Today has been one hell of a roller-coaster ride.. In the morning, I was subjected to 30 minutes of ultra-heavy subjects during my mock IELTS speaking test.. Mr. B asked me "what changes have you observed in Malaysia's education system for the last 5 years?" Huh? How come all my other friends got topics on books, shopping, music, etc. and I got this? Unfair!
I was wearing my green kebaya dress today.. It's odd, really.. I haven't worn that outfit for quite a few years.. I started wearing it again during my KYSM job attachment.. And this morning, I decided to wear it again.. Why did I stop in the first place? Because the skirt happens to have this long overlapping slit right in the middle.. When I first wore the dress, my manly walking meant that I would be giving 'free shows' every step I take :P Even my mom used to comment on how boyish I've become.. Since then, I never dared to wear that dress again..
So why did I choose to wear it today? Because somehow I felt confident.. I don't know why, but in a way I felt as if I was ready to take on the 'challenge' once more.. The challenge to be - gasp - ladylike.. Because by walking as poised as possible, the amount of legs on show would be at a minimum.. Add that to the fact that there weren't as many classes to attend today, I didn't need to walk as much :P
But I guess my path to self confidence wasn't that easy.. T, who saw me from across the academic block, yelled out loud "Hey there, sexy!".. And my whole gang kept on harping about my newfound 'bombshell' status all morning.. T even asked Mr. K what he thought about my dress.. And R called out the Muscom president's name right in front of the surau during Friday prayers :P I was pretty pissed off throughout lunchtime.. I was even contemplating on burning the whole garment altogether.. But then during assembly, my friends apologized to me.. Now I don't feel so bad anymore.. I can even laugh at myself now :)
Today, there was a Teachers' Day celebration held in the Great Hall, organized by the Student Council.. Kudos to them for a job well done.. I especially like their interview with our teachers.. They all took turns saying how much they loved their job.. After seeing their eyes light up with enthusiasm (well, most of them, anyway :P) I'm dead set that teaching's the profession for me.. I agree with Mrs. F that it's not a glamourous job at all, but quoting Mrs. M, it's the satisfaction that pays off in the end.. And besides, not many people have the luxury of getting one day every year dedicated especially to them and their job, right? OK, birthdays, Mothers' Day and Fathers' Day don't count :P
The teachers came up with a really funny musical - consisting of whistles that you normally find in Christmas crackers.. It was the brainchild of Dr. and Mrs. F (which might explain why he's the conductor :P) and the whole performance reminded me of kindergarten kids doing a performance on Parents' Day :) Almost everyone was there - my Veritas advisor, my Maths teacher, my English teacher.. Even my drama director was there, proving to us that he definitely knows his stuff in terms of acting.. His portrayal of a violinist who got cancelled was hilarious! The teachers' performance was definitely the highlight of the day :)
I gave cards to Mr. K and Mr. Z for the occasion.. I had to give them as hush-hush as possible, especially when my other teachers, like Mr. S, were mingling around.. It's not like I don't like the others as much.. It's just that I didn't have enough money.. If not, I would've bought a whole sack of cards.. Instead of reloading my handphone credit, of course.. Really.. Yup.. Uhuh..
I would've liked to have the celebrations a bit longer than it was.. But then I wouldn't have the time to study, now, would I?
Resource Centre, here I come..
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NHA at 10:34 AM ::
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