Been days since i blogged...so many things happening in that cramped up space between my ears. Confusing ah confusing. So confusing im made stupid.
Guess what, im blogging from my office once again. This time because my office so free that i have nothing else to do. Brought the lappie onto my table, purged it of classified contents and with the help of my fren, i got online. Sometimes coming online is so informative... you get to find out stuff you wont find out while talking to people. Usually off the blog. It made me wonder wats the purpose of having a conversation since you can simply read if off the blog. Maybe i should just stop having any conversations with anyone with someone with everyone... read more will do the trick.
Things have been moving at a rather fast pace for me. Everything.
Im amazed at myself. How i am able to attach meanings to little things like rubber bands, keychains, this that. Sms is the greatest invention! Then again, telephone is an even greater invention! It gets the message thru easier and faster. Saves the trouble of typing...and u get to hear what the person is trying to say complete with the tone and pitch. Now...why did sms come much later than telephone? i have no idea! Class 95 was discussing about sms yesterday morning and i thought it was a rather relevant topic for me to post. Rod (the DJ) saw a couple walking into coffeebean over the weekend. He sat there and observe the couple (dun ask me why...maybe the girl was hot.) 3 minutes into the conversation, the first sign of boredem arrived. THe girl pulled out her mobile and started pressing the buttons with her fat thumb. The guy continued talking to the shiny forehead before the waiter came to take their orders. I think it's coffee club, not coffee bean. Yah, so the waiter stood there waiting for the 'polite' girl to finish her sms business. How rude can one get? To her own bf...? then to the waiter? I never realised this until they brought it up. sms-ing is like having a conversation and to be having 2 conversation concurrently, how polite can u get? Maybe we are accustomed to this because of chatrooms or msn. But when you are out with another person, shouldnt you exercise basic manners and give the person the fullest attention when conversing? I dont know how many of us actually practice that though... Next was the church thing. observant Rod was in the church listening to the father preach about sms. Some christians were sms-ing while the father tried to deliever some holy msg. So he said "those who are sms-ing, i hope you are saying some prayers to God. I didnt know God carries a mobile, so if you have his number, do pass it to me. I would appreciate it." hmmm... Facing such new great inventions/technologies, shouldnt we start thinking about etiquette regarding sms too?
Tuition season is strolling in with autumn. As september skips nearer to our dear juniors, frantic parents have been trying to contact the famous chemistry tutor renahyi. I have to thank my little student by the name of crystal for the publicity. A jump in grade from E to A in the lastest common test have proven to be the ultimate advertising tool. Better than having sluty girls coming out of swimming pools in their revealing outfits coupled with a lame jingle "Come on to yiren come on...." Now im so busy i have to push the tuition kids away. So far, i took in 2 more new students. Both from crystal's class. One by the name of liyi and the other is denise. Well, nice people, decent grades. Simply overparanoid. A chance for me to earn the extra cash needed to mend the unsightly hole in my bank account. Dun you dare accuse me of cheating innocent young girls! They came onto me!! All im saying is they will get good grades with or without my help in the end. Maybe a B or even better..an A. But im rather confident that with my little bit of help, they can be assured an A lah. So they get their money worth. I dare say these because they are VJ students with relatively solid foundations. There is another new student from AJC which i happily dropped after a lesson. Firstly, i wanted more time for myself. Secondly, the student needed more attention from her tutor. I was surprised at the attitude of the girl for she contradict herself like my ah yi and ah ren. She wants good grades, yet refuse to study for her midyears during holidays. She admits to her lack of solid foundation yet refuse to put in any effort to start piling cement into the ground. I gave her hmwork and she complains about not able to go out to walk the streets. Judging from her standard, i would say she can manage an 'O' at most at prelims and an E for the big thing. With help from a decent tutor, twice a week 3 hr session, maybe move the notch to D and C respectively. When i told her about my tight schedule, her worried mum called me to beg for my help. I told her it was rather impossible base on her current standards. I let her in on what weijing (the girl's name) should do to 'improve' on her grades. THings like getting her notes organised, finishing all her tutorials, stop going out so often and spending more time on her studies instead of studying the catalogue of Robinson's latest sales. Wake up your idea leh girlz... Her mum agreed with me and went on to complain more about her. Well, i knew it wasnt the best thing tell her mother but i am not going to be her tutor anymore and these are my genuine concerns. Her mother was persistent and it was not until i promised her a new tutor that she let me put down the phone. wow...sms! Talk about auntie sha shou yah? Anyway, she was shopping with her mum at the time of the call so you can imagine the scolding that followed. The bad confrontation prompted her to sms me "dont teach dont teach lah, why go and complain to my mother. Im shopping with her now and gettting scolded thruout. You make me wanna puke. asshole." Shocked. That was how i felt. I admit that i didnt use the best method to show my concerns yet i was half expecting such response. Perhaps it was due to my job as a tutor, someone more senior and burdened with the responsibilies of guiding this adolescence, i couldnt bring myself to talk to her like a friend. Unlike my other "sensible" students, i tend to view her more as a childish/playful girl. All these after only one lesson...did i judge her wrongly? Was it inappropriate for me to jump to all the conclusions only after ONE lesson? I dont know, but i certainly hope not. All i can do now is to get her a new tutor.
Just came back from the department's promotional lunch. Had brazalian food which tasted like all other food. Meat and vege...nothing special. Feeling rather sleepy now...
Back to the tuition topic. Denise's mum is looking for a maths tutor to take her to an 'A' grade. She heard of some maths' HOD from VJ chargin $100/hr. Typical singaporean mentality, she told me she was willing to pay so long as the teacher could produce result. Yet she was worried that the teacher wont be able to take denise in since they are in the same sch, so she got me on standby. If i cannot recommend a student for denise by the end of the week and she cannot get the famous tutor, then i have to take denise for C maths tuition too. A year ago, i would have jumped at the opportunity to earn more cash. Now, im more focused on solving the triple star simultaneous equation with multiple unknowns. Usually, to solve a simultaneous equation with n unknowns, you will need n equations. Currently, i have so many unknowns but only 2 equations. By elimination, i get an answer that is out of this world. x=1. Simply refuse lah. Moments ago, i recieved another call from the tuition agency regarding yet another JC2 maths tuition. Knowing my already tight schedule, i rejected it without any considerations for my little wallet.
Must relate another of the auntie sha shou incident today. Went to canteen to grab some makan before the promotion lunch. The auntie at the yong tao fu stall called me over and asked if i wanted the mee soto she was selling. Usually i would buy it from her cause it realli taste not bad but rejected her kind offer thinking that i shall fill myself up with the free food later. Before i walked away, she made a strange comment. "IQ bo shi(prof...cause she saw my picture on the zaobao last year for my scholarship), ni zhui jing hao xiang shou le hor? (You slim down ah?)" her assistant added "wah shi bu shi mei shui hao, wei she me you hei yen quan? (never sleep properly ah? why got dark rings?) na xia ni de yen jing rang auntie kan kan (take down ur specs let auntie see see)" I followed her 'orders' " wah zhen de ah...aiyoh wan shang bu yao yi zhi jiang dian hua lah, yi ding shi zai sian za bor dui ma? (wah, realli ah...aiyoh dun talk so much on the phone at night lah, must be trying to hook up some chick right?)" hmmm so i gave the usual "huh? auntie ni you zhi dao? (huh? auntie, how would u know?)" so the stall auntie gave the 'look' and said "aiyah gang gang kai shi shi zhe yang de ma...(aiyah, when you just started is like that one mah...)" I was so stunt by her words i just rolled my eyes and lauff. Haha. Wad cute aunties i have in the canteen. If you are thinking why i am offering both english and chinese channels on the above conversation, It is to cater to those banana who think jiajia is the brand of a kind of herbal tea. =)
There have been so much gossiping going around me. Worst of all, it is happening in my house! My parents have been secretly meeting up with my sister in their room discussing about me. To my utter surprise, my dad has been adding critical information to the secret meeting. My dad! the one who wakes me up in the morning telling me to wriggle my fingers and toes, something i consciously did to find them uneffective. My dad!, the one who drank all my beer and had the cheek to tell me at the end of it all "aiyoh, bu hao he de. 8% leh, he yi ping jiu zhui liao. aiyoh bu hao he de lah (aiyoh, not nice to drink one, 8% leh, drink one bottle drunk already, aiyoh not nice one lah)." My dad! the ultimate jiajia who went through my stuff when im not at home. My dad!...aiyohz. I must formulate my secret defence and counter attack to turn the tables around and divert their attention to my little sis. I must...i must.
So you see, there have been much things happening to me. much much more than i can blog. The last thing i need to feel now is....haiz. lalala
Guess what, im blogging from my office once again. This time because my office so free that i have nothing else to do. Brought the lappie onto my table, purged it of classified contents and with the help of my fren, i got online. Sometimes coming online is so informative... you get to find out stuff you wont find out while talking to people. Usually off the blog. It made me wonder wats the purpose of having a conversation since you can simply read if off the blog. Maybe i should just stop having any conversations with anyone with someone with everyone... read more will do the trick.
Things have been moving at a rather fast pace for me. Everything.
Im amazed at myself. How i am able to attach meanings to little things like rubber bands, keychains, this that. Sms is the greatest invention! Then again, telephone is an even greater invention! It gets the message thru easier and faster. Saves the trouble of typing...and u get to hear what the person is trying to say complete with the tone and pitch. Now...why did sms come much later than telephone? i have no idea! Class 95 was discussing about sms yesterday morning and i thought it was a rather relevant topic for me to post. Rod (the DJ) saw a couple walking into coffeebean over the weekend. He sat there and observe the couple (dun ask me why...maybe the girl was hot.) 3 minutes into the conversation, the first sign of boredem arrived. THe girl pulled out her mobile and started pressing the buttons with her fat thumb. The guy continued talking to the shiny forehead before the waiter came to take their orders. I think it's coffee club, not coffee bean. Yah, so the waiter stood there waiting for the 'polite' girl to finish her sms business. How rude can one get? To her own bf...? then to the waiter? I never realised this until they brought it up. sms-ing is like having a conversation and to be having 2 conversation concurrently, how polite can u get? Maybe we are accustomed to this because of chatrooms or msn. But when you are out with another person, shouldnt you exercise basic manners and give the person the fullest attention when conversing? I dont know how many of us actually practice that though... Next was the church thing. observant Rod was in the church listening to the father preach about sms. Some christians were sms-ing while the father tried to deliever some holy msg. So he said "those who are sms-ing, i hope you are saying some prayers to God. I didnt know God carries a mobile, so if you have his number, do pass it to me. I would appreciate it." hmmm... Facing such new great inventions/technologies, shouldnt we start thinking about etiquette regarding sms too?
Tuition season is strolling in with autumn. As september skips nearer to our dear juniors, frantic parents have been trying to contact the famous chemistry tutor renahyi. I have to thank my little student by the name of crystal for the publicity. A jump in grade from E to A in the lastest common test have proven to be the ultimate advertising tool. Better than having sluty girls coming out of swimming pools in their revealing outfits coupled with a lame jingle "Come on to yiren come on...." Now im so busy i have to push the tuition kids away. So far, i took in 2 more new students. Both from crystal's class. One by the name of liyi and the other is denise. Well, nice people, decent grades. Simply overparanoid. A chance for me to earn the extra cash needed to mend the unsightly hole in my bank account. Dun you dare accuse me of cheating innocent young girls! They came onto me!! All im saying is they will get good grades with or without my help in the end. Maybe a B or even better..an A. But im rather confident that with my little bit of help, they can be assured an A lah. So they get their money worth. I dare say these because they are VJ students with relatively solid foundations. There is another new student from AJC which i happily dropped after a lesson. Firstly, i wanted more time for myself. Secondly, the student needed more attention from her tutor. I was surprised at the attitude of the girl for she contradict herself like my ah yi and ah ren. She wants good grades, yet refuse to study for her midyears during holidays. She admits to her lack of solid foundation yet refuse to put in any effort to start piling cement into the ground. I gave her hmwork and she complains about not able to go out to walk the streets. Judging from her standard, i would say she can manage an 'O' at most at prelims and an E for the big thing. With help from a decent tutor, twice a week 3 hr session, maybe move the notch to D and C respectively. When i told her about my tight schedule, her worried mum called me to beg for my help. I told her it was rather impossible base on her current standards. I let her in on what weijing (the girl's name) should do to 'improve' on her grades. THings like getting her notes organised, finishing all her tutorials, stop going out so often and spending more time on her studies instead of studying the catalogue of Robinson's latest sales. Wake up your idea leh girlz... Her mum agreed with me and went on to complain more about her. Well, i knew it wasnt the best thing tell her mother but i am not going to be her tutor anymore and these are my genuine concerns. Her mother was persistent and it was not until i promised her a new tutor that she let me put down the phone. wow...sms! Talk about auntie sha shou yah? Anyway, she was shopping with her mum at the time of the call so you can imagine the scolding that followed. The bad confrontation prompted her to sms me "dont teach dont teach lah, why go and complain to my mother. Im shopping with her now and gettting scolded thruout. You make me wanna puke. asshole." Shocked. That was how i felt. I admit that i didnt use the best method to show my concerns yet i was half expecting such response. Perhaps it was due to my job as a tutor, someone more senior and burdened with the responsibilies of guiding this adolescence, i couldnt bring myself to talk to her like a friend. Unlike my other "sensible" students, i tend to view her more as a childish/playful girl. All these after only one lesson...did i judge her wrongly? Was it inappropriate for me to jump to all the conclusions only after ONE lesson? I dont know, but i certainly hope not. All i can do now is to get her a new tutor.
Just came back from the department's promotional lunch. Had brazalian food which tasted like all other food. Meat and vege...nothing special. Feeling rather sleepy now...
Back to the tuition topic. Denise's mum is looking for a maths tutor to take her to an 'A' grade. She heard of some maths' HOD from VJ chargin $100/hr. Typical singaporean mentality, she told me she was willing to pay so long as the teacher could produce result. Yet she was worried that the teacher wont be able to take denise in since they are in the same sch, so she got me on standby. If i cannot recommend a student for denise by the end of the week and she cannot get the famous tutor, then i have to take denise for C maths tuition too. A year ago, i would have jumped at the opportunity to earn more cash. Now, im more focused on solving the triple star simultaneous equation with multiple unknowns. Usually, to solve a simultaneous equation with n unknowns, you will need n equations. Currently, i have so many unknowns but only 2 equations. By elimination, i get an answer that is out of this world. x=1. Simply refuse lah. Moments ago, i recieved another call from the tuition agency regarding yet another JC2 maths tuition. Knowing my already tight schedule, i rejected it without any considerations for my little wallet.
Must relate another of the auntie sha shou incident today. Went to canteen to grab some makan before the promotion lunch. The auntie at the yong tao fu stall called me over and asked if i wanted the mee soto she was selling. Usually i would buy it from her cause it realli taste not bad but rejected her kind offer thinking that i shall fill myself up with the free food later. Before i walked away, she made a strange comment. "IQ bo shi(prof...cause she saw my picture on the zaobao last year for my scholarship), ni zhui jing hao xiang shou le hor? (You slim down ah?)" her assistant added "wah shi bu shi mei shui hao, wei she me you hei yen quan? (never sleep properly ah? why got dark rings?) na xia ni de yen jing rang auntie kan kan (take down ur specs let auntie see see)" I followed her 'orders' " wah zhen de ah...aiyoh wan shang bu yao yi zhi jiang dian hua lah, yi ding shi zai sian za bor dui ma? (wah, realli ah...aiyoh dun talk so much on the phone at night lah, must be trying to hook up some chick right?)" hmmm so i gave the usual "huh? auntie ni you zhi dao? (huh? auntie, how would u know?)" so the stall auntie gave the 'look' and said "aiyah gang gang kai shi shi zhe yang de ma...(aiyah, when you just started is like that one mah...)" I was so stunt by her words i just rolled my eyes and lauff. Haha. Wad cute aunties i have in the canteen. If you are thinking why i am offering both english and chinese channels on the above conversation, It is to cater to those banana who think jiajia is the brand of a kind of herbal tea. =)
There have been so much gossiping going around me. Worst of all, it is happening in my house! My parents have been secretly meeting up with my sister in their room discussing about me. To my utter surprise, my dad has been adding critical information to the secret meeting. My dad! the one who wakes me up in the morning telling me to wriggle my fingers and toes, something i consciously did to find them uneffective. My dad!, the one who drank all my beer and had the cheek to tell me at the end of it all "aiyoh, bu hao he de. 8% leh, he yi ping jiu zhui liao. aiyoh bu hao he de lah (aiyoh, not nice to drink one, 8% leh, drink one bottle drunk already, aiyoh not nice one lah)." My dad! the ultimate jiajia who went through my stuff when im not at home. My dad!...aiyohz. I must formulate my secret defence and counter attack to turn the tables around and divert their attention to my little sis. I must...i must.
So you see, there have been much things happening to me. much much more than i can blog. The last thing i need to feel now is....haiz. lalala
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