KUMON :D

Love my Kumon pencil case very muchhhhh :DD
Adorable right! ♥

So I had been working in Kumon Centre Taman Eng Ann during the past 1.5 months. Well it was undeniably a very good experience, and I loveeeeeeee this job very much! :D For one thing, I wouldn't feel bored when I was there, as there will ALWAYS be something to keep me busy. Although it barely gives me time to rest, I prefer this kind of packed schedule, better than doing salesgirl which you can only wander around pointlessly when there's no customer around. Or, pounding about suspiciously just to catch some customer as your prey. That looks awkward for me, and it was a tough job for me tooooooo.

However, this kumon job is quite tiring, I must say. For my job is not only being a teacher who guide little child to finish up their works, there are many other minor stuffs that need to be done. But every hardwork is worth, as I am satisfied with the salary paid hahaha. I enjoyed my employed months there, perhaps I am going back again heheh. :p

So there is a place of small little kids, ranging from 3-year-old to primary school students. Of course they do have secondary school students there. Well as you can see, I am just a SPM leaver and not at all a qualified teacher, so students which can be put under my care are those small little innocent kids.

And when there're kids around, there'll ALWAYS have jokes. :D

Scene 1

Kumon only offer 2 subjects, which are Mathematics and English. Students can learn both subjects, or just pick one of them. So I was teaching one cute, pretty, charming little girl (she was undeniably pretty, I am not kidding! :D) Mathematics that day.

Student:" Teacher, I had finished my Maths worksheet. Can I go and do English worksheet now?"

Me:"Yes, go ahead." *busy with other stuffs, no time to bother her*

She ran away, but not long after she ran back to my side again.

"Teacher, I go do English now?"

*Still busying* "Yes, just go."

She ran away and then back to me again.

" Teacher, I do English now?"

*A little annoyed* "No lah, do Chinese."

"....."

Her white little face stared at me. I don't think she get the joke hahaha!

"...but there's no Chinese here, teacher."

Well, obviously she don't get it.

Scene 2

This is a story happened on one of my colleague. He was handling 5-6 children ranging from 4-6 years old. He was burning at his wits' end, as not all the students are obediently doing their worksheet, and his job was to make sure the kids are doing their worksheets attentively. He was trying hard to guide the kids, when it started to pour heavily outside.

Student:" Teacher teacher, outside raining edy??!" *in an excited tone*

Teacher:" No lah, snowing." *poker face*

Student:"....."

Another kiampa teacher here. Heh.

Scene 3

Student:" Teacher, how old are you?"

Me:" Make a guess!"

"I know! 42!!"

"WHAAAATTTTTT?!!! Do teacher look so oldd?!!!" *Almost screaming*

"Er... then 35?"

"No!"

"30?"

"Wrong! Alright stop the fuss. Do your worksheet now!"

"I know I know! You must be 28!!!"

"...."

Well, why can't you just guess a smaller number?!!!!

Heh, well, life there is quite interesting. There are different types of students there, obedient ones, mischievous ones, arrogant ones *this type is really disgusting*, adorable ones, timid ones, talkative ones, playful ones and others. Being teacher is really a tough job, for one thing YOU CANNOT CHOOSE YOUR STUDENTS. For any students whom are delivered to you, you must teach them with all your heart, no matter how stubborn and mischievous they are. I once taught a student whom really is an arrogant one, no matter how you scolded, pledged, or advised him, he wouldn't buldge. You can only wait till his mood return then only he will listen to your words. I was really having a tough time teaching him, he almost drove me crazy. Now I can understand how my mum feels. Sighs.

No matter what, there are cute ones there too! I enjoyed my time teaching them haha, especially Ru En, she is soooooo cuteeee oh gawdddddd ♥

KUMON.

All the best, hey! :)

And I never thought my ridiculous dream 

would come true one day after all.

Suddenly

So all of a sudden I have the whim to blog. Hahaha

When I first started to create a blogger account, I set down the target that, "um, I must write whatever I want to, must record whatever that are worth to record" and stuffs like that blablabla. But after a period of "freshness", well... my laziness is apparent. I did not blog frequently *almost none kay* , and did not decorate my blog either, only once when my friend shwu mei was soooo nice for helping me to design an awesome blog layout :) but after that I was dumb enough for not being able to handle my new layout efficiently (like cant find settings button etc) then I changed back to this normal but still-okay-lah template. I did not even updated posts about my trip to japan wtf! Laziness: 100 %. Wth :/

So since I have the mood to blog now *must appreciate k!* I should write something that only myself understands. HAHAHA




You said move on, where should I go?
I do not wish to be depressed forever, but still, I could not erase it off from my mind permanently. When I look at crying scenes, think of sad memories, the first thing popped out will surely be THIS.

And you said, stop crying.

Of course I know. But how? I cant say that I did not mind after all, because in fact, I DO MIND IT VERY MUCHHHH. How could I possibly forget the feeling, the feeling that struck me real hard, made me wobble, helpless, no might to fight back. I am lucky I could skip school the next day, or else I would be crying non stop in the public, shamelessly, indifferently, thinking everything is just none of my business.

I cant move on.
I mean, in this case.

Time is really the best medicine. The first seconds after the event is really hard and tough for me, for I could not stop crying, even I rubbed away my tears diligently as much as I could but it still could not stop rolling down my cheeks. I dont know if my eyes became swollen, but all I remembered is my heart was soo pain, crucially pain, the pain that made me breathless, stumbled, and could not get up. How I wish I just fainted then everything would be just NONE OF MY BUSINESS.

But a few weeks after that, I felt better. But with a scar, staying there forever.

Devastated, disappointed, FEAR.

I love it very very much, I really do. But the more I love, the more i get hurt, but the more too, I could not get out from it that easily.

走火入魔，I suppose.


How I hope it is all over. But when I reminiscence all over again, the pain it still there, it never fades, and I still cry. The whole night.

And all I can do is just stand and stare.

How much it hurts

到现在想起来，我还是觉得很难过。

相思十诫

第一最好不相见，如此便可不相恋。
第二最好不相知，如此便可不相思。 
第三最好不相伴，如此便可不相欠。
第四最好不相惜，如此便可不相忆。  
第五最好不相爱，如此便可不相弃。 
第六最好不相对，如此便可不相会。
第七最好不相误，如此便可不相负。 
第八最好不相许，如此便可不相续。
第九最好不相依，如此便可不相偎。 
第十最好不相遇，如此便可不相聚。 


但曾相见便相知，相见何如不见时。 

—— 《步步惊心》

慢一拍

有时说，慢一拍并不是不好。

话说有一天，我装了半杯水想要喝下去。喝了几口，便觉得饱了，想把杯子洗了，潜意识里就把杯子送到了水龙头的下方。很自然的，我扭开了水龙头。

看着杯子里依存着的水，心中突然有一把声音响起：“别浪费水啊，况且多喝水对身体有益，就那么一丁点的水，喝完它吧！”脑中猛地一醒，马上把杯子从水龙头的下方移了出来。就在这时，水源徐徐地从水龙头流了出来。

喝着那一丁点的水，我突然若有所思：慢一拍，反而令人应祸得福呢。

如果当时，我扭开水龙头的刹那，水就马上来势汹汹地流了出来，那不干净的自来水就会和杯中已煮熟的白开水混合在一起，而那些依存的水我当然也不能喝了。虽然当时只剩下1/4的水，但水依然是水，并不是说分量少了它就不能和珍贵的水相提并论。

在这日新月异的时代，人们凡事总是要求快，快，快，总是希望什么事都可以以最快的速度完成它，总有避之不及的错觉。可是在这高效率的社会里，是不是更加衬托出了慢一拍的生活的难能及可贵呢？

无可否认，反应快的人在生活的每个方面总是比较吃香。我有这么的一个朋友，反应不怎么快，每当我们玩扑克牌游戏snap时，她总是一败涂地，无论怎么嚷，怎么叫，到最后输的是总是她。周围的人就总是在这点大做文章，嘲笑她的龟速反应。虽然知道大家都是开玩笑的，但她仍无可避免地介意了好久。

难道，慢一拍真的只会害了自己？

我有一个真实经历。当时要跨过一个泥坑，只能用跳的。朋友反应极快地跨了过去，着落后就大喊：“妈的这里有水！！”说时迟那时快，我也“扑通”一声的着落在同一个地点，水点顿时四溅。

朋友又好气又好笑：“笨蛋，都说有水了你还在同一个地方跳过来？！”
我心感委屈：“你喊的时候，我已经跳起来了啊！”
“谁叫你反应那么快？”
“什么啊....”

如果当时，我慢一拍后再跳过来，或许我就能在没有水的地方，安全着落。
如果当时，我慢一拍后再跳过来，或许就不会弄脏了我自己。
如果当时，我慢一拍后再跳过来，或许我就不会被调侃了...

就在这时，我再一次发觉慢一拍的可贵性。或许慢一拍会令人为之气结，也会让人深感厌恶，甚至嫌弃你并置之不理，但这并不表示慢一拍并没有它存在的权力。

在正确的时候慢一拍，在适当的时候慢一拍，往往会释放出可爱的正能量，更能让你避凶趋吉也说不定。人生短促，但这并不代表你必须以匆匆的脚步，来走完你的人生。

Why so serious? Just stand, and stare! :D