Come quick!

Everyone, come quick! Take a good look at my room now! Before it's too late!

Feeling the inertia, I haven't written a thing for my ICT assignment. Instead I cleaned up my room. Yes it is taking me that long to clean it up. But at least now it is really clean, no longer just a figment of my imagination.

No it's not completed. There are still some drilling and arranging to do. But it looks really neat for the moment. It hasn't been like this in years. And seriously, I don't know how long I can keep it up, seeing that I love to only clean up other people's places.

So come quick! Come now! Before we lose the floor again!

New High of Stupidity

Today I recorded a new high for my level of stupidity.

After I reached home from work, I walked away from my bike, without switching off the engine nor pulling out the keys.

I only realised it 6 hours later when I wanted to go down and put the canvas over. As a result, the battery is flat. The bike can now not be started. Even after I enlisted the help of my very strong brother to push it. We almost succeeded, but almost is the operative word.

Now I can only let it rest for the night and try again tomorrow. If it still fails to start, then I'll have to call a tow truck and send it in to change the battery.

Sigh. Stupidity knows no bounds.

Update: It's one of those Mastercard moments. Tow truck: $25, New Battery: A FREAKING $165, Tuition lessons cancelled: $89.25, A packet of cigarettes to ease the unhappiness: $11, A lesson to remember to shut down the engine and take the key: Priceless.

雖然我原意

Gratitude

Last month a kid from the class I taught during contract teaching texted me. He asked if and when I am going back to teach them.

I told him I don't know. My course is 1 year but I might not go back to the same school. He replied dejectedly saying that by the time I go back, if I do, he would have graduated. I told him that if he studies hard enough, he can get transferred to 4NA. In that case I might get to teach him in his last year.

He replied positively and without hesitation that he will do his best. Still he doubted his chances, attributing to the lack of good teachers. I assured him that the teachers are good and rebutted him in saying that it is his own responsibility to do well. If the teachers can't help him then he should help himself.

Surprisingly he responded well to that too. So we had an agreement; if he truly tries his best for the 'N' Levels, I will try my best to go back to teach him again.

I am glad. At least one is inspired.