My First Entry...
At a ripe old age of 19, i've decided to venture into unchartered waters ... not exactly unchartered but considering that my kid sister of 12 already has her own blog.. gasp. Am i in stone age or something. Ha. Actually, yes, i've been hibernating in my little cave( a very comfortable, cosy cave i must add) for quite some time now ever since i was "sacked" from my teaching job. I kinda useD to like kids until i went into teaching. My teaching friends and i often call it Devils Paradise. Everyday was like a war, i dont go to class with my books, i go armed with a shield, swords, daggers, pistols, parangs. In spite of all my weapons, being attacked was, well a daily ritual. I've been kicked by my hyper active child, my hands twisted a few rounds, suffered close calls of near deafness(man, i've got a zoo, not a class.. i have parrots who screech into my ear, spiders who climb walls, monkeys who can't sit, worms who can't stop crawling on the floor, slugs who slide down their chairs). I've learnt the art of self defence in the short space of 3 months, not a bad experience for a short teaching stint. More interestingly, i've even heard vulgarities i've NEVER heard before in my entire life... coming from the mouth of an 8 year old boy. We sure learn new things everyday.
Teaching aside, my friends must probably be shockED that this caveman is actually setting up a Blog! What has come over me? erm... maybe it's the boredom of not having much to do at all, waiting for uni, waiting for confirmation of a big tuition client, waiting for that organisation's email to thank me for my participation in their second round interview and thus drawing a close to all my hopes, waiting to get my driving license, waiting for him to improve not knowing what i can do to help feeling useless. It's sure alot of waiting. So in the meantime, let's do something constructive like publishing my ramblings for all to see. We'll see how long i can maintain this... anyone wants to make a bet, calling for bookies! Perhaps what's going to keep this blog going is if i go to UK to study. It's the means for communication! Then i dont really have a choice... believe it or not i used to detest using the computer because i found it troublesome to start up ( i took approximately 1 hour to get connected onto the internet on my old computer). In fact, my whole family's so ancient we dont even have a digital camera, I dont' even know how an ipod works, what's a Thumb drive ? I really should just return to my good ole' cave and be happy rubbing stones to start a fire right?
Speaking of uni. Ah... can't believe we've all come this far. Congratulations everyone! It's been a long ride. We're going on to the LAST phase of our formal education! The biggest question now is.. to UK or not to UK. I've been dreaming about it since secondary school, of course the ideal situation would be to get a scholarship and go withOUT being a burden to my parents. But that is just highly unlikely now, gotta depend on ourselves. And London is way expensive. We're no rich farts, no millionaires, if i do go, every single pence i spend will be my parents hard earned money and there is almost no way i can pay them back. Number one : they won't allow it even if i want to pay them partially. Number two : i have to work for many many years before i see money coming in. Sigh. But my mother is pretty set on sending me there, pa is just afraid i'll never return if i find a good paying job there. Gasp no ! I'm too Singaporean at heart... who can live without Jln Kayu Roti Prata, Sin Ming Kaya toast and kopi etc etc . The list goes on and on and on.. i've compiled a list of my everlasting local favourites including many of my mother's to-die-for dishes, i'm sure i havent covered all my favourites, will post it up once i think i've done justice to all my favourites. But i digress(the foodie in me surfaces... unfortunately, much as i enjoy eating, i have a weak stomach, sometimes, the food comes out even before digesting, i'm trying not to be explicit here). London is beautiful, London is amazing etc etc, i've heard lots about it and i do wish to be there but at what cost? At what point do we draw a line between receiving an overseas education from a prestigious university and using your parents' money to achieve that dream? I could just jolly well save up on all the money, stay here and be an engineer, carry on with my way of life living happily at home. What if i regret not going next time? This is a life-changing decision for my family and me, something i have to figure out fast.
On a lighter note, i went shopping at zara with my mother this morning and we saw all those gorgeous winter clothings. I was ensnared by this chocolate brown jacket which costs a whooping $265, trying to imagine myself sashaying down oxford street in that jacket, jeans and boots. ( of course, please dont imagine that friends or you'll start laughing, this should be limited to my imagination only and only mine. haha). There were many other pretty jackets of all designs too, all wonderfully sewn and all "reasonably" priced. UK dreams again...
And then i met Mich and gang in the afternoon. We had a great time, finally MJ is back, the musketeers reunited in full force after 4 months. Mich and MJ were so sweet to buy YW and me a "ROXY" cap and "Esprit" wallet. Very nice :) Shanghai should really be the capital for genuine goods.
All set, my driving test's on 9th May. I AM going to pass on the first try! I am not going to give a single cent more to the driving school. They estimated that the average learner takes between 20-25 sessions to complete their course. So i'm slow, i expected to finish in like 25.. but no.. i took 28! That makes me Ultra slow but i do think i can hold my own in the car, thank you very much. So i better pass! The school's all out to drink our money... gee.
To X, you're a very big part of my life and although i know you'll never read this, i hope you can find the strength to move on, we're all behind you, just that tongue-tied me doesnt know how to say it which always makes me feel helpless and useless. No matter how long it takes, we know you're going to find yourself again.
I'll be meeting many of my friends this coming week because of some special occasion coming up? Is it not? oooh.
There, my very first entry...
Teaching aside, my friends must probably be shockED that this caveman is actually setting up a Blog! What has come over me? erm... maybe it's the boredom of not having much to do at all, waiting for uni, waiting for confirmation of a big tuition client, waiting for that organisation's email to thank me for my participation in their second round interview and thus drawing a close to all my hopes, waiting to get my driving license, waiting for him to improve not knowing what i can do to help feeling useless. It's sure alot of waiting. So in the meantime, let's do something constructive like publishing my ramblings for all to see. We'll see how long i can maintain this... anyone wants to make a bet, calling for bookies! Perhaps what's going to keep this blog going is if i go to UK to study. It's the means for communication! Then i dont really have a choice... believe it or not i used to detest using the computer because i found it troublesome to start up ( i took approximately 1 hour to get connected onto the internet on my old computer). In fact, my whole family's so ancient we dont even have a digital camera, I dont' even know how an ipod works, what's a Thumb drive ? I really should just return to my good ole' cave and be happy rubbing stones to start a fire right?
Speaking of uni. Ah... can't believe we've all come this far. Congratulations everyone! It's been a long ride. We're going on to the LAST phase of our formal education! The biggest question now is.. to UK or not to UK. I've been dreaming about it since secondary school, of course the ideal situation would be to get a scholarship and go withOUT being a burden to my parents. But that is just highly unlikely now, gotta depend on ourselves. And London is way expensive. We're no rich farts, no millionaires, if i do go, every single pence i spend will be my parents hard earned money and there is almost no way i can pay them back. Number one : they won't allow it even if i want to pay them partially. Number two : i have to work for many many years before i see money coming in. Sigh. But my mother is pretty set on sending me there, pa is just afraid i'll never return if i find a good paying job there. Gasp no ! I'm too Singaporean at heart... who can live without Jln Kayu Roti Prata, Sin Ming Kaya toast and kopi etc etc . The list goes on and on and on.. i've compiled a list of my everlasting local favourites including many of my mother's to-die-for dishes, i'm sure i havent covered all my favourites, will post it up once i think i've done justice to all my favourites. But i digress(the foodie in me surfaces... unfortunately, much as i enjoy eating, i have a weak stomach, sometimes, the food comes out even before digesting, i'm trying not to be explicit here). London is beautiful, London is amazing etc etc, i've heard lots about it and i do wish to be there but at what cost? At what point do we draw a line between receiving an overseas education from a prestigious university and using your parents' money to achieve that dream? I could just jolly well save up on all the money, stay here and be an engineer, carry on with my way of life living happily at home. What if i regret not going next time? This is a life-changing decision for my family and me, something i have to figure out fast.
On a lighter note, i went shopping at zara with my mother this morning and we saw all those gorgeous winter clothings. I was ensnared by this chocolate brown jacket which costs a whooping $265, trying to imagine myself sashaying down oxford street in that jacket, jeans and boots. ( of course, please dont imagine that friends or you'll start laughing, this should be limited to my imagination only and only mine. haha). There were many other pretty jackets of all designs too, all wonderfully sewn and all "reasonably" priced. UK dreams again...
And then i met Mich and gang in the afternoon. We had a great time, finally MJ is back, the musketeers reunited in full force after 4 months. Mich and MJ were so sweet to buy YW and me a "ROXY" cap and "Esprit" wallet. Very nice :) Shanghai should really be the capital for genuine goods.
All set, my driving test's on 9th May. I AM going to pass on the first try! I am not going to give a single cent more to the driving school. They estimated that the average learner takes between 20-25 sessions to complete their course. So i'm slow, i expected to finish in like 25.. but no.. i took 28! That makes me Ultra slow but i do think i can hold my own in the car, thank you very much. So i better pass! The school's all out to drink our money... gee.
To X, you're a very big part of my life and although i know you'll never read this, i hope you can find the strength to move on, we're all behind you, just that tongue-tied me doesnt know how to say it which always makes me feel helpless and useless. No matter how long it takes, we know you're going to find yourself again.
I'll be meeting many of my friends this coming week because of some special occasion coming up? Is it not? oooh.
There, my very first entry...
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