hi humans.

remember my last post on the kid stepping on me and brusing my feet?

here it is.

see.

i wasn't exxagerating when i said that the children are monsters.

last week,

i went for that damn attachment again

and guess what?

the stupid boy was throwing toys at his friends.

he hit a girl till her cheeks are all red.

the teacher in charge who was my mentor just sit there and did her stuff.

and she ordered me

"excuse me, can you go there and observe them to make sure they don't fight? "

WTF right?

as if as i'm her maid.

then right,

she pass me the jug and say :

"bring to the kitchen and change the water. "

WTF right?

damn it

i'm not her maid lor please.

GRR

okay

back to the part where the boy was hitting the girl.

so i went to stop them since the teacher is not doing anything about it right?

it ended up with toys being thrown at me.

and it hit my upper lip.

and there's this ugly red mark now.

but i didn't take a picture of it.

cos it's really ugly.

GRR

so,

he was getting overboard and i held his wrist and tried to calm him down.

then he started to kick me.

he wanted to kick my face but he couldn't reach.

so i was like:

me : kick lah! kick! kick some more!

he : tries to kick and kick and kick

me : kick! faster! kick!

he : frustrated and starts to scratch my wrist.

me *in pain but i act tough*

hui hui * starts to look over at the commotion at my side *

teacher in charge * sit there and watch*

hui hui's teacher then came and pull him away.

wtf is my mentor doing?

and to think that she's a graduate from NP.

bull shit and a disgrace to the course.

wanna see the scratch marks?

and i'm not exaggerating.

cos hui hui saw it all.

damn it leh.

tiffany ask me to e-mail the lecturer and complain to change centre.

i really feel like doing soooooooooooooo.

i mean,
she said if i don't do it,
she log into my account and do it for me.
LOL

but seriously,

i don't know what to do mann.

the children are too scary already lah!

DAMN IT

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few days ago,
i was trying to surprise dee by waiting for him at YFC.
as usual,
i failed cos he exposed me.

GRR

anyway,
i bought cupcakes for him and tingy.

so nice right!
i see already also very happy.
:D

anyway,
doing to meet dee for lunch now.

hui hui says that my blog is too sad alr.

like,
i blog about all the saddening things in my life.
LOL

aiyah.
whatever.
i'm so hating early childhood now.
if i have one wish,
it would be to turn back in time and not take this damn idiotic course.

DAMN IT

hi all.

i'm here to blog.

went to school today for AW grammar test and financial management test.

AW was quite okay.

all MCQs and fill in the blanks.

financial management was okay too.

partly because i took POA before.

my trial balance and balance sheet balanced.

so yah.

i'm happy.

(:

and i left my pencil box in the lecture theatre.

qihui and chantel accompanied me back to take it.

the lecture theatre was locked by then.

thus,

i called NP securities to help me.

hohoho.

it's important to have their contact number as i often call them to open rooms that we booked for CCA.

:D

thinking about it,

OMG

it's attachment tomorrow.

T.T

i forgot to mention,

last week,

this stupid boy stepped on my feet so badly,

that it was bruised.

):

last week,

i kept running after him as he kept running out of the classroom.

he's seriously being an ass.

OH YAH

hui hui and i saw a couple of cockroaches in the centre.

you should see the principal's face.

HAHA

she gave the "omg. will they complain to their lecturer?" face.

after that,

she started to treat us damn well.

really damn well.

scary~

oh well.

many things happened recently.

anyway,

some pictures to pictorise my blog.

james kor jor's wedding.

my cousin got married last sunday.

tingy, mummy and i coincidentally wore white.

:D

tingy, me and mummy.

p.s. my mummy pretty right? :P

my sister and i

my family.

the bride and groom with us. (:


oh yes.
if you haven't heard,
my house is in a devastating mess now.
they are doing construction for the whole block.
and damn.
it's just,
terrible.
we have to remove almost everything.
so our stuff are like,
at places where they don't belong.

for example,
the dining table is moved to the balcony.



look at the empty space.
big right?

this was supposedly the dining area.

and now,

everything squeezed to the balcony.

tv and piano and sofa all wrapped up.

so we can only sit at the balcony if we are in the house.

and they dismantled the whole toilet,

and moved a temporary cubicle in the kitchen.

i have showed some of you how pathetic that thing is.

if i remember,

i'll bluetooth the picture from my phone to upload it here.

:P

so yah.

the whole house is freaking dusty and dirty.

and you have strange people walking into your house like,

the whole day?

we wear our slippers and shoes into the house.

and we have to use a temporary toilet at the void deck if we need to shit.

so mummy says :

"before you all come home, faster go and clear everything ah!

come home already then try not to eat or drink."

anyway,

enough of the whining.

want to see my dee dee climbing?

:P

i went to support him at his competition at velocity.

he completed all his routes.

and was ranked 11th out of 100+ i think.

that's my boy.

(:

and,

happy 43 months anniversary.

current book : the time traveller's wife.

okay okay.

i'm back.

:D

tags replied :

JM : i pity myself too. ):

Aroon : yes. now i get what you mean.

hui hui : lucky we get attached to the same centre lor. or else i'll die alone. ):

sying : yes. it's just, weird.

ming li : OMG. you want to help me? :P

hui hui : updating! (:

okay.

i know i haven't been blogging.

just a preview on what i've been up to.

mothers day.

tingie and i filled this jar up with paper hearts.

we folded it ourselves. (:

and also,

i made her a card.

nice nice?

(:

on another day,

dee brought me for fondue. (:

the pictures we took that day was horrid.

so,

i'm not gonna post it up here.

anyway,

breakfast that daddy made on a random day.

hohoho.

oh well.

last week was school.

but i didn't go on thurs and fri.

went to see doctor on thurs.

and they made me wear this mask.

a mask you know.

):

so embarrassing.

and i was isolated at the fever corner.

sad right!

):

stupid flu.

ROAR

and they are renovating all the units in my block.

they are hacking the toilet.

and my house looks so foreign.

then we have to use this temporary toilet at the void deck.

totally hate it.

):

school's on tmr.

so not looking forward to it.

):

dee dee, imy. ):

tags replied:

yanzong : yes. it's terrible.

JM : hahahaha. he deserves it mah!

. : uh huh. hope you're feeling better after some counselling from me! hohoho.

cel : yah lor. what a fucktard right! ROAR

IDK WHY,

all my blog posts seems to be nasty ones.

okay

i was attached to a new childcare centre for year 2.

THE CHILDREN,

I TELL YOU,

ARE NOT CHILDREN.

THEY ARE MONSTERS IN DIGUISE.

SERIOUSLY.

thank goodness,

hui hui and i were attached to the same centre.

we met in the morning yesterday,

and went to look for the place.

when we finally found it,

we went in,

took our temperatures,

and wrote our particulars in this logbook.

while we're writing,

this child with special needs came up to us.

and he kept touching us.

the teacher came and pull him away.

whenever he saw us,

he'll come over and attempt to hug us.

he hugged us a few times.

and his hug was,

really tight.

the teacher always have to come and pull him away.

nevermind.

skip that.

hui hui was attached to the nursery 1

i was attached to the nursery 2.

the classroom was separated by this,

cubby hole.

which was not very high.

so means,

we can see each other.

my class has 6 children.

i thought it was really little.

hers had 8 children.

these small group of children,

are seriously monsters in disguise.

over at her side,

you'll hear children crying and crying and crying,

and a hyperactive child who doesn't stay still.

and the child kept running into my classroom,

and hui hui has to come and drag him back.

few minutes later,

this cycle would repeat.

at my side,

i have to deal with children,

who are tyrants.

this boy,

he didn't want to colour the worksheet that the teacher gave.

so he tore it up,

and attempted to crush it and put it in his mouth.

the teacher in charge,

who was also my mentor,

didn't do anything.

all she did was to take the paper away from him.

he then went on to the whiteboard,

and erased everything that the teacher wrote.

seeing that he's not getting any attention,

he attempted to throw the whiteboard duster out of the window.

the teacher ignored him.

he flew into a rage and started screaming and yelling.

and he lied on the floor and didn't want to get up.

the teachers tried to carried him but he resisted and kicked them all.

i went up to him,

patted him on his back,

and talked to him nicely.

he looked at me,

and ran out of his classroom.

the teacher told me to chase after him.

and so i did.

and mind you,

i was wearing this white skirt,

that was so long that it nearly touched my ankles.

i lifted the skirt and ran like cinderella -.-

the boy ran and ran and ran,

he slipped and fell.

i went up to him,

picked him up,

carried him back to the classroom.

i put him on his chair.

meanwhile,

another boy was using a black crayon to destroy his friend's worksheet.

they both started scolding each other.

and they ended up COLOURING THE WHILE TILES ON THE FLOOR WITH BLACK CRAYON.

i went to pull them away.

and settled them on their chair.

the teacher in charge simply ignored their behaviour problems!

the naughty boy who tore the worksheet ran out of the classroom again.

i chased after him.

oh yes

outside the classroom,

there is this extremely long corridor,

that is so wide and long and empty,

you can run 20 metres without banging into anything.

this centre has a poor environment!

with such a big space,

children will definitely RUN ALL THEY CAN.

brainless toots.

i think i'm a more qualified teacher than they are!

okay

back to the story.

i chased after the boy again.

he ran into the toilet,

and went into the cubical,

and locked the door.

okay.

i don't deny that i'm tall.

so,

the toilet door was like,

a little above my waist.

so,

this boy,

thinks he's safe inside the cubical.

but i popped my head above the door,

and look at him.

obviously he was shocked to see that i'm taller than the whole cubical.

so i said

"are you sure you want to hide here? "

*he ignores me*

"do you believe that i can open this door by putting my hand in? "

*he ignores me*

" i give you 3 counts to come out. "

"1 "

"2"

~ he comes out,

and stomps back to his classroom.

back at the classroom,

i was talking to hui hui.

both of us are exhausted and traumatised.

while we were talking,

2 boys,

held a toy hammer each.

and used it to hit her.

she stared at them,

damn fierce lor i tell you!

they were scared,

and took steps back,

and put the hammer back onto the shelves.

terrible children,

aren't they?!

i forgot to mention the morning part.

here goes!

when it's block play time,

the teacher asked hui hui and i to look after the children.

they children play with the blocks,

and they started snatching and throwing it at each other.

they ended up having a mini war,

then the teacher came and wanted to stop it.

this boy,

swept all the block pieces on the floor.

and the teacher pulled him away.

the rest of the children started to walk away.

leaving hui hui and i to clear the mess.

and,

the teachers are terrible

they treated hui hui and i like their personal assistants!

so irritating.

please lor

we are there to OBSERVE

not there to help them to catch children or clean up the mess and pick up toys and arrange the books on the shelves and etc.

ROAR

damn angry damn angry damn angry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ROAR

I'M DAMN PISSED

ROAR ROAR ROAR

guess what happened?

p.s. obscene literature.

thursday night,

i was on my way home.

i got on bus 5 from toa payoh.

then,

the bus was really crowded.

this bangla stood behind me.

and he rubbed his dick against my butt.

what a fucktard.

intially,

i thought it was an accident.

BUT,

it happened like many times

and i was so pissed,

that i turned and gave him a tight slap.

while turning,

i elbowed his chest,

and i slapped him so hard,

that my palms hurt so very much.

but,

i don't care!

ROAR

he alighted immediately as he was so embarrassed.

what a fucktard.

it's always banglas.

horny bastards luh!!!!!!!!

so super duper angry.

if you read my blog,

you'll realise that i already had a few encounters with these fucktards.

one got stomped in the feet by me,

another got whacked on his hand by my wallet,

and a few others which i can't really remember.

and now,

this one that got a really tight slap from me.

seriously,

don't blame me for being racist when all my encounters are with all these shit faced people.

and they look the same, though.

all the face just copy and paste into different bodies.

UGH

seriously,

they should just get locked in jail and get stones shoved up their anus.

i bet my slap mark wasn't visible.

WHY?

cos the colour of his face is probably too dark,

that the redness isn't obvious.

ROAR

i'm so gonna get sued for publishing such horrible things on my blog.

BUT,

not happy then don't read lor!

don't blame me for being such a racist when they are the fucktards first.

someone,

please lock them up somewhere,

so that people like us won't get taken advantaged by these horny bastards!!!

wah lao eh,

i'm really damn angry.

ROAR.

i think i've done the right thing by slapping him,

seriously.

GRR!!!!