effort went into this, mind you! I got it off the video, wrote it all out, did some research so I know I got all the college re...
Tomorrow, I retire as Treasurer of SMK Bukit Mewah's Prefectorial Board 08/09. Wow. Anyway, I penned these thoughts down when I got sick of studying sejarah , and I might as well post them now.... I'm retiring. A full year of service as treasurer is (finally) coming to an end. And here I am, at the precipice of the end. In a few hours time, I give up my post to the future generation. I never expected myself to be part of the prefect committee. I believe that many others didn't as well. I admit that I wished for it, but it never crossed my mind that it would actually happen, least of all me being treasurer. Handling money is the worst thing one could ever put me in charge of. God has been good. Despite my numerous mistakes and miscalculations, my disorganized personality, my lazy procrastinating attitude, He has led me, pulled me through the whole time, and now I can pass on the account with peace knowing that it is intact. It is only by His grace and mercy and unconditi...
what's the connection between potatoes and telmarines? can I know?
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