The Teacher March 23, 2005

::Originally posted on Completely Random::

Was thinking about what I would be doing if I wasn’t an analyst programmer. I would probably be an english teacher. I would teach english to secondary school pupils, and give tuition to primary school kids for side income. I like teaching, and I like kids. Yeah, that’s what I would do. One of the reasons why I don’t understand why my mom doesn’t like teaching (English some more! What I want to teach!). She comes home and complains about her students, and (chewah) I give her some advice on what to do, and it usually works. I know, I am totally cool.

Having said that, I have to say I’m a bit wary of teaching secondary school kids. They are not the innocent angels I imagine them to be. Yesterday my brother left his MSN on and one of his juniors (a 14 yr old kid) was talking to me. Wah, I tell you, just because I seemed friendly, that kid asked me if I had sex before. The funny part was that he said, “So did you have sex with a guy before?” What do you find strange about that question? That’s the english lesson for today.

Also, my friend asked me if I have bad temper. Actually, I’m very selamba, unless someone really, just becomes the straw that breaks the camel’s back. So to say. Even then, I prefer the whole “avoidance” thing, rather to get all up someone’s face and start wielding parangs. S’all good. The students will have Shakespearean cuss words hurled at them, not dusters & pieces of chalk.

And That’s How The Great Wall Crumbles January 20, 2004

::Originally posted on LJ::

Things have been pretty fun for two days. Ming’s laptop is virus-free now, and is also one laptop with a hell lot of anti-virus programs and patches installed in. ^_^ We went to KFC for lunch, along with his friend (not sure how to spell the friend’s name, so I’ll just call him Yen). It was damn hilarious talking to the two of them, cos Ming comes up with these weirddddd ideas.

For example, Yen was saying that after he graduated, he planned to go backpacking around the world, carrying only his backpack and passport and stopping to work at any place when funds are low, and to learn more about a place where he is working at.Of course, most guys who can afford it have thought about this backpacking idea. It is indeed a good way to learn more, see more and be a more well-rounded individual. Generally not advisable for girls to do though, unless with a group of trustworthy friends. What with the increasingly frequent reports of violence against women.

ANYWAY, Ming was pretty against the idea, and one of his main gripes was, “What? You going backpacking… what about your clothes?”

Yen: “I’ll be packing clothes as well lah. But as minimal an amount as I can get by on.”

Ming: “What? Then what about laundry? Why not just run around in your underwear so you can save on laundry money?”

Yen: “YOU GO AND RUN AROUND THE WORLD HALF NAKED LAH!!!”

After that, we started this long, riotous conversation, imagining Ming running along the great wall of China in his underwear. Ack, no, please don’t imagine it. ^_^Okay, he’s gonna kill me when he finds out that I wrote about him in the LJ again.

Question – Guys HAVE to answer this. (Especially guys who talk about their sexcapades) July 1, 2003

::Originally posted on LJ::

So, good news and bad news.

What does it mean when a guy tells you sordid details about his sex life? Is it boasting, him trusting you enough to share his private life, just being a braggard (“I am hot stuff!”), trying to make you jealous or WHAT? I can’t stop thinking about this. I didn’t even ask for details, but I got em. OH BOY I GOT THEM. :\ I’m so pissed now.

Anyway, he is coming back in July instead of September and he still wants to meet up. And he says that when I go to Singapore, he’s passing me one of his handphones (he owns 2 in Singapore, 1 in Malaysia) so that we can keep in touch “temporarily”.

All this plans – but what’s the use? Everything could go to pot. I don’t even feel like meeting him up anymore.

Do I Feel Lucky Or What? April 5, 2003

::Originally posted on LJ

After a long hiatus, someone finally asked me for a date. But heck, do I feel lucky? Do I feel happy? A resounding no, no, NO! Aside from the many “hateable” criterias that he has, he is also good friends with the Slimebucket of 2002. And why is he asking me out for a date? Desperate and undiscriminating, probably. He kind of insulted my looks the other day, by saying, “Why are you taking her picture? She’s so pretty issit?!” when Ed was trying to avenge himself by trying to take a candid snapshot of me. I don’t know, but it seemed damn insulting to me. I mean, if Ed wants to take my picture he can go ahead and try. Regardless of whether I’m good looking or not. ;P