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Word Vomit
Another word vomit post. Suddenly felt another urge to blog. Maybe I'm trying to seek respite by typing furiously into my laptop hoping that all this will just disappear and go away.Well while Cher and I were hoping that the wireless would miraculously revive itself we occupied ourselves playing Solitaire. I know right how PATHETIC that is. I mean without the internet I feel so disconnected. I love Cher. It's like we're on the same wavelength/frequency. How is that even possible? I know right. Somehow we manage to start squealing at the same things, we have a fetish for collecting icons and SNSD songs. While blasting music from Westlife we managed to hold a weird conversation that revolved around the office, being politically correct and we discussed where she wanted to go, where I wanted to go and realised it all boiled down to one thing. That is quite self-explanatory so I shall not waste precious space on my blog blogging about it. She's this sweetest little thing and I'm quite thankful that we were both given the same school to teach at.
Teaching. Will it narrow your mind? Confining yourself to the abyss of a cubicle, teaching from dusk till dawn (not exactly ONLY teaching but doing marking, etc), is it really worth it? Seeing how teachers work so very hard I think if they do not have the passion and the heart to see their students improve and do better in school, they would not have stayed in the service. Having tasted and more than that, been immersed in a school for close to nine weeks now, I still don't know if this is what I want to do for the rest of my life. Do I want to be holed up in school focusing on my students and their As, Bs and Cs? Then again, if I weren't in a school teaching I'll be running the rat race, looking for cheese and increasingly getting greedier and seeking even bigger chunks of cheese. What is it that I want? Why can't somebody provide me with the answers to the questions that have been at the back of my head, waiting for a chance to pop out and to be asked.
“some people feel like they don't deserve love. they walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It's that easy, and that hard.”
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