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……….I just finished teaching one of my new classes. i feel harrassed. 
god give me strength…
ok, so, it has been a very hectic past few days. i knew i had my work cut out for me as soon as the school holidays were over. i was suppose to prepare questions for the upcoming test my students are going to go through one week after coming back. i was supposed to revise with them AND i had an induction to go to on the very day we came back. yes, i was going to be suoer busy but i was all “BRING IT ON!! \m/ YEA!!”
….i went too far..
so anyway, on the first day back, i had prepared the question papers, collected from the others, got it approved and made sure it on its way to the printing room. i also revised with all on my classes that day AND prepared lessons for the next two weeks. (impressed?) but then.. in the afternoon during the induction, i went through my first WTF?? shock of the year. the induction was all about our posting. it is official. we are no longer unemployed/ just a releif teacher. we are now Education Officers. eseh… i feel proud saying that..
stranger: “are you a teacher?”
me: “no. i’m an education officer.” *puffs out chest* 
belabih..
there were 3 speakers and it was the 2nd speaker who provided the WTF?? moment: we were starting the very next day. for once, the neurons worked! faster even! sal i woked up as soon as i heard. “..??? esuk?? tomorrow??” fortunately, since i have been teaching for the past couple o months, i wasn’t as nervous. however, it was the fact that i was posted to the polar opposite (in every imaginable way) that got me all “INDA!! NO!! u can’t make me!!” *guling2 di lantai*
oh, man. the first day i reported fot duty on my new school, i was downright scared. i acted like i just knew i was going to be mugged, holding my bag against my chest. (Bruneians shopping overseas, you know what i mean.. 
)but by teh end of the second day, i felt myself relax. the fact that i didn’t have anything to do and spent almost the entire time in the air-conditioned staffroom helped. 
i even finished reading Sophie Kinsella’s remember me? (note: never do anything that has the potential to make you cry in front of strangers your new collegues on the second day. they might think you’re a weirdo/ an emo and its waay to early for them to know that)
ayah was helpful. being a very experienced teacher (he was a teacher even before i was born) he imparted some of his wisdom. he was a discipline teacher. i remember how most of the student body respected (feared? hehehe..) him yet the students he taught never feared him. in fact, they actually got along.. even until now his ex-students would tagur him after graduating for so long. he definately helped calmed down some nerves.
which brings us today, the third day. i’ve programmed myself to stop comparing and accept it all. the sooner i do, the sooner i can enjoy. with that in mind, i was a bit iski. i finally have my own table. so i decided to make it more.. me. :p
soo.. what do ya think? today was a bit more productive. i usai-ed my table. i gathered some notes, observed a class and attended an adobe photoshop workshop, which will be added in to my 1oo hours.. (still murky on that one. care to explain someone?)
guess atu saja for now. till next time.
-fauz
ps: oh! oh! oh! NKOTB are back!! dunno why i’m this excited.. they’re more of kakalong’s generation.. :p (i love you, kalong..)
then
now. they got hot.. -er.. think that’s why.. hehehe.. bah. atu sja.. i’ve got some youtube-ing to do.
finally!! its the last day of school! oh happy daaaay~ for the next 2 weeks, i plan to wake up (catch up on what i lost since i started working) and just enjoy my bed! hehehe.. iski saya.. so anyway, on the last day, my school decided to hold a sport selection where basically, whoever is interested in representing their house, today was the day. we pick the best three. i was responsible on recoring for the best girl runners in 100m & 200m. awal2 pagi lagi tu. so i was done after an hour. then i spent the rest of the event wandering aimlessly around the field, finding shade. it was a freaking hot day!!
some pics:
my view of the field, under the shade. it was peaceful. windy.
the girls running the 400m. kiut drang belari!! hahaha..
the boys.. i think they’re in form 1? 2?
my first attempt of taking the boys running. hahahah.. you can only see a leg.. laju wah drang ah..
aites, thats it for now. let the relaxation begin..
that is how i feel about posting lately. it feels like everytime i wanna blog an event, it turned out it happened weeks ago where most, if not all (hey, brunei IS small) people knew about it already. my posts are not only old news, they’re considered classic. hahaha.. ok, over. but yea.
there’s only one word that can pretty much sum up my life right now: tiring. hahaha. i know. i’ve said it once,i’l say it again! i’m TAIYOOOD!! honestly, i don’t feel it most of the time. i actually like going around the room explaining to my students eventhough the speed is constant, the velocity is changing (circular motion). i feel immensely satisfied seeing them going from *toink* *toink,toink* to “ahhhhhh.. i geddit!!” its afterwards that i feel drained. especially after teaching one particular class who does not wanna learn. more than once was i tempted to just not care. i mean, they’re the ones who’s going to fail. not me. sapa suruh inda mau pay attention? but… then i’d feel guilty. my job is to make them understand, no matter how boring. or maybe its just karma. i wasn’t exactly the perfect student myself.
i knew it was gonna come around and bite me in the ass..
more old news: my batch was called in last week for an interview regarding a more permanent job. i think because i knew the interview was almost the same as the one i did for my current job, i was not as nervous as i should be. i was focusing more on trying not to kusut. i actually had fever the day before. you know the kusut feeling? the one where everything just feels so wrong?? you don’t know what but you just know. everything is either too hot or too cold? and since you can’t do anything about it, you have this huge tendency to kusut/whine? ….yea. i was going through that. it was not fun. thankfully, the interview went well. Alhamdulillah.
other agenda that keeps reminding me that i’m getting older, is my friend, Mala, who got engaged last nite. so,
CONGRATULATIONS TO
SITI NORMALA HAJI AWANG DAMIT & MD. SYAZWAN HAJI ABU BAKAR
who got engaged last night. May Allah bless you both and sampai ke jinjang pelamin.
there are pictures, but i cant seem to find ’em right now. heh. sorry. will most them when i have the time. gots to go now. have lessons to plan.
salaam, pujiah..
