Invi(r)gi(n)lations.

So, exams have started and poor relief teacher miss goldie ng, is also involved in the invigilation thingie. Worst thing is, the urge of wanting to rid my body off dirty toxins always seem to come during invigilation. Id like to attribute that to the time of day. Gawd.

For some reason, I switch into TEACHER MODE whenever I go to school. Id attribute THIS, to the recent unleashing of my inner teacher being. My eyes become smaller, I look at people using the sides of my them more, I fold my arms across my chest and uhm. speak with a LOW STERN voice. A little frown would surface every time a student asks a question. So there I was. At my first invigilation. ever. Distributing the papers while giving the don’t-you-dare-mess-with-me look to all the students. “EVERYONE TAKE 5 PIECES OF FOOLSCAP PAPER.” Click clock went my heels as I strutted down the front of the classroom, trying hard not to show that I actually am panicking cause the paper’s due to start at 8am and at 7.58am I was still distributing the foolscap papers. And then. At the 2nd last row of students. Horrors upon horrors. Insufficient foolscap papers. Helpless me, decided to loserly ask a student. “uhm. How many pieces of papers are you each supposed to get?” she shrugged. Gee thanks. “EVERYONE RETURN ME TWO PIECES EACH. EACH PERSON ONLY GETS 3 PIECES. PASS THE REST TO THE FRONT.” I spoke with a huge amount of conviction. Holy smokes. Just as I thought embarrassing moments for the morning has come to a close, I tripped over a table leg. A student stretched his arms out attempting to catch me. I know I should be thankful but seriously young man those two things I am endowed with I’m afraid, are not for grabs. Grrr. Finally at 8.03am, “OK EVERYONE CAN START YOUR PAPERS. ALL EYES ON YOUR OWN PAPERS AH.”

Gawd. Save me.

blogged.

everyone must check out this blog: www.mom2my6pack.blogspot.com. it is H I L A R I O U S. to me at least. some people might not think so. to those people: you have been classified as people who are on a different frequency as me and can hence just not read my blog cause you probably wont understand what im talking about anyways. this is what'd probably be happening:

my blog: oh what an enormormous starwberry!

DFP (read: different frequency person)'s head: Science is interesting!

my blog: it's so red and juicy!

DFP's head: I am not sleeping!

SFPs you get my point ya? SFPs should also get what SFPs stand for.

ooh marie thank you for introducing this hilarious blog to me. it made my butt-hurting-backside-hurting-bum-hurting-ass-hurting day at school so much better. yes my ass hurts cause i think im so heavy that when i sit on the very low quality chair at school, i compress the cushion on the chair AND the little bit of flesh on my butt cheeks so much its really just my bones on plastic. no im not trying to imply that i have a small ass. if anything, im just implying that i have a flat one. which is really rather fugly (read: fuggin ugly/ flat and ugly). ok i shall not go into further detail about my unattractive butt.

work has been. uhm. well. boring. so there. yawn. peas out.

Mr DiYong.

my brother's new name is now DIYONG. cause he is disgusting, disgraceful, disturbing and a diaster.

but i love him all the same. smoochies brother!

NEWS.

ok so i have finally gotten myself a..uhm..job of some sort. its a really noble one at that. one that moulds minds and shapes futures. oooh yes everyone's allowed to roll their eyes mrs sng style. cause i cant stop rolling mine too.

i am a T E A C H E R . *shock shock horror horror shock shock horror*

when i first took it up, every individual i told either went "WHAT?! YOU A TEACHER?!" or like "uhm. i seriously cannot picture you doing the moulding and the shaping thing." some others "eee. the poor students." then there's marie boey "OMG. OMG. OH MY GAWD. thats really all i have to say. OH MY GAWWWD."

gee thanks friends. and then there was my nice ol supportive daddy whom i lovee soo much whom today went "wahh! you really look like a teacher leh! hehehe. " in his daddy talking to his little girl kinda voice accompanied with that wide smile when he came to pick me up from school today :s i really hope 3 days hasnt done so much harm to my looks. GAHH.

i know this is outa point but i just want to tell announce how much i love my daddy! how much i appreciate all that he has done for me. i have been taking him for granted for way too long and am going to try my best to be a nicer daughter from now on :D everyone may forsake me but i know my daddy will never. he hence deserves alot more than what i sometimes give others! :D

may i also add that i just had a nice chat with kerls on msn and am at this moment feeling as happy as a bumble bee finding sweeet nectar :D havent felt this light hearted in awhile!

ok gonna go catch some sleep now. bye!