I’m counting down to freedom! 16 more hours and I’ll be free from studying-for-exam for one whole semester! Yay!! ^^
Dealt with some posting procedures this week. It’s like so near yet so far! We have one more year to go. One more year to graduation; to parting; to going on our own separate ways. But to be asked to decide on where we want to go one year before all these just seemed a little too early!
Back to maktab in teachers’ attire. In fact, we went the day before and were halau-ed because we’re clad in jeans and t-shirts. Wasted half of our day going back and forth between Cheras & Pj. The effect of bureaucracy…. sigh!
I opted for Sarawak = uncertainties. The Kakak who managed all these sounded kinda surprised when she saw my form. Usually Sarawakians and non-Sarawakians will not choose that I guess. Why, Sarawak is so big, and there are so many rural primary schools without English teachers! All this while our lecturers scared us with ‘you’ll be posted to Sabah & Sarawak’… as if West Malaysia doesn’t have rural areas! I heard that a Hulu Selangor Tamil school just got its pipe water supply recently okay… after waiting for 50 years! Wow, that’s like not much difference from the ulu places in Sarawak & Sabah… Anyway, I think it’s not where I choose that’ll determine where I’d go. God is in reign anyhow. I believe it’ll be His best will for me wherever I get.
Borang ini dihantar ke Sekolah Rendah. Macam kesian je. Hahaha…
So these few days we’re just ransacking for certs & photocopying them and looking for passport pictures. I haven’t had enough… had to go to the studio and took new ones. I’m disclosing it here… so don’t laugh!!!
And it’s so expensive! RM20 for 8 pieces only. I think back in my hometown you can get 12 pieces for RM8!
Just realised how old my offer letter was. 2005’s like 5 years ago…! Seriously couldn’t remember how I felt when I first got it. Again the cliche, how time flies!
And I’m going to be a real teacher sort of thing next sem. How does it feel like to be in authority I wonder. To be in front of the class, talking instead of listening. Reprimanding instead of being reprimanded. Nodding your head instead of greeting & bowing.
God, please don’t give me a school with scary pupils, those who like to challenge teachers! I don’t have faith in my classroom management skills. Yet.
Now I regret opting for Subang Jaya schools. I heard that the pupils are too advanced. *faints*
Anyway… let me just put all that aside and concentrate on my freedom now. 15 and 1/2 more hours to go. I can’t wait to go home and tour with my friends! Am half a tour guide for the 1st time! ^^
See, I’ve even gotten new Hawaiian shorts for the trip!
My beloved Kuching, see you in 4 days! :D