Monday, November 23, 2009
I realised that I only have 3 more days to go with those kids, and one day would be spent at changi airport terminal three because they are going for an excursion there! Anyway, of the 10+ kids in the playgroup there, there are probably about 5 that I would say that I'm close to. The 4 I will talk about below, plus one super crybaby called Reagan. But he wasn't here today! I totally must take a picture of him crying, because he's so cute and his face goes all red!
Reyes and Reyden
Today I saw the "good" side of Reyden. Usually he hangs out with this kid called Marcus. Marcus is a rather violent kid, jumping ON people throwing things at everyone, crying and screaming his lungs out when he does not get his way. Without Marcus(on holiday for the whole week!), I see Reyden actually listening to what I had to say, and taking good care of his sister!
One example: There is this really annoying kid called Felix. Spoilt brat, I must say. Afterall, he is an only child. So the group of them were playing with puzzle bricks. Felix started snatching Reyes' stuff and threw it at her and started pulling her hair. Usually Reyden would follow suit and start throwing things at others. But this time, he actually took back all the puzzle bricks from Felix, returned it to his sister, and told Felix sternly "don't hit my mei mei!". Of course Felix didn't give a damn and continued hitting her. so Reyden started crying and the two little kids hugged each other until I dragged Felix away. =.= It's so cute!
Reyes and Reyden seem to be very close. There was one day Reyden was sick so he stayed at home. That day, Reyes kept telling me "My kor kor is sick. He's coughing! I miss kor kor" When it was nap time, she said, "Kor kor got drink milk?" So I told her he was at home and I don't know what he's doing. She kept mumbling about her brother till she fell asleep 40 minutes later.
Janelle
When I talk to her, all she says is "Jie jie! Jie jie!" (which is what the other kids call me). And she won't stop calling until I talk to her about her parents. She likes to tell me about her mother's car, it's big. Though I have no idea what colour it is because she herself has no idea haha! What I really like about her is that she's so bubbly and nice, one of the few kids who doesn't cry or scream as much as the others. She listens to instructions so willingly. She likes to sit on my lap and make me hold her water bottle, which she cannot open =.= Whenever it is time for lessons, she will run towards me and sit on my lap! Then the teachers will scold her and say must sit on the floor. So she sits on the floor, with her legs crossed, and starts to lean on me. She usually ends up with her head on my knee, and when I tell her to get up before she gets scolded, she laughs like a maniac! Today, I saw her walking with her mum and sister into a car. What a coincidence! Her mum drives the same car as my mum just that her mum's car is blue.
Izzel!
Probably the smartest kid there who bothers to listen and answer the teacher's question. She reminds me of myself when I was in kindergarten. Super quiet and shy. The creepy thing about her is that when she cries, she makes no sound at all. While the other kids all go "I WANT MY MUMMY AND DADDY AND AUNTIE! I WANT TO GO HOME!", she just stands at a corner and wait till I notice her. Her eyes look super pretty when she cries. Very..anime-like. Literally, tears welling up in her eyes. It almost looks shiny and ah, just so pretty. I know it's weird to say that but I still must say it =.= Once she stops crying, she will start following me around and where ever she goes, she wants me to hold her hand and follow her. Where ever she sits, she will pull up a chair for me to sit beside her. How sweet is that? Though she does not say much, I find her very special. Maybe because she's always so peaceful while the rest of the kids are pushing around. She's the only one that knows how to stand away from conflicts and fights, while the other girls probably just sit there and wait to get hit by the boys.
Okay, yes, this is not a picture of kids. Sorry to disappoint you Cheryl aka Octomum, I know you like ogling at young children. (More pics of the kids will be on facebook after Friday (: )
But this IS a picture of us on the way to Changi Village, a place I never got to see. ): Hopefully, we'll find another day where all 6 of us can make it and actually make it to Changi Village. And this time, no more squeaky bikes can? Haha!
In my own world,
6:29 PM
Saturday, November 21, 2009
I cannot be left alone at home. Because I will be bored, and start thinking about really crappy (and emo) things while watching comedies like Hannah Montana. Yes, that's me. I have spent the past few hours trying to type a post but I failed.
Anyway, is anyone interested in playing badminton/barbecue/going out soon? I have been left to rot at home, or if not at home, at the child care centre. Being around children is making me childish. I started to rock my chair, and taking gibberish to my P2 sister who looks at me weirdly.
Speaking of sister, my sister got into School Based Gifted Education for Lit/Lang Arts. That's like RA Lit. I must say I'm shocked. And sadly, I no longer am the "smart one" around. There you go, I just lost my one and only title. And what's more, next year I don't have a single RA (unless I go for humans programme?) which further makes me,well, not as smart as someone in SBGE Lit/LA. I feel the need to prove that I can do better. But how?
If I do get into humans programme, do I accept it? Knowing that I have to take Lit? Knowing that I might not get all As? Well, forget law school. I think I really need an education, which I feel I have been deprived of for the past 2 years. Memorising biology/chem/physics isn't education, at least for me.
Oh, haha. Something funny popped into my head. I never got round to memorising the reactivity series AT ALL, and also the solubility table. I wonder how I passed chemistry. But this proves that I haven't got even a single drop of passion for chemistry, so much so that I can't be bothered to memorise the basics of it.
Perhaps, let's add this into my to do list. I need to find someone who can recite the reactivity series and solubility table again and again and again and again.......and again and again and again for me, so that I can recite it too!
The rest of my to do list? Hair cut, weight loss.
Oh dear, rereading my post made me realise sibling rivalry does exist. I don't like it. But it's there.
In my own world,
5:58 PM
Friday, November 20, 2009
I suppose I'll let pictures do the talking for me, because that was what yesterday was all about.
And thank you cheryl for that lovely, lovely note. And the past tense of burst is....BURST! =.=
In my own world,
8:26 AM
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I am wide awake at 630am because there is this stupid bee in my room. It keeps buzzing and buzzing and it just won't fly away even after I open the windows.
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And over 8 hours later, here I am again. I spent less than an hour putting contact lenses on (a HUGE accomplishment I must say), but the right side feels funny and I am getting a slight headache.
Today has been rather crappy. I went out in the morning to collect testimonials from school, and I had to go home myself because my mum/sis went to see my little sis at prize presentation. Yes, that little kid got 2nd in class. 2nd! I wanted to go to the mrt station, so I took 190 from school. The bus stopped to pick up a passenger from Far East (one stop before the MRT) Mind you, the bus was so full I was standing on the steps and yet the driver let one passenger in. And that bloody fat passenger came in and squeezed her way into the centre of the bus. Suddenly, the driver said, 1 person need to go out. And I looked at the fat ass squeezing her way, hoping she would see me and get my message. The driver repeated himself and the whole bus looked at me because I was closest to the door. I stomped out, furious.
Firstly, is it not obvious that the last person who entered should go out? Is that not common courtesy? And why the hell did the whole bus look at me. Me? Why am I the one to go out? I came in before that fat ass. HAS EVERYONE LOST THEIR COMMON SENSE. I swear, if I had not been in school uniform I would have called out to the fat ass and made her leave. This is not the way to go.
Equality does not exist in Singapore. I will not leave the bus if I am not the last one to get up, and I will not give up my seat, give up whatever to the elderly or whoever. Just because society has NEVER treated me with such grace and there is no reason why I should be gracious anymore. I have tried to be a good citizen and I have been giving up seats (of course, don't get me wrong. The act of giving up seats is just one of the many things we can do to make Singapore a gracious society). But I am sorry (not), I refuse to do good anymore because you have shown me why Singapore can never, ever become the gracious society they want to be. No one has shown youth the respect they deserve. That's it. There is no reason why I should go on tolerating the shit they give me.
Being angry is of no use, and what's more, it gives wrinkles. Darn you people.
Anyway I stomped my way to kino since I was so angry and now I am too tired. I doubt I can survive tonight, though I am definitely excited.
In my own world,
6:42 AM
Monday, November 16, 2009
Went to a particular childcare centre for WEP.
It breaks my heart to see kids crying the whole morning, screaming for "auntie" and "mummy and daddy". The worst case was a kid who kept saying "auntie dont want me anymore" even though i told him she'll be back soon.
And a little girl got trampled on, really. The boy was ON her (I mean his feet was on her). And she didn't cry. Was this a norm? Did she get stepped on every day? Why the hell was she sent here to get stepped on? And why did the other teachers not care? (Because there were other kids screaming and crying, thats why)
And their food is pathetic. I don't know what the kids eat for lunch. And the milo they get...let me show you. The milo level is from..
here....
to here.
In real life, yes. And it was in a mini cup. No wonder all of them could drink it in a gulp and they kept asking for more. Come on man, what is this. Rationing?
Hence childcare is a crappy place to grow up. But there were a few really sweet moments.
There was this pair of twins, a boy and a girl. When it was nap time, I was patting some other kid off to sleep. I turned my head, and saw two of them patting each other. It is so cute, they look so happy! And the older brother is fiercly protective of his sister, to the extent that she must sit beside him or he will cry. Yes, the brother cries, not the sister.
Moments later, a boy woke up and couldn't fall back to sleep. He saw me patting this girl, and he came over to do the same. So I stopped, and smiled at him. Next, he leaned forward to kiss her and the girl woke up and laughed. Okay this is sort of creepy, not sweet.
Very unfortunately, my attachment ends on 26th november. Every day I shall see upset kids because their parents and maids "dumped" them here. Well, I shall take it as life experience. This experience will make me a more patient and caring person, I hope. (Making kids stop crying, stop fighting, stop jumping on tables stop throwing things at each other etc etc better work)This way, I won't accidentally murder my own kids in future when they irritate me.
In my own world,
6:00 PM
Sunday, November 15, 2009
I dont like physicsI have no choice. I am forced into this. By society and family. I cannot believe I just did this. I submitted by subject combi very reluctantly. I cannot believe I did that. It felt like I betrayed my inner self. And chose something that was expected of me, rather than what I wanted. But in life, we can never get what we want all the time right?
But its okay. Sec 3-4, i keep telling myself, by JC i will not need to read physics/bio/chem anymore. But here I am, telling myself, its okay, just two more years and I'll be free.
And what's next? Physics in UNI? Spare me, please! When am I going to find the courage to do what I like?
IMAGINE. ME. LAB COAT. Uhh, measuring the time taken for feathers to free fall. oh gosh.
Fine, its not a matter of what I like. I scored better in humanities these 2 years with less effort put in. Is that not a sign that I shouldn't be taking physics? And hell, what a way to begin JC life. Start by hating your subject combination. I congratulate myself for screwing up.
In my own world,
9:28 PM
Saturday, November 14, 2009
A largely incoherent post.
You can say that I had a fulfilling day, what a way to start the holidays!
(Vivant camp, here I come! (: )
I promise I will not pangseh Jim on the track anymore. Sorry friend! ):
December seems to be crashing down on me. No breakwaters.
And in January, we will go to school with our dirty uniforms with paint splashed all over it!
And we will have new CCAs, new classmates, no classrooms.
Who isn't excited?
In my own world,
9:05 PM
