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eLisabeth, spelled with a "S".
born and bred in S'pore.
a Virgo; perfectionist, stubborn.
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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

FYI: A POST OF VERBAL DIARRHEA

life is just not perfect;
or just cause im a perfectionist?
seems like nothing has all been smoothsailing for me, recently.
im totally stressed out at work:

1. ive yet marked my april worksheets,
2. the april worksheets are not ready to send home for d parents,
3. ive not completed my may worksheets,
4. i havent been doing my lesson plans since march,
5. ive yet prepared the worksheets for this month,
6. june is the end of term 2 and portfolios for 2 classes.,
7. i hafta do developmental checklist for 2 classes,
8. i hafta do progress checklist for 2 classes.

damn it.
i hafta do the work of a form teacher for k1 when im just a subject teacher,
and it leaves me no time for my form class; N2 !(HRY#$(@#&(!)#*$)@!!!!!!!!
luckily ive sokwei with me, and she's helping me out without any complains; thanks lovee! (:

there're like DOZENS of assignments to be done for one friggin' module; educational psychology.

1. individual assignment
gotta write a term paper on any one to three topics that i'd learnt in this module or any one or three readings that i had done in this module; and hafta answer some of the qns stated on the paper.

- the only thing i can remember is bitching bout other lecturers and collecting money from students[des, if you're reading this, don't curse me. lol].
- complimenting oneself and wanting people to kiss your ass.Bold

Q: How has this topic or have these topics informed you as a practitioner in the ECH field?
A: Im sad to say that in this ECH field, there're bitches like you who bitch round ALL DAY. To me, nothing matters more than the interest of the children.

Q: Why is/are this topics of significance to you as a trainee teacher now?
A: Are you implying that bitching is significant or necessary for a teacher? I believe in portraying myself in a professional image in front of both parents and children.
What do I have to gain in bitching bout' my other colleagues in front of parents or children? To curry favor? Kiss my ass.
Oh please! Pathetic image of self and the school is seen in the eyes of the parents.
&& it proves that ive no sense of security and confident bout' myself.

Q: What are some of the implications of such a topic/s for you in terms of your practice?
A: To keep my mouth shut and smile, just like how you can never judge a book by its cover.

Q: How will this new knowledge impact you now and in future?
A: Not to bitch bout' anyone in my own profession. People will see how pathetic and insecure I am.

2. Group Presentation [its over, so i'll not complain nor talk bout' it.]

3. Group Project: Academic Term Paper
its all bout' doing a video critique.
its not as thou' im doing my bachelors nor a critic.
i'd just done a killer art critique.
why does the presentation has a pathetic 15% of the overall marks and since its only 15%, why must we present it? worst, ROLEPLAY! yeh, fuck man!
just put all the marks in the term paper man! or just put all the marks in the god damn pathetic presentation!!
right, i dont wanna complain bout the presentation.

next thing, involvin' parents and community is next. [same lecturer, bloody hell!]
and the two babes are deferring their module,
its either i stay or i defer the module w em.
i choose to stay cause 1, i dont wanna waste my time,
2, night classes will kill me. i will kill myself during DAP.
since its the same lecturer, tons of assignments too.

right, something cool that i'd got in school that day to end my rantings.

A Prayer for the Stressed!

Grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change,
the courage to change the things i cannot accept,
and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people i had to kill today
because they pissed my off.

and also, help me to be careful of the toes i step on today,
as they may be connected to the ass that i may have to kiss tomorrow.

help me to always give 100% at work;
12% on mondays
23% on tuesdays
40% on wednesdays
20% on thursdays
and 50% on fridays.

And help me to remember,
when im having a really bad day,
and it seems that people are trying to piss me off,
that it takes 42 muscles to frown and
only 4 muscles to extend my middle finger and tell em to bite me!

Amen.

loves, eli.

4:46:00 PM