think.hapi.thots

To sum up how i feel for the past 7 weeks, my brain can only conjure up all the one-syllable words in all kinds of language…

Anyways, the Mythbusters have proven that hurling unkind words can distract you from or alleviate stress. I felt like i was turning into Sue Sylvester from GLEE by week 3; I stepped into a lift full of students when the “overload” alarm sounded, instead of stepping out in disgrace (that i was the FAT one), i looked around and said “hey you, can you please go out?”

So, i’ve also heard myself uttering more rubbish when i drive and after work. I even see the need to drive faster … the queen subie has reigned again.

Maybe that’s why all this angst has added that extra push to clinch the gold during the dragonboat race… finally! hee hee.

Nothing beats having to manage students’ expectations (and their parents’). During lunch time, we would whine and complain and back to whine again and then attempt to make jokes out of it. That’s how we get by each day.

This is my new care group who was selling nuts during CCN.

Introvert’s guide to cell survival

I joined a cell group which consists of 4 families… once again… i am the misfit.

I’m still grappling with the concept of a cell group. In html sense, cells are containers and there’s prison cells also… i’m actually feeling more like the latter… *more one-syllable words*

I assumed God has placed a conviction in my clogged up heart and asked me join a cell group this year… but i’m more confused now. I wanted spiritual growth, but i think the beacon has attracted more attention than i wanted.

How can an introvert like me who values privacy and personal space survive in a cell group setting …

… lead a double life …

Food, glorious food

I’ve been pigging out for the past few weeks. Jo belanja us to crabs and i didn’t realise Mike’s not a fan of crabs actually… wasted.

After Jean’s exams, she treated us dinner too and we watched Phobia together…

We had a nasi lemak party at home recently and jie-jie gave a (rare) treat too!

Talking about siblings, i think i have humourous siblings. I’ve been helping Suburbia update their website and for my effort, kor kor is giving me free meals at Suburbia.

“So don’t worry, when you come down, just order whatever you like.

We have created a menu specially for you :

1. Anaconda salad
2. Superior snake soup
3. Mock abalone with vegetarian shark fin made from expired jelly( Served with indian nann)
4. Ti-la-mi-su
5. Suburbia’s special Masala Tea aka Maserati

Such a car enthusiast he is… even in menu planning.

Ah bui and his shower

I remember reading somewhere that says we don’t need to bathe the cats as it’s very traumatising for them.

So after 3 years of sleeping with a ticking time bomb, this fatso came back with some form of fleas. Lucky sia, i didn’t kena. Under the bobian situation, i gave him a shower. After the shower, my helper actually says his stripes are more obvious -_-

Henderson Wave

It took us almost 1 1/2 years of planning; Mike and i finally went to Henderson wave to take pics. It was a super hot day and the vending machine wasn’t working (Mike donated $3)!!!

Graduation (behind the scene)

I was lucky that i was assigned stage duty so that i could send each and everyone off to receive their well-deserved certs.

Behind the scenes, we had to rehearse for hours and of course we had to take pictures and do some role-playing… haha.

After the ceremony

Photo time

These bunch is my precious and Jean’s too. Barnabas dropped me an email to join facebook. i’ve agreed to do so but haven’t have time to do it admist all the chaos in my life.

Students’ Visit

It is always nice to see some ex-students. Daryl and Shavonne came in to my class and gave me 5 boxes of pocky!!! I literally wanted to cry coz i was so stressed up! To be exact, only 3 boxes were for me, and 2 boxes were to share (and i did ok…)! Then jazz and michelle also dropped by.

It’s nice to be remembered (for the right thing)… There’s actually a rumour now that says Ms Nat is not good/ approachable because she chases people out of the class (just coz we don’t even bother printing the tutorial, let alone try attempting the questions and we have all the rights in the world to arrive 15 mins late). Guess no more pocky treats. Buy myself lor

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