Friday

Its Friday the 13th, but all I can say is TGIF. Its been a crazy two weeks, and I think its gonna get worse. By the end of this year, I'll either be madder than the hatter or tougher a survivor than one of the reality shows contestant. Yeah... I'm exaggerating. But that wat it feels like right now so NOBODY gets to contradict me.

One thing this job does is its killing my desire to become a parent. I still like kids, but I find parents more irritating everyday. I think nobody should be forced to deal with anymore than their own parents and their in-laws. Having to deal with hundreds of them is truly sucky. I feel like I'm being given the "Mum/Dad knows best" treatment all the time. I am not your child, and I do not want or need your attention, especially when your child is craving for more of it. Parents are fast approaching an "enemy line", and when they cross that line, I might just open fire. The thought of becoming one of the them gets less appealing with time.

I think its real nuts that I do my best for your kid, and you are hovering there trying to catch me make a mistake so you can say "AHA!". Can you like spend your time on something productive? Like helping your kid with homework for example? And helping does NOT mean to do the homework yourself, or getting the tutor to do it! The kid has to learn to do it him/herself! You cant spoonfeed the child forever, caz he/she wont be a kid forever!

If every time your child improve its thanks to you, the tutor or your child's natural talent, your child does not need to be in school. If you know my job better than I do, then take your kids out and HOME SCHOOL them. It will save both of us a lot of misery and your child can stick to you the entire day, just like he/she desires. Most behaviour problems stem from a lack of attention from parents in the first place, so doing that will negate those problems, and we wont have to be at odds because I say your child is NOT the angelic genius you think he/she is.

By the way, do you realise that no matter how many kids you have, I am always in charge of more? So can you please stop expecting me to pay special attention to your child when you cant do it yourself? Yes, I can take note of your concerns but there are OTHER children around. Even though you are paying me because my pay is from tax payer's money, THE OTHER PARENTS PAY TAX TOO! I cant give your child that much SPECIAL attention because that would be UNFAIR and other parents will come after me. You dun want me to be unfair to your kid, so why do you try to FORCE me to be unfair to others' kids? Go bug the tutor whom you pay so much for all that SPECIAL attention that you want others to give in place of yourself. Even though the best thing you can do is to give the special attention YOURSELF. Its YOUR attention that your child NEEDS!

I swear that when I cant take anymore of this, I will go be a one-on-one tutor, at least for a short period of time. Its essentially the same job, but you only have to deal with one child at a time, and they are much more appreciated.

TGIF. I am free from them till Monday. TGIF. I am going to spend the weekend with ppl who appreciate me.

Moody

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Depressed

I used to have the habit of journal writing, before I switched to blogging. My journal entries are quite similiar to my blogs in one aspect. You can tell my mood by its frequency. I tend to write more often when I am sad.

I didn't notice this trend. Till one fine day, I picked up an old journal and read it out of a curiosity to review my younger self. The reviewing started out happily enough. And then it got depressing. And it got progressively worse. I just tend to blab in circles when I'm upset. And the happy moments are recorded less and less frequently. And I used to think that I had an optimistic personality. That reviewing put things into perspective.

So its 1 a.m. and I have to started preparing for work in 4 and a half hrs, and I got plenty of stuff to do... and yet I find myself blogging. Then I know the pattern is starting again.

Oh well, on the bright side, writing it down also tends to make me feel better. So I think I will be able to sleep now. Wouldn't it be fantastic if I went to bed now and got strike by a case of insomia? Wow... if it happens, I wonder if I will even turn up at work.

If any of you meet the sandman, try and steal his bag of sand for me, kay? Even a pinch of sand would be good. The ability to fall asleep whenever I want to sounds god-gifted. Hmm... maybe the sandman is a demi-god of some kind and that's why I never had a chance of gaining that ability.

Back to work

It's just day one and I'm exhausted. I've been lazy during hols so my legs are complaining they stand and walked too much today. Though today was relax, compared to last year's busy period (when I actually had to RUN around to get things done). I'm sulky and work is piling up already and I got new challenges ahead some more. sheesh... why are they so confident in my ability that they keep piling obstacles in front of me? I'm just trying not to trip here really.

老师苦命

年底的最后一个会议是让老师最晕头转向的。往往开着开着……就搞不清今年是哪一年。它也是最苦的。因为每年的工作是有增无减的。老师一年比一年有经验，学校当然让你扛越来越重的负担。毕竟去年你没被身上的负担压死，就证明你还能承担更多。可是又没有人想过，等到老师被肩上所堆积的给压得动弹不得、透不过气时，已经太迟了呢？

Merry Christmas

In a blink of an eye, holidays are nearly over. Its Christmas eve tomorrow so Merry Christmas everyone. This bookworm had a very sastisfying novel marathon. Especially thanks to the free upgrade to premium membership for passion card holders. With that, and the double borrowing limit during holidays, I could borrow up to 16 books. Naturally, I maxed out my library card. :P Its probably a good thing I haven't bothered to get a credit card. If I use credit card the way I use my library card, I'll be in deep trouble. hehe...

Its almost time to put nose back to the grind (my poor nose), but I'm not getting back to work mode yet. Sigh... wish I don't have to switch back. If anyone wants to hire a fanciful bookworm couch potato to slack around, please contact me. I'm perfect for the job (and my nose would be grateful too).

Halloween

According to European folklore, its a night of the magical and the mystical. It is not only an important night for such, its also a powerful night in those beliefs. Therefore, I indulged in a mystical night, I took out my deck of tarot cards and did several readings.

I dunno if its cause I want to believe so, or there is truth in legends and myth, or if I'm just getting better at reading the cards. Today, the answers to all my readings were very straightforward. They may not be the answer I want, or they may be telling me the future is uncertain, but today the cards were really easy to understand.

Usually, I will at least get 2 or 3 readings that dun make sense. (Like I ask about relationship and all the cards are pentacles, which has to do with money. Or I ask about career and the lovers card pops out. You get the idea.) But today every reading was to the point.

I think it truly hit me when I pulled out the page of cup to signify myself during a particular reading. I dun think I can identify with any card better. Cup, for the emotional person, and page of cups has close ties with Pisces, which is my astrological sign. And of course, I'm still young, so the other water cards are not appropiate. ;>