Week 4 of Year 1

When the campus was in Tanjung Rhu not so long ago, I used to keep cabbing home. Was thrown into perpetual state of guilt coz of $$ spent, but hey, I got back in fifteen minutes. Looking back now, that $$ is really, er, peanuts compared to the amount of time and money spent going back from school now. Blew 40 bucks on cab fares in two days. That more or less cancels out the amount I've saved over the past weeks by taking the school bus. School is jus too freakin' far (!!!!) No wonder some teachers would rather leave than travel. 2 more years of torture.

Work. Sleep. Work. Only excitement being...students?! Can't be helped...that takes up the bulk of conversation among teachers. Exchanging stories about certain interesting personalities, analysing their actions, breaking it down into small parts, deciding how best to help them out, which best course of action to take.

For some odd reason have become something of a klutz in front of my form class. To date, have tripped over wires, slammed into doors, and even had this prolonged laughing fit (first time ever for moi) in the middle of explaining about lysosomes.

I think some excitement in my life would be good, but...too tired to generate it.

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Only faith can guarantee the blessings that we hope for, or prove the existence of the realities that at present remain unseen.
Hebrews 11:1