Slurpee Is The Way and Less Share For You.

So, how is my life since I started working?

I don't need to drive around to find a house to rent.
I don't need to fork out lots of money for my own bills.
I don't need to buy raw ingredients to feed myself.
I don't need to use my savings to buy basic necessities for my home.
And no, I don't have a sugar daddy.

So, what makes my life sounds so convenient?

Damn straight, you're right!
I've been sent back to my own hometown.
I am posted to a high school that just takes 10 minutes drive from my very own home.

So, am I happy?
YES:

• EDITED (I forgot to mention this?): My other half is just 3 hours away from me :D
  
• I could save tons of money for my car down payment.
• I save myself from the troubles of finding a house to rent, furniture etc.
• I don't have to pay the bills. At least for the time being.
• I can spend more time with my family.
• Which also means emergency cases will be attended a.s.a.p
  
• I am already familiar with the place. Be it my house or working area.
• All the staffs in my school are very kind and helpful.
  
• I only need to do the house chores and cooking during weekends.
• And oh, did I mention my sister has a small food stall in front of my house? =d

LOVE LIFE + FINANCIAL+ SECURITY + FOOD GALORE = SETTLED

NO:

• I was ready to be independent due to some personal reasons. When I mentioned about challenges in this entry, never once it crossed my mind that I will be sent back to my very own safe zone. I don't know about you, but this kind of scratches my self-confidence.
• My school is listed as the second last in the district for 2008 overall results. Numerous spot checks are being done by the authorities to the teachers. Why?
  
• Since this is the place where I grew up, I kind of knew the students' attitude in the school that I'm being posted to. And yeah, I am correct. It isn't a school, but just another place fulls of Ah Bengs and Ah Lians that proudly call themselves as gangsters or ahli kongsi gelap.
• Do you think gangsters have interest in study, namely anything - anything at all?
• So, if most of my clients are not interested to buy my products even though they are obliged to visit my shop everyday, am I actually selling anything?

EMOTIONAL =
I think I really need to increase the dose of Russell Peters for my woozy soul!

You've Got Me Popping Another Champagne, I'm At It Again

This simple question keep floating in my mind since yesterday, right after I packed that bundles of recyclable sheets of trees.

Looking at the scheme of works, tons of lesson plan, mountains of sleepless-night-assignment, I sighed to myself.
I know that I'm going to miss this.
Heck, not the assignments of course.
The uni life, that is.

This photo is taken from here

Next week will imprint a new phase of my life.
My three months practicum experience is enough to mirror my life for another four years to come.
I have to wake up early every weekday, burn my brain cells to the bits in attempts to enlighten the next generations that are trusted in my hands.
Look enthusiast and ready everyday while struggle with never ending inefficiency and depression.
Not to mention that some of my weekends might be burn too.

No more karaoke during weekends.
No more watching movie every Wednesday.
Less dating with My Man.
Less Mamak nights with wonderful friends.
Less time spending in Borders, sipping my favourite coffee while enjoying the brilliant John Grisham's.
Yes, that three months had taught me that uni life is far better than what I am going to face for the next four years.

I'm not whining, neither regretting the future that lays upon me.
The comfort zone as a student is slowly loosing its wrap around me.
I know soon I have to pay my own bills, lead my own life, seek my own solution to every obstacle that may come to my way.
But I have no choice, I guess.
More responsibilities as I become more mature.

So, am I ready?

Not 100 percent, but I'll give my best shot.
Any soft blow might shake my world, at first.
But I also believe, what does not kill me will only make me stronger.
So Laydee, you better suck it up.
Forget about your worry and strife against the notorious funk.
Say "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Me ready to strive! Woooooohooooo!"
=)