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Monday, October 01, 2007Y

some backtracking...
last week was slack i thot....cos no klass...not too mani reliefs...(i wonder issit cos of my letter to boss the other time....somehow siti was a little hesitant to ask me to do relief...) ended up i did so much of odd-jobs....the rest of the colleagues haf kinda regarded me as a reference pt fer almost everything.....so much so dat the most common phrases said to me were "eh serene, can u help me wif...." and "hey...thanks..."

from asking me where tings r placed, what to do fer practicuum, stand-in in klass fer awhile while dey go toilet/take tings, brainstorm fer camp, n the list goes on....friday realli reach the max man....when in one single morning, i had to assist a teacher in klass when she only had two higher functioning boys, where i had to teach pri sch maths n eng...den, pick up lotsa of phone calls, deliver lunch box to the canteen at changi general hospital cos one student fergot to bring his food n they were there eating.....den, a couple came to donate half a van of toys n i had to borrow trolley n deliver them up myself....dey were so kind....heard abt us thru 933...came all the wae frm jurong n rented a van to send the toys here....din look too well-to-do but dey were kind souls....had to show dem arnd the sch n explain wad on earth is autism....den comes afternoon where 2 students kip having tantrums n i was there to help in both...one boy hitting himself wif hand till his hand n forehead swollen, another ger shoving all the furniture in the klass...n when evening came, i turned into an usher at the choir concert....boss was the conductor...fund-raising fer the sch....was carrying the program notes to distribute n realised i took too mani so went out to put some back...n lo-n-behold hoo was to stand at the door except boss...."serene!", pointing at me.....i knew it...kena arrowed....asked his son to bring me to his dotter (the mc)..ask me help out at the prize presentation.....n i failed at such a simple task....the table where all the prizes were was at the side of the stage....she said dun bring to the centre of the stage....so asked me to walk to n fro....oh well....she announced the names so fast dat i din had time to walk back in time.....n i actualli dropped one of thos crystal-looking plastic (i guess) trophies....n the archbishop had to pick it upn fix a piece back.....felt damn malu man....haiz....wanted to dig a hole n jump in....but had to fake a smile....n when i walked back, boss reminded me dat i fergot to gif out the cards the students made....argh....another blunder.....ok...dat's quite enuff fer the nite...hopefulli boss wun target me the next time....*haf a feeling he din noe wad happened* oh wadeva......

n sat, i went fer piano lesson n realised i played worse n worse fer the concert piece i was gonna perform later....shucks....the more i practise, the more mistakes i haf....den had to HELP carry stuff fer my teacher to the auditorium at young musicians' society....phobia of dat place cos i took my dip exam there n failed....haiz....was at the receptionist area...HELP to mark attendance of the performers, n give out the program notes.....HELP to coordinate wif the buffet person (n in the process kena chidded by the person in charge of the auditorium)...my fren played well.....at least much better den me...cannot play at the speed she played....another fren brot a group of her students wif her....i had no students i can showcase....all lazi bums hoo dun practise....onli felt proud of my sis...she realli plays very well....to tink dat i used to play better den her when we were young....haiz....i felt my playing was very average....n too cautious....but glad dat i played a little better den in the morning at her hse....phew.....

went over to sc's place fer curry udon....n of cos the cooks r none other den sc n fk n helper ly....plus bartender shawn.....concocted a menu of 10 different shots n made us all drink....n cos i spilled some of it i got a few more shots as punishment....duhz.....never drank so much in my life....but i was still quite sober i wld sae....mabbe felt a little dizzy but very tired....at least i was much better den someone who started rolling on the floor, some whose faces turned red, n one hoo was walking in a str line n nearly knocked into the wall....went home at 1+ n woke up the next morning wide awake at 6+ even before my alarm went off....all readi to go teach piano....in fact i was much more awake den other sundays....i dunno y....tong3 all the wae till 10pm n knock out.....

super irritated wif my ex co-teacher again todae...she returned me the tasks i made fer the students....n out of courtesy i just say, "u dun nid it?" i mean i dun mind taking dem back of cos....n i actualli got snubbed rite in the face earlie in the morning...."it's ok...we got better ones...*smirk*" dat realli pissed me off....dun appreciate my werk den reject it nicely lar....no PR skills at all....pui! thot she was better oreadi...last week she actualli msg me n thanked me fer settling down the crying boy in her klass.....mabbe dat was all just part of the hypocrisy....

had another small disagreement wif another colleague....she's fierce man....regarding claims....she din had a receipt for claiming tings...cos frm market...supermarket sells one whole lettuce or sth but market sells smaller portion.....so in a wae, she's saving money fer centre...n i totally understand dat...told her w/o receipt cannot claim lar...cos finance departm sae one....just gg by the book n she got all flustered up....n when i left she go complain to another colleague....wadeva la....i'm just doing my job in approving claims....

mabbe i shld just kip awae frm all the talkings in the office n stay low-key.....my new co-teacher is here fer a week liao....n she's the pretty ger frm my psych cohort in nus la.....but too bad guys, she's attached....studied a yr in aust, werked in another autism sch b4...so hoping dat she's nice to werk wif la....n dat dae at the choir concert i met a project mate frm geog....n she turned out to be boss's son's gf.....the world is damn small.....

hoping to seeing deary B tmr....nid him to bring smiles to my face again....=]

ends at 7:41 AM