2 more weeks...

to teaching practical.

and

I'm NOT ready.

should i be?

lesson plans over the long hols are postponed. not done. blogging lagged. internet broke down at home. my new apartment. shifting from house to apartment. paintings to do with the new place. things to shift. lotsa. dance to catch up. meetings to attend. then the flu. that deadly Swine flu. the epidermic of the moment, causing all to panic on a mode of nervous breakdown.

students. students. students everywhere. dress code. consumed by all the formalities. tied down by rules.... S.C.H.O.O.L.....

i don't care if one day the school ever reads this post and sees me lament, rave or rant. the blog is the only place to pen down THE thoughts and what is written is real. real life. real story. real experiences. by real people..

no

i don't think I'd ever do that. cause i bet I'll be loving school. loving the students. loving the recess. loving the work. and loving my life as a teacher... call this sarcasm, irony or fact.... everyone has the rights to interpret whatever they perceived... and this---- is the 1st lesson of the day.

do not believe what you think it is. cause if can always be seen in a different light....

i miss her...

she's a stray.not just a stray but the one with heart and intelligence. she learns without a master, obeys humbly and look after us as if we're her family although she isn't obliged to.after all she's a stray.i will remember the time when she walked us in the dark in order to protect us like an angel. she's so angelic.she is...
but, she was gone for good. all the other strays were gone for good. all were captured brutally by the municipal council. i just hope she doesn't need to suffer so much when her life is taken away, by force.

so much of love to Molly by us...you will forever be remembered