I have uploaded a new video clip to my blog. Its on the left panel right after my friend's link. Ashley tisdale is the first song to be played. I really like High School Musical and that's how i get to know her. She starred in Disney's sitcom comedy Zack and Cody but I wasn't really paying much attention to her. I didn't know she could sing until I watched High School Musical. Now, I'm beginning to find her more attractive than Vanessa Hughens. Ashley rocks! Her new version of 'kiss the girl' is done exceptionally well. I heard the original version in the "Little Mermaid" before. It was a sentimental, soft song set for a romantic mood. She totally give it a new uplift. This version rocks. It's a whole new mood that I get from her song. She does away with the romantic element and give it a different expression. It became very lively, vibrant and full of energy. The dynamics of the song is so similar to the image she giving to us, a young and energetic girl who's still got so much going on! COOL! I love Ashley! I love High School Musical!

People should talk less and listen more.............

I walked along the streets and the roads. People walk and past, probably oblivious of my existence. Who am I to evoke a response from them. I do not know them. They do not know me.

In a group of so called friends, the quiet one is ignored and cease to exist. Who understood what is going on? They were only polite to wait for their turn to speak, but it never comes to them. They are just being nice, but they get pushed over for the abstinence to join in the nonsense and gab. Silence is only external. Inside, many things are going on.

Extroversion is worshipped and praised for its explicit showcase of the gift. They speak and they exhibit their authority. Their words charm and people follow. Leaders are remembered but what about their men? What happen to the soft side, the peace-loving nature of introversion. Those who can be emphathetic and provide a listening ear. Those who cooperate and don't complain or defy. As far as I am concerned, I have never felt that introversion is appreciated. Must one speak aloud and bent people into listening, must one always lead. Can I just follow?I just want to listen, not speak......

The festive season is around the corner. It's a month from Christmas. Its always nice to have a occasion to celebrate. It will be a good reason for us to gather, make merry, enjoy ourselves and laugh ourselves silly.

I had almost forgotten about friendster, until I was reminded about its existence. Social networking online services like friendster is obsolete to me. Facebook, multiply and many more of such sites around. I just don't feel the urge to update it. I'm plain lazy. I don't have the energy to spare on such extras...... But my students have been urging me to let them have access to my account, so that they can add me. The key to getting things done is to get the tempo and rhythm going and things will progress along.

I feel like reading but i won't read. Unless i pick up the book, the momentum kicks off and i can read for many hours. Unless i start blogging, if not...the flow is off and I won't blog anymore.

Why must people look at mistakes and take it so seriously? Why can't we accept imperfectness? Why do people talk so much? Don't they realise that somethings shouldn't be said? There should be a movie, call "Speech, Caution". I will direct the movie to be a spoof of Lee Ang's great work to mock all those peopel who have nothing to do and just bad-mouth people.

Talk to Cao Cao's sister today. Its good to know that your good pal's sister is in the same school. At least, she could be a bridge that comes between the newcomer like me to the school. Well, i'm 5months in school but still considered a newbie, raw and fresh from the oven of NUS. Discovered a fanatic 周杰伦 fan.... and the usual punts and banter going around. School's cool when there's no students around. Ha ha ha.... i'm missing the point here already by claiming this. I was talking to my collegue and claiming how peaceful and quiet and enjoyable the school compound is without students.

I went to check out the handsbell assembly. During my time, there's no such thing as a handsbell assembly. The CCA is made up of entirely girls and I can understand y. The girls seemed well-behaved. I can recognise some of the faces. They were from the classes I taught. I felt compelled to catch them in action during their actual practise, not that I had to but i just wanted to. I was standing outside of the training room and looking through the glass windows. They were so focused, the conductor was giving the cues and I can feel her passion. Very nice piece, I cannot help but to recall the days of my Chinese Orchestra practises. Nice memories.

The girls are going to the Botanical Gardens next week. It's marvellous that they are keen to go. I had always love to go to the Botanical Gardens on my own to enjoy myself. Now, that i could go with them, its just so great. I talk to them about the swans, the ducks, the mouse, the flowers and the greens of the Botanical Gardens. I wonder if they would appreciate it like I do.

I Got To Go My Own Way lyrics (High school Musical 2)

I gotta say what's on my mind
Something about us
Doesn't seem right these days
Life keeps getting in the way
Whenever we try
Somehow the plan
Is always rearranged
It's so hard to say
But I've got to do what's best for me
You'll be okay

[Chorus]
I've got to move on and be who I am
I just don't belong here
I hope you understand
We might find a place in this world someday
But at least for now
I gotta go my own way

Don't wanna leave it all behind
But I get my hopes up
And I watch them fall every time
Another color turns to gray
And it's just to hard
To watch it all
Slowly fade away
I'm leaving today
'Cause I gotta do what's best for me
You'll be okay

[Chorus]
I've got to move on and be who I am
I just don't belong here
I hope you understand
We might find a place in this world someday
But at least for now
I gotta go my own way


I like this song. Sang by Grabriella to Troy in the film, she decided to leave Troy. I kind of catch the part about having to leave behind something important to you, something you really treasure and appreciate. Somehow, I feel that this can be related to my current situation in which I'm deciding to leave the school. I really feel the words "I've got to move on and be who I am." Perhaps I have been thinking too much to be actually drawing relevance between two completely separate experiences.

I sprain my neck. I had never sprain my neck before. I had a chilling pain when i was tossing in bed this morning. I couldn't sleep any more with that excruciating pain everytime i move my head. My movement is restricted. It hurts if I try to move my head to the right or try to move down. I try to keep very still but there is still a slight pain. The pain gets bad once I turn my head to those directions. I must have hurt myself with my bad sleeping posture. I had slept in that bed for more than 5 years with the same posture. What gone wrong this time that I hurt myself? This is one incident that logical thinking and reasoning leads me to nowhere near the truth or answer.

Last nite, I met up with my friend. She's the 2nd person that I know whom quit her job. It made me see the trend of impermanent jobs. Employees do not stick to their job long once they find it to their dislike. I don't feel that guilty anymore for not giving myself more time at teaching. Out of the blue, my tuition kid sms last nite. He was concerned and disappointed to hear that I am going to quit teaching. I appreciate his thoughtfulness and concern. I did a damn fine job of nurturing him to be such a sensitive and empathetic boy. Though my mind is set, his sms made me to think through the issue once again. I'm able to influence him somehow that he could see the potential in me to be a teacher. I think I can but not the whole class of 40 students. I'm willing to render my service to people, at a personal level. That's where my strength lies. One to one tuition is workable, not teaching the whole class. To me, class setting becomes impersonal. I can't help or interact at the personal level, rather I had to handle the students as an entire unit.


I must leave.

I had a haircut today. Its a different barber. I'm fed-up with getting different results everyday of styling my hair. I just can't keep up with the consistency. Sometimes, I look really "beng", sometimes it looks like messy wild-grass. My hair has always give me problems and i never could really deal with it. Barbers have been telling me about my receding-hairline problem and my soft and oily hair makes it impossible to have any style. Without style and letting it be, I look nerdy and really out-of-trend. The hair-cut i had today is still satisfactory. He cut it in a way that it has a mild spiky effect, not the extreme and eye-catching kind which makes people look at your hair rather than you. At least, its short and i dont have to spend too much effort, hair mud, hair spray and time to maintain the style. After the cut, i just wanted to visit the toilet to take a check out my hair again. When i was leaving the toilet, two girls entered the toilet. They stared at me, then at the entrance. One of them started to giggle and try very hard to hide it by covering her mouth. I could't figure out what went wrong. It took me a few seconds to realise i entered the female toilet by mistake! Dear me, how embarassing! Its fortunate that I did not ran into anyone inside the toilet. It could really lead to a misunderstanding that no amount of explanation could resolve it.

Days of being a teacher is memorable and pleasant, that i have acquainted a colleague who is also a UGT (untrained graduate teacher). Life would have been uninteresting without the "chitty-chitty bang bang" in the staff room and the experiences with the students that we share with each other. Having someone to talk to, lament to and to share ideas with at the end of the day lights up my day. To face school life alone and single-handedly would be miserable. Though she's not there to help me deal with the students, her willingness to provide a listening ear would be good enough. My co-form is also a very nice lady. Always seen smiling and laughing, very light-hearted person. The students really like her a-lot and during teacher's DAy, she was nominated by the students the most friendliest teacher if i did not remember wrongly. Just a few days ago, i happen to mention my single-hood status to her and she feels that i'm still young to worry about such things. My mentor talks too much sometimes but meant well with her good intentions. I will miss my co-form and my fellow UGT when i leave this place. Partings and farewells are bitter sorrow moments. But, at the end of the day, it still happens and we move on. This is part of life.