Monday, July 13, 2009

:: Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin' - journey

we did this song today. today's jam was good. despite my learning everything last minute on the bus on the way there. good stuff. i feel so much more satisfied doing just a couple of songs in one session and running out the kinks till they sound good enough. better than aimlessly jamming a multitude of songs till they sound 'just ok'.

we need gigs now. edward was asking me why not consider music as a career. aside frm the fact tt it won't be a terrible reliable source of income, i'm also afraid it might kill the joy of having music as my weekly rec activity to look forward to.

rec aside, work is getting better. the kids are not getting any less naughty but i'm getting better my class planning. it's a step forward i guess. tmr i'll be marking the test papers and we'll see how my class does. haha quite nervous bout tt. i want them to do well.. cos it'll at least tell me i'm on the right track in terms of the way i deliver my lessons. and of course also cos i want them to be able to be proud of themselves. good results will also be a huge esteem boost for the more academically-challenged ones. *cross my fingers*

my throat is burning a bit. pls dont take my voice away again...

:: Blood Red Summer - coheed and cambria

this song next week. can't stand the fella's voice, man.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

:: Two Hearts - phil collins

i really should be sleeping. damn you, dropsum, damn you!

terence and i have been bombarding each other with 80s-early 90s songs. see who has the most... though i think i'm losing... haha. wah lau, he's got rick astley all lah. tsk, how to beat like tt.


i take pride in the fact tt, unlike many of the pple who go for mambo nites, i actually know the names of the singers/groups and am able to appreciate my 80s music without having to do a mass dance (but i still did it tt one time i went.. how to resist.. haha). i am the REAL retro kid okkkkkk. i don't need to go for any mambo night watever to know the words to these songs. so there, betches! i think terence should be very proud to be the original cheese man. note to self: tell terence tt he should be proud to be the original cheese man. chaka khan, man.. wah lau. i can't believe i know someone my age who's obssessed with chaka khan.


:: All Right Now - free

it's always nice to find someone who loves the same kind of music as you do.

Friday, July 03, 2009

there are times when i wish i was someone else. living another life, doing different things, having different problems. but then it's pretty shameful when i really think bout how good i've been having it. it's true things could be worse than they are right now. still, i wasn't feeling so good bout my life as i was on the home-bound train just now. i was inundated by everything i have to do at work. i mean it's ok if i was only responsible for myself and if i was more familiar with the kind of things i'm expected to carry out; knowing that 30 little people's futures are in my hands and knowing that i have no fucking idea what to do half the time.. is just not good for my nerves at all. then of course, i was quickly reminded by my alter egos tt i've had gone through far more disheartening times in my life (see: the story of dylan) and soon- with a little added help from rick astley on my zen- i was slowly but surely comforted. right now, i'm still exhausted but not feeling as despondent as just now. tuition tmr... the work never ends does it?

of course, there some things that make my day less horrible. like one of my kids wrote an email to her friend telling her that she was pretty. the other wrote back: "You are pretty too". And then another of my girls told me just before boarding the sch bus: Ms yeo, today in my notebook i write "i love ms yeo". haha. so sweet. such candid expressions of affection. kids.. after everything, how can you not love them?

i still remember the things i did in pri 1, the pple i knew, what they did, how they made me feel... i remember taking it all so seriously. there are things that i have such vivid memories of. and i remember being really bothered when pple treated me like i didn't know any better. i hope i don't do tt to my kids. i guess tt's why i feel so pressured too; what if i do something to offend one of my kids and they remember me forever as tt teacher- "the one who (insert alleged crime against child here)". i should stop brooding over this. bitching is the limit. one week down, 9 to go.

this weekend, i'm going to attempt to have some semblance of a life.