I Don't Feel Like Picking Up My Life

Umm, first let me explain the 19 day sabbatical. Ouch. Its called the Overseas Educational Programme. To Vietnam. With my class (weehee :) ) It was extraordinarily fun :P. The diary pages for those 8 days in Vietnam will be posted soon, when I feel free. Which is going to be awhile. The other remaining days were like Chinese New Year, where I had matters of great importance to attend to. Such as binge snacking on pineapple tarts. Anyway, I don't feel like writing lots of stuff now. So I shall later use the wondrous tech tool called the backdating option. :)

Anyway, I heard the latest news from Ms Dheepa's dramatic Computer Sciences lessons. This is apparently what she said:

"Dheepa is a string of characters"
"Dheepa has a value of 6 bytes"
"Fruits are a class and oranges are a subclass"

In her class of 40+ only 4 are Singaporean or PR. The rest are scholars. And one day, all the Singaporeans / PRs sat at the same table. So this is what she said:

"This is a devilish combination. You go there. You go over there. And you go over there."

I briefly contemplated putting a link to the e-card that Jon Tang sent to me for New Year, because it was seriously obiang (is that how you spell that?). Then I realized that its the thought that counts, and I was being unappreciative, stupid and mean. Anyway, some things are pretty hard to say face-to-face, so if you are reading this now Jon Tang, which you probably will one fine day, I'm sorry for being like that. Thanks for being so thoughtful. :)

I think I take too many things for granted.

By the way, Jonathan needed those ornamental plate stands to prop up small paintings for charity bazaar, so this is what he said to his mum on the phone (it has been edited a teensy weensy bit to increase its literary appeal :) ):

"Hi mum, I need some plates!"

Anyway, today at NCDCC, Daniel was actually pointing out mistakes to the year 1s nicely. It wasn't a scolding. He was actually talking nicely to them. This is new.

Anyway, I feel emo today. I thought about my life and I felt like I did everything wrong. I don't want to care anymore. I also realize, as I thought of everything that happened in my life, that life tears people apart. I guess thats just something I'm gonna have to accept someday.

Yeah.......