My phone

The current phone i am using, Motorola V3 is about 11 months old. Considering it is only 11 months old, i still want to think it is new.
This particular phone was the first phone i bought using my own money. All my previous phone came free when i extended my contract. So when my second phone died on me, i decided probably it was time, i get myself a phone that didn't come free.
I wanted a flip camera phone because i love the design of a flip phone and since i am buying one why not get something i like. But to disapointment, either nokia don't carry much flip phone designs or they are way too expensive and over my budget.
My dad told me to invest in a good phone for long term use but being stubborn, i refuse to head his advice and got myself the cheapest phone that was available on counter which happen to be my current phone. Now i am regretting it because not only it is useless, it gets stuck, jam and die on me on my occasions. When ppl try calling me, i will only receive their missed calls number a few days later or sometimes never at all. Sometimes, my sms don't get out or i didn't get the other party msg.
The other night, my mum msg me to get her some things, i didn't get her msg and it kind of cause some misunderstanding. A few weeks ago, i missed a meeting with the IA student because i didn't get her call even though she claim she called. Aiyoh, my phone is so screwed, maybe it is time to get a GOOD phone and i really mean a good phone. The only problem now is i am running short in terms of funds.
Sigh..My heart is aching because my phone is still brand new and i regret not listening to my dad advice. Moral of Story: Don't be stingy with yourself and try to scrimp and save each time because sometimes you just need to pamper yourself when it is due.

And oh btw, a few shoutout..

First to Fauzie, for clinching the Best Newcomer in Pesta Perdana 9. Congrats Bro..Wish you good health and happiness always.

Second is to Ahmad because tmr is his birthday....Happy 24th Birthday... Hope you have a great birthday...Semoga murah rezeki selalu....

Third is to my lovely sisters, Ana, Kak and Juju.... I miss you babes lar...It's been quite sometime since we last met and really chat..

Last but not the least....Shaz, Eileen, Ctie, Gee Fang, Shiying, Iklin, Syaf, The Funkafellaz(You guys know who you are), The Princesses...God, i miss all of you...Yes, it's my fault for always not being able to make it for outings or being so occupied with work but really i am working 6 days a week and sunday is work from home day for me...Sorry for not being there on a lot of times and i know i haven't been a good friend.. Just really tkc all of you and i heart all of you alot...

I have been getting a lot of weird dreams...I dreamt a lot about you guys and i dreamt a lot about being part of the tsunami incident.

FREAKING WOMAN!!

ARGHHH..Stupid Parents…

Freak ah, make me angry so early in the morning. You think you alone very busy and no time because you are working. I myself am very busy and have no time to entertain ppl like you. Call so early in the morning asking me some stupid schedule and when I said I will get the incharge to call back to confirm, screamed at me claiming that since I am the recep and if everything I don’t know, then why I am in this job. And when I told her NO, I am the TEACHER and not a RECEP, she said then don’t pick up the phone. Finally before slamming down the phone, she said I will complain to your management.

BLODDY HELL IDIOT… Freaking WOMAN…First, the schedule you asked for is for SCIENCE Tech and I am not the science teacher, I am a FREAKING COMPUTER teacher. Second, the science department neither did the management informed us of any arrangement or STUPID registration form(because they never do and always leave us in the dark not knowing anything) that they handed out to parents so how the hell would I know. That’s why I wanted the science dept in charge to call you but TO HELL you refused. Thirdly, I may be in this job but that doesn’t mean I know everything cause only god knows all, there is still so much more I have to learn. Fourthly, if i don’t pick up the phone, then you will complain how come never pick up phone all the time and then you will also complain. Fifth, if you think you are so busy, you think I so free want to go and entertain your stupid and idiotic and nonsensical blabbering so early in the freaking morning. Six, don’t come and use I must complain to the management threats to me, to hell with that, COMPLAIN all you want, you think I am so freaking afraid? I did no wrong and complain all you want to my boss. Last but not the least, so what if you paid so much, so what if you are freaking rich that doesn’t give you any excuse to be rude and have no respect for others. FREAKING WOMAN…

Make me so angry early in the morning, and I am seriously very angry because this is not the first time I have to answer to this stupid parents who demands a lot when in the first place I have no idea what is happening. Something is so wrong about the company and first on the lists is communication skill. There is no proper arrangement, everything is so secretive and not told, then how the hell are we supposed to know. And then expect us to go clear your MESS. Freak ah…I hate freaking rich parents who thinks they are so freaking rich and the world revolves around them. And I hate freaking rich spoilt pampered children who thinks they can get away with anything just because their parents are freaking rich. Yes, I am VERY ANGRY WITH THIS FREAKING WOMAN…Had she gone further, I would have shouted into the phone when she shouted at me. Thank god, I still need this job and I was thinking rationally or else you would have got a tongue lashing and who cares if you are a FREAKING rich customer!! GRRRRRRRR…

P/S: Even the bugger on my tagboard(who amuses me with his/her tag comments) didn't manage to make me this angry. GRRR...

Withdrawal Symptoms

Student: Cher, boring ah, three days computer class, some more no girls to see..
Teacher: What no girls, recess time got girls what, then go and see till you satisfied ah..
Student: (Raising voice) Recess time?? Cher, where got fun, all those girls expired already lar!!

The last time I stepped out of that school, I was a student there. This time, i stepped in not as a student but as a trainer. It’s been long, probably about 5 years since I last went back. There were some changes; the school is not as colorfully painted as before, where the walls were once painted with bright yellow and orange, now it resumes it’s original color white. The blue chicken rice stall, the snack stall and the drink stall are managed by a different person. The school badge that students once wore on their top left side pocket, lays an ironed on badge which looks terribly awful. The staff room corridor which was once a short cut to the hall is sealed and the staff room now requires a entry pass to enter. Other than that, I think everything is pretty much similar. The canteen chair is still the same. The painting on the wall along the corridors (done by LaSalle students) that leads to the teaching block is pretty much intact. Everything in the classroom and computer labs is the same.

In between the many new faces, I see many familiar faces. It was very heart whelming that some still recognize me although they can’t figure out my name. Mrs Yeoh, Miss Pillay, Mdm Jamilla and Mr Malek, how I truly miss them, but the one teacher that took me by complete surprise was Mr Singgam. As compared to the other teachers who taught me for at least 2 years, he only taught me math in sec 1. He was definitely the last teacher I thought who remember me. Imagine my shock when he came to me and offered a handshake and said so loudly that everyone in the class could hear “You’re an ex-greenviewan and I taught you in Sec 1 before rite”. He continued with “It’s so good to see all of you coming back”.

Mr Singgam, I can’t barely remember anything about his lessons except his favourite line which goes “That boy over there” or “You at the back there” in his indian accent. I only remembered how the boys in my class loved teasing and making fun of him by imitating his favourite line behind his back. And I still remembered how we girls encouraged the mimicking with our laughter. Things hadn’t change much though, even with the current generation; he is still at the expense of the student’s mockery.

I was assigned to teach digital imaging using flash 8. Get this right; already teaching flash is not as simple as teaching Microsoft word or PowerPoint. Getting students to understand the theory behind why we do certain things in flash is hard. To make them understand how to go about doing the animation (despite showing them step by step) was already so tough. What more, teaching to a bunch of 37 sec 2 (mixed normal academic and technical) boys with raging hormones were truly a test of my patience. It surely didn’t help that there wasn’t any girls in my class and it surely didn’t help that most of the students was Malay. I am certainly not trying to stereotype but putting Malay boys together in a class with a female Malay teacher, they can get VERY naughty and cheeky. But behind that loud, naughty and cheeky exterior, never once were they rude to me. Thank god for that.
In fact, they treated me like one of their friends and by the end of the second day, they started showing me their girlfriend picture lar, their baby photo lar, their blister on their thigh, their hand phone models, current popular music they listen to, their friendster lar and whatever not to be showed to a teacher. Some even ask me for my hp number, my age and joked around that they wanted to be my close fren. Haha. Looking at them, just reminded me what it feels like to be a student back. That innocence (maybe not so innocent lar) and care-free spirit that they posses.

Now, I kinda of miss all of my frens from my primary school, secondary school and poly. Sometimes, I wish I was still a student and not an adult who will turn 22 this year. Working life is so unpredictable and full of evil. The more you sink in, the more you get involve and the more it robs you of your innocence. You sometimes have to go against your certain principles in life to save your butt and your company. You just become this someone to survive. It’s really saddening but that’s the reality of the working world, so full of hypocrisy and contradiction. And it is truly sad because I know, no matter where I try to run unless I am planning to idle around or be a housewife or a student forever (which is totally impossible), there’s no way except to run towards that world.

Teacher: (accidentally, slams water bottle on the table after drinking)
Student: Wah, cher, so fierce ah..
Teacher: Where got fierce…If fierce, all of you will be scared and when I scold you will keep quiet
Student: Cher, you fierce what, I want your number and be your close fren but you don’t want to give me.
Teacher: Haiyo…You boys ah, come here to learn flash and not about other things. Besides you are only sec 2 and still very young..
Student: Cher, where got young, I taking my ic soon you know..

The boys, despite driving me crazy, I feel much attached to them and somehow I kinda of miss them. The last few days I have been ranting non–stop to everyone what happened in school and I am ranting in here again.

I think I am suffering from withdrawal symptoms. Both from teaching and football. Speaking about football, my trip to kallang stadium, first on sat where Singapore beat Malaysia and second on wed where Singapore beat Thailand was indescribable. I will never forget the view (after all that shoving and ho-haa trying to find the correct entrance to find my cousins) when I took my first step into the stadium. The crazy pawang guy. The powerful kallang wave, roar and stamping. The controversy. All that laughter looking at how the fans (men, boys, pakcik, makcik, girls and ladies) screaming, scolding and getting so passionate about the game. I will never forget that it was there I joined the crowd and shouted my first bad word and actually found out what it means. Hah. I promise I will not do it again.
Anyway, I just got the results on the survey that the boys did and I feel very happy and satisfied with the review they have given me. =) If only happy moments would last forever and not be interrupted by anything especially work cause for now, I got to get down finishing my two online tutorial projects, marking of test papers before administering it to Cambridge and to collate all the flash project together by next week. And good news is, I am nowhere close to done. Well done Yana!! =)

P.S: Teaching has improved my skills tremendously. If I started 9 months ago, not even knowing how to use flash, I can safely say, I can create something using flash.

Student: Cher, you how old ah?
Teacher: Just know that I am very old…
Student: Cher you lie ah…If you old how come you look young, then you are a Miss and not yet married..
Teacher: Well, because I am an “Anak dara tua”…(Old spinsters)
Student: Cher, cannot you know, if not later very hard to get children and not good.

And instead of getting angry and scolding, I stood there laughing my heart out.