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Monday, January 22, 2007 ' 5:21 PM Y
& your soul is all i ever wanted

OMG!!!! this is the day!!!! today is the day!!!

ladies and gentlemen, I would like to announce that i am now officially employed. Good bye dredges of un-employment!

ooh just peeked at my friendster. whoops. so outdated, didnt even read my xmas messages. paiseh paiseh. i PROMISE TO RETURN THE TESTIMONIALS WHEN I CAN.

okay that's another thing to do. but lets hear my story first. well, read, rather.

8-something in the morning. stupid phone rings. I try desperately to ignore it. then my mom and sister come rushing up talking simultaneously, (mom going: xtine xtine!! wake up wake up i think its the school!! the teacher gave birth already! and my sis saying something along the same lines, both in whisper shouts so that the person at the other end of the line cant hear them ) and xtine is like: SHIT. wake up, grab the phone and try not to sound like I just woke up.

After that it was a rush of trying to find something suitable to wear for work, ended up in one of my mom's very old skirts which is still nice and presentable, and one of my three formal shirts. go to school, meet the principal, the PK 1, the ketua bidang in all but a matter of an hour, then to the desk of the teacher I will be sub-ing, meeting many nice teachers along the way then woosh into first class.

hm. i think i totally crapped my way in introduction, I even mentioned that my sis is a bimbo (for which she whacked me) then crap crap crap before actually giving a lesson, thank GOD on something i know infinitely well, GRAPHS. no thanks to all the torture in graph sketching in AJ. let's say i forgot which axis is for what and shit what if i taught the ppl the wrong thing?????? nvm! I shall be a good physics teacher. then the second class I took today is (oh-my-god) my neighbour's class. so its like, walk in and see my neighbour. its a sec 5 class, exam year (muahahha) so i shall try my best to teach properly! then my stupid sis spots me in the class and actually comes to talk to me. wow. oh ya my youngest sis also came to find me in the teachers' room, TO HAND ME A PACAKET OF TOOTH PICKS. so dumb. she is so dead when she gets back later.

apparently i'm going to be known as cikgu-cute-who-is-elena kon's-elder-sister. muahahaha. i'm cikgu cute. but the teachers i have met so far REALLY are cute, so nice to me. especially an islamic studies teacher I met while going to see the PK 1 and the teacher i'm sitting next to in the staff room. I'll find out their names...as soon as I can. haha. maybe grab my sister's yearbook.

so now I have lessons to plan on a subject I have not touched for a year. hahahahahahahaha. wish me luck people!!!

and to all the people I met after my Brwon interview: I WAS SO HAPPY TO MEET YOU ALL. MISS YOU SO MUCH

And of my Brown interview, it was good! the interviewer was super nice!
I'm contemplating going for Yale interview. 'nother trip though. and I'm working now. hahaha. how how?
advice anyone??
talk to me on msn yeah!

last thing, FINANCIAL AID APPLICATIONS ARE KILLING ME.
really. And i've already passed the Wellesley deadline.
damn shit.


kchan







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'I dreamt that I was composing a symphony....I had gone to my table to begin writing it down when I suddenly reflected: "If I write this part I shall let myself be carried on to write the rest. The natural tendency of my mind to expand the material is sure to make it very long...When the symphony is finished I shall be weak enough to allow my copyist to copy it out, and thus immediately incur a debt of 1,000 or 1,200 francs. Once the parts are copied I shall be harassed by the temptation to have the work performed; I shall give a concert in which, as is sure to be the case in these days, the receipts will barely cover half the expenses; I shall lose what I have not got; I shall want the necessaries of life for my poor invalid, and shall have no money for either myself or for my son's keep on board ship!"...I threw down my pen saying, "Bah! I shall have forgotten the symphony tomorrow." But the following night the obstinate symphony again presented itself...'
- Berlioz writing about a nightmare he had during the 1850s

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