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post-block rehabilitation

Writing is an impulse. Most people with blogs will probably testify to that. Sometimes, you just need to write to prove your existence. (Nah, no lah, unless you're such a bad case). I exeggerate. But It is true, I just have that impulse to type and write this very minute. It's been a while since I even felt like writing. Ok, maybe it's work, maybe it's normal human mental block. But I'm glad I'm back, for now at least. Just sitting here on a sunday afternoon, letting my fingers go unleashed on the keyboard, hearing a good old voice in my head. ha ha. this is great.

Post-block trauma. hah. Just want to ramble freely, cos work just doesn't give me the chance to talk cock.

Relief teaching, a misnomer. no relief what so ever.but it's so refreshing to interact with sec school kids. They are full or RUBBISH. All sorts of crappy excuses and weird logic. But hey, who am I to destroy their first nature: Nonsensical. Hey that's what being a teeeanger is about, ha ha must embrace it while they can. I am quite convinced school rules are totally redundant and stupid. And it is quite scary how school uniforms makes everyone look the same. We dont' realize it when we ourselves are students. But as teacher, it is shockingly uniform. You look into a sea of white, with generally blank faces. ha ha but then again, it is only my 5th day so far. For the past few days, this thought keep popping into my head once in a while: Communist. Ok, I'm weird.But Schools are really like mini communist states. (never mind, go figure that one out yourselves).

I realise I'm older (not old yet, I'll never admit it even when I'm 109), lost my teenage rage already, quite thankfully. I'm not gonna be stuck with spare angst.

Work, as usual drains, and is, in all probability, the main cause of my block. I must try and make myself swear never to let work consume me. haiz but knowing myself, it is probably pointless to make promises. Might as well just keep reminding myself as I go along. Hope I don't screw up minds of the students, it takes longer to unteach them wrong things wrongly learnt than right things wrongly taught, so it is better to teach the right things correctly. Ha ha ok, I'm bored.

Ta ta (for now at least)

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