5 weeks of teaching English at SFMS doesn't warrant an interest in relief teaching.. =P

Local kids are just really bratty compared to foreign ones.. although my Taiwanese kids drove me up the wall (one of which got called f***ing a****** by moi..haha..)
My Jap and Korean students were really good though.. I especially enjoyed my time with the Korean kids.. they're so cute!!

Honestly, I'm scared... I totally freak out at the thought of teaching local secondary school kids.. I'm insecure.. really insecure..
Pressure's on.. =)

Have been jogging and climbing stairs.. all in the name of weight-loss.. hehe..
(no choice..got a pair of SAF NBs.. so muz use lor...)

A self-confessed hard-core non-believer of solo-cising has found jogging and brisk-walking to be extremely therapeutic..and a great way 2 release tension and stress..
Believe me.. people DO get stressed even if they're gainfully unemployed..

Have also fallen terribly sick..stuffy nose and all.. after 4 whole days of exercise! Just when I decide to get my butt off the couch and do something meaningful in my life.. this happens! Do you know how many hurdles I have to cross? Things like what other people might think seeing a fat girl jogging past them (the tremors felt by many might be coming from Bukit Batok and not Nias..), stares from wierd Bangla workers.. Uninvited guests following me back home.. (it is the 7th month, you know..)
Isn't exercise supposed to strengthen one's immune system or crap like that???

Anyway, mummy dearest hasn't been very encouraging..
Not that she doesn't know that I've been trying to lose weight and have been working out.. she's (un)intentionally been harping on how fat I am and how much weight I've gained recently..
And how I should lose some weight, less I look like a married woman..
Also she's been reminding me about how I would be a mother of a child at my age if I'm lucky.. just 'cause she became a mother at 23..

In order to make a statement, I went on a hunger strike.. for a day..
I simply refuse to eat anything she has cooked or bought..
Childish? I know.. I guess pride has gotten the best of me.. and having inherited my stubborness from you-know-who.. let's see how far we can go..

I felt trapped in my own house! I had to get out! I so want to move out but since I'm not working, it's out of the question..
It felt so good to be out of the house today!
Alas, I succumbed to temptation at Shin's place... Forgot all about the statement I was trying to make and ate a big bowl of laksa..amongst other edibles... that have been painstakingly prepared by my 3rd aunt and the maid to please the guests' palates.. Sigh... TOTAL GUILT!

I haven't been the most emotionally stable person these past few months...
My mum's driving me mad! Or maybe it's just me.. stressing myself.. about the job... about my weight... about how almost everyone I know is engaged or married..
I think I need to see a shrink...

Any volunteers? =)