Mundane Nothings

I am so damn close to disowning my bowel. Seriously! Having to dash to the loo every couple of hours really isn't the most ideal situation for someone on practicum. I need to be in a state of absolute calmness so that I can think, contemplate and execute my lesson plans as flawlessly as possible. That's the ideal plan lah . But the damn insolent bowel movements just disrupts everything! I thought it was gonna rest itself off and disappear if I left it on its own...I was so wrong. It lasted for a week before I finally relented and got myself checked. Stomach flu. That's what I caught. A fucking stomach flu... And I could only afford a day of MC. Just one. Coz I need to get the observations over and done with. Bloody hell, a week ago, everything seemed like a breeze. Now, it feels like a storm! Haiz . How? How? How? What if I need to dash off in the middle of my lesson? Bleargh . This ain't fair. I slept for 18 hours today. The longest thus far. It was sheer paradise. ...

Anything at all. Anything that can make me...wet. :) Un -dry, inspired, aroused... Anything la! I need directions dear. One after another, not merely one direction. Don't tell me to turn left, coz I won't know what to do after turning left. Do I go straight? Turn right or turn left again? Argh . And thats me right now. Hmph . Clueless. My dad says I should not get all too stressed out when things don't go my way and that I should not devout all my time on deadlines and lesson plans. Believe it or not, I think he's damn right. I am a laid back kinda person and anything other than being that would snap me into a solemn mode that sets my pimple popping. Hence, I shall ditch the frown that I oh-so-often have on. I'm not going to shout at the kids. Uh uh. I'm just going to be myself and let my sarcasm prevail. I shall be nice when people are deserving of it. Which reminds me, I need to make a point and make it loud and clear so I'll remember that people like th...

I'm feeling the jitters already. Tomorrow's the day. First of its kind. I'm not very comfortable about it, but it has to happen. Week 3 is here. The exhaustion is just overwhelming. Sucks the life outta me, I tell ya. It's like one load of lesson plans after another. And the funny thing is, none of the lessons seem to go the way its been planned. It's devastating. I need to breathe. I should not let this entire phase swallow me whole. Carpe Diem! Oh, I was really early for work/school (I still can't decide what its called) today and I was greeted by the sight of a huge lizard, lying motionless on the floor of the staffroom. It was the only damn thing that stood between me and my CT's desk. I wasn't sure if it was alive or dead then. I really didn't want to create a hullabaloo on a very sombre monday morning, so i planned my move. I was going to take 10 steps back, sprint forward and leap over that son of a bitch... And I did just that. I was later c...