practicum finally...

ending. its a good thing, and a bad thing. after this 10 weeks, i kinda realise what shit im in. took me too long? yes, took me too long. i don't think i want to answer to anybody really, how? those people are nothing but crap except they are in it longer than me. they don't even know what an annulus is, how they teach? hmm.

on a sidenote, life's still the same, from the time in uni, promises never fulfilled, time allocation is still bad, both ways, and there is nothing different between now and then, talk about commitment! what have i been doing for the past two years?

so... this is how celebrating my birthday feels like...

if i knew you couldn't make it for the dinner leg, i would have ask for another time...

idk

oh handling the drift; am i handling?

idk. life goes on with everyday rushing into some other piece of work.

there was a note i saw before: saying good morning is a sign of someone thinking of someone else. it was a daily thing, then it was an ignored thing, just because of 'busy'. then slowly, the thought just became sadness fuel in the morning. might as well not send a good morning any more. then it became a good afternoon, then... idk.

oh wells. think about education ba.

i feel lost

how am i actually helping the students? i should spend more time thinking, but that would mean i cannot do lesson plans. oh wells. shucks

double blow

comments from both SCM and science CT were bad and lack of preparation. seriously? i guess i need a lot of reflection here, though i believe she killed one class's interest for science already.

on a sidenote: 2mr is the first saturday that i have free, and i certainly hope i can finish work that is due thursday. monumentary, and at the same time a record to note. i NEED to be more ON the ball. what the balls srsly.