Yeah Yeah...

Blogging has been relegated to a weekend activity.

For the pure sake of it,
My daily weekday morning schedule -
o540 - alarm rings, open eyes reluctantly, dream interrupted
0615 - scoot out of door, usually leaving something behind
0640 - reach Tampines MRT
0640-0655 - herd ~200 students onto 4 buses plus one minibus
0655 - body's sympathetic nervous system gets ready for last-minute contingencies i.e. bus breaks down, bus doesn't come, too many students etc.
0705 - start to desperately flag down cabs if any of the above-mentioned contingencies materialise
0735 - reach school on a good day; if bad day, past eight a.m. and students in my class start harping on the fact that i'm late

Trying not to dwell on the mornings fiascos over the past week. Bad for the heart. But realise my cynicism comes out in full force when I get pissed. Not pleasant. However, I dun think I've ever prayed so hard in consecutive mornings for a week before. Something to be thankful about maybe? hurr..

Otherwise, am happy with cubicle and cubicle mates.

Revelation that I need to maintain a supply of snacks for myself, coz with 5 levels worth of students thronging the canteen when school's over, it becomes impossible to get lunch.

I bathe early, sleep early, wake up early. It's all part of a healthy lifestyle really. But a wee part of me still yearns for the hostel days of bathing at 3 am, sleeping at 3.30 am and waking up at 9.30 am to stumble into LT. Of course in retrospect I probably looked like crap then. But still...there are other things more important than looks...