Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Oh joy, I received this lovely little piece in my Friendster inbox today.
Good to know u in friendster. I am a single guy here, looking for girlfriend or activity friends. Would be great if my Miss Right would come by. Would be nice if she is good on bed...

I do belive I would have let it slide, ignoring it like I do the other inane messages, but I'm afraid I can't.

Sooo (eyes narrowed, forehead furrowed in concentration)... she looks good lying ON the bed?? Interesting juxtaposition too, Miss Right and Miss Good-on-Bed. My primary 3 students could write a more convincing paragraph, AND be charmingly bad at it too.

I'm an English snob.

So sue me.

On another note, I covered my very first English P1 class today. Methinks my recent grumblings have made their way to the relevant ears (yes! finally). Either that, or they just couldn't find anyone to cover the class, hence by default - me.

But, snobbish tone aside, I am grateful for the oppportunity, even if it was merely a 45min babysitting stint. Nothing fazes me anymore I realise, not even a screaming class of six six-year olds who really were sweet but noisy. At least they were charmingly enthusiastic about volunteering to help me shelve the library books. Equally exciting was our adventure in scanning the barcode while borrowing books. Unfortunately the math didn't add up - 1 book, 4 eager little kids. So in the end I made each of them grab a corner of the book and with a Ready! 3-2-1 countdown (for dramatic purposes, of course), swooped in towards the scanner and viola! 4 happy kids. Cute.
Hotmail does this irritating little thing, where on occasion, people do not receive my emails, which gives me grief because I fret that people are ignoring me. I care too much what people think..

It also sucks to realise each and every time that it doesn't take much to tip me back over the edge into Unhappy-Land. It's tiring, and yet most days I'm busy at work or lazing around at home on my off days and suddenly, I wake up to the realisation that, hey! I'm happy--oh you rare and elusive creature, you actually exist!

And since I've concluded that Health and Happiness go together, I'm currently seriously working on building (back) up my health, if only for the shallow reason of wanting to look good.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

I was young but I wasn't naive
I watched helpless as he turned around to leave
And still I have the pain I have to carry
A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried

After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you'll ever know
A part of me died when I let you go

I would fall asleep
Only in hopes of dreaming
That everything would be like it was before
But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting
They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor

After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you'll ever know
A part of me died when I let you go

After all this why
Would you ever wanna leave it
Maybe you could not believe it
That my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you will ever know
A part of me died when I let you go
That I loved you more than you'll ever know
A part of me died when I let you go..

- Lifehouse, Blind

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