the maths test was a blown off.
gosh.we're thinking perfect scores.yeah babe! not a problem i think.
i seriously adore my lecturer, SYED.
he rocks my socks.

the way sunshineboy gushes over those freaky living dead dolls makes him ever more so endearing.
but damn.i think he's interested in mushroom! triplefucks.

its unbelievable that i 'talked' gay guy into dueting with me.
gosh i oughta stop terrorising peeps around me.ha
and i shall work my way with my fellow HALU fanatic too.

on a lighter note, i'm feeling more and more attached to teaching at st hilda's.
thou mischievous and all, the kids are simply lovely.
they sure do brighten up my day.
hearing them greeting "miss tan" and wishing me good day warms my heart a great deal.
i made them write random sentences and doodles of their favourite stuff today.
was in for a great surprise on what beautiful masterpieces these lil pri1s came up with.

at the parade ground, the familiar tune of the anthem sounded.
the students sang aloud with their hearts and souls.
i could literally see the vigorous movements of their uplifted shoulders and expanded ribcages.
haven heard 'majulah singapura' sang with such fiesty in eons.

i tried recalling if i sang the way they did 12 years back.
yeah i probably did.
suddenly emotions were greatly stirred.

always easily morphed into emo-mode in situations like that.
vivdly remembered when 'yue wu zhong zheng' was played during the anniversary celebration @ the esplanade...i teared uncontrollably.
sigh...guess i do miss the ol' school daze.

had an impulse to put down everything at hand and go with my heart.
to that unheard calling of becoming a noble teacher.
however...i know its almost near impossible.