~Wednesday July 16 2008~
In the morning, all teachers went to one of the classrooms for the boss to conduct the new test. The latest batch of new teachers was the first group to start the ball rolling for the practical test. JS is good..haha this is the second time that she is doing this. Days earlier, I let her do the 5 routine exercises in one of my classes. Hmm, the rest of the new teachers need more practice. The written exercises were so difficult. Sigh..i don't even understand what the question wants, the questions are written in japanese. (=_=). In addition,the boss's instructions were so vague.
After the tests, boss went through some of the teaching materials so the meeting ended late. MM and JS were waiting for us to eat lunch together. Throughout the meeting, boss conversed in Mandarin so Aunt (Indian mah) didn't know what she was talking about. I wrote down whatever the boss said..as a future reference and also to translate for aunt later.
Since i have some time, I typed what i wrote down just now in the meeting...wah i typed out 5 pages in total...this set of notes was intended for me and aunt but the new teachers saw me typing that in the computer and requested a copy of it...so I photocopied a few sets for those who need it.
I asked JS to help me count the number of students for a week so that i could prepare the right number of worksheets. haha she gave me the list of the number of classes for the week. (=_=) wahahahahaha~~~~
Why can't the co-workers work hand in hand without any conflict? sighh...there was an argument...don't wish to talk about it...they don't need to get so worked up de loh. Please calm down, everybody!!
I promised to accompany GH to watch movie: Red Cliff. Her friend asked her to watch with him..so she dragged me along. Sighh..i am a gigantic walking lightbulb for the night. Ding! Ding! Personally, me doesn't like these kind of war-related movies. Since we are friends, i should help her with this favour. GH didn't want to watch with him de loh, so he decided to treat us.
Before meeting him, we went to the washroom. haha the 6th floor at orchard cineleisure..is only 1 cubicle. GH thought it was the normal washroom (as in one big room with many cubicles). So she kept pushing the door but the person who just went in kept supporting the door from the other side. GH used all her strength to push all the way. haha then the girl inside gave up, opened the door and told GH: there is only 1 cubicle. Goshie..so funny..i was outside, laughing my head off.
Movie: Red Cliff
hmmm...i read this before, so some scenes looked so familiar. I don't like the fighting very much...so many people died. But those famous strong fighters have good fighting tactics..very nice to look at. By the way, there is part 2 of the movie.
The stranger seated beside me took so much sitting space...
SH called us so many times in the midst of the movie. Both of us thought we need to be back tomorrow...tomorrow is supposedly our off day.
oh..she called us to inform about a mistake in the work that we did just now...at least that's a relief.
We went for dinner..heez i am feeling slightly hungry. But eating a while, i don't feel well. I have lost my appetite for many days le. I was sitting at the corner..and the 2 of them were considered far away from me talking while eating. Me kept quiet loh...since i am the "outsider". I can talk with her any other day since we will always be working. So let him talk loh with her..
GH kept laughing at me..she found my actions adorable..claimed she hasn't seen anyone who behave like that...really funny mah??!!
I should say, the most awkward thing for the whole day was...GH went home via mrt..and me and the guy went home via the same bus stop but different bus. GH was so relieved that she doesn't need to travel the same way as him. Me die lah...2 total strangers...
Anyway, i need to talk on the phone so we kinda went separate ways though it is the same bus stop.
When i reached home, i was talking on the phone with GH till 2am...hmm come to think of it, my mobile phone bill is going to rise liao.
