These few days without O levels has been boring, and to say the least, not even exciting. Luckily my ride has been entertaining me for quite abit, but damn finally it's that stage of my own life! I haven't been able to take any good pictures of it, because quite honestly I didn't really care, haha. But I'll get a picture up as soon as..... I remember.... yea that's right.
My 3rd batch graduating, I still remember vividly how it was like to teach in Deyi. Then stuck out on my own, where the first 3 months of start up, I was practically eating grass. I'm glad I stick it out, and everything turned out fine now. I'm also really glad to meet all 200ish odd of you through out these 3 years.
There were many days when students would ask me, why do I do what I am doing, even though I have a degree. Maybe I can finally answer all of you with concrete proof now. Let me ask you back, is it better to have;
1. Sense of satisfaction from teaching,
2. Free time,
3. Earn cash.
Which do you choose?
Because quite frankly, is it too much to ask for ALL 3 of them?
I haven't been able to achieve all 3 together yet, but I think I will not stop trying.
I'm not some hypocrite telling you I enjoy teaching and I don't care about anything else. I still want my money you know! So I guess my current direction isn't all that bad, now let me get going and work towards combining those 3 together from now on!
DDOJ:
Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his neighbors Halloween Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.
Jack had to force himself to open his eyes and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in Lipstick:
"Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian"
He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Jack asks, "Son... What happened last night?"
"Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door.
Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??"
His son replies, "Oh THAT! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm married!!"
Broken Coffee Table: $239.99. Hot Breakfast: $4.20. Two Aspirins: $.38. Saying the right thing, at the right time. . . PRICELESS!!!
Adios!
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