Yeah… I’ve been rather tardy in getting this up. Let’s see…….
My birthday celebrations started early. I had been going over to Alexia’s place on a regular basis to help with his toy packing. We had almost finished up the bulk of the packing, and decided to head home as it was getting late and I didn’t sleep very well the night before. I had already asked him for one of his sharks and he agreed to let me have it, and then when I stepped out of the gate, Alexia asked me to hold on, and he passed me another box wrapped up. Whilst on my way home, I had already figured out what was inside the wrapped box. Soon, I spotted a huge smile. It contained another toy and 2 other drawings he did and printed on photographs. It wasn’t because of the toy he gave me, but it was the huge successful bluff he pulled off, and the effort he put in to make it all happen. Earlier, I offered to quickly sort through his remnants of toys in boxes, but he insisted that it was okay. The wrapped gift was supposed to be in one of the boxes. He also knew I’d get very curious if I did not see it when I expected it to be there, spoiling the surprise. So, he called my bluff and showed me another box. He managed to hide the nervousness very well too. It wasn’t very elaborate overall, but that’s one birthday surprise I will always want to remember.
I also had another awesome gift art from Silverfox. Popper and shark cake FTW.
Friday was dinner with 4 of my good friends, one of them whose birthday was just days before mine. We went to a restaurant which allowed us to doodle on the tables. It was fun.
Saturday was the day of the barbeque. Whole bunch of furs visited from neighbouring Malaysia and the event itself had even more furs. Nothing elaborate, good times were had. Signage on a 48” beach ball and barbequed eggplants were an unexpected success.
The actual birthday was on Sunday. Thank you all there for gracing the event.
I am really glad my 27th birthday is so memorable. Did I mention 27 is my favourite number too?
Shoutout to those who remembered my birthday and gave me wishes: Brother, Suzanne, Hanrong, Esther, and Elena, and Junquan
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Coming back for a visit
Yeah, I know this blog's been pretty bare recently. I don't find very much to put on here anyway. I could talk a lot about my other side of life for me.... but nah~ ;)
I got out of my contract school as of 2010. I made it to NIE despite immense pressure, so it's all good. I really appreciated all the relatively more free time that I'm having in NIE. I just hate all the deadlines for assignments.
I just received my posting for my practicum and final school. I don't really know. I might have slipped into (mild?) depression after finding out. Lots of things have been said about it, and I'm not too crazy about going there either. Anyway, that aside. I think God spoke to me today in regards to this situation.
After screwing up my microteaching big time (I don't really care about how badly I did anyway), I casually told my tutor about my posting and how unsettled I was. A fellow classmate came up to me and said the school wasn't too bad at all. She also gave me tips to cope, not that I really needed those tips, but it gave me a glimmer of hope at least.
Then I felt a little lazy taking public transport back, so I decided to hop into a cab. I told the cab driver I was posted to that school. Guess what? My cab driver was from that school too! He then went on to talk about aspects of teaching as a career, and the lifestyle (his wife is one), which I had forgotten.
All in all, it was kinda sobering and I thank God for these small insignificant events. I don't really understand it either. I thought I was more resilient than this - to be defeated by something so minor as a school's posting. But somehow, I still let it get to me. Part of me is kicking myself for being so weak, the other side of me is just sitting back and taking it all in that God chose to intervene in my weakness, putting me back on the right track. Perhaps, this is another confirmation that He really wants me in this line of work.
I should really be better than this. But I suppose no matter how hard I try with my own effort, something somewhere sometime will give, and I have to look up to call for help, and He will answer.
Thank You God.
Love,
Mattathias
I got out of my contract school as of 2010. I made it to NIE despite immense pressure, so it's all good. I really appreciated all the relatively more free time that I'm having in NIE. I just hate all the deadlines for assignments.
I just received my posting for my practicum and final school. I don't really know. I might have slipped into (mild?) depression after finding out. Lots of things have been said about it, and I'm not too crazy about going there either. Anyway, that aside. I think God spoke to me today in regards to this situation.
After screwing up my microteaching big time (I don't really care about how badly I did anyway), I casually told my tutor about my posting and how unsettled I was. A fellow classmate came up to me and said the school wasn't too bad at all. She also gave me tips to cope, not that I really needed those tips, but it gave me a glimmer of hope at least.
Then I felt a little lazy taking public transport back, so I decided to hop into a cab. I told the cab driver I was posted to that school. Guess what? My cab driver was from that school too! He then went on to talk about aspects of teaching as a career, and the lifestyle (his wife is one), which I had forgotten.
All in all, it was kinda sobering and I thank God for these small insignificant events. I don't really understand it either. I thought I was more resilient than this - to be defeated by something so minor as a school's posting. But somehow, I still let it get to me. Part of me is kicking myself for being so weak, the other side of me is just sitting back and taking it all in that God chose to intervene in my weakness, putting me back on the right track. Perhaps, this is another confirmation that He really wants me in this line of work.
I should really be better than this. But I suppose no matter how hard I try with my own effort, something somewhere sometime will give, and I have to look up to call for help, and He will answer.
Thank You God.
Love,
Mattathias
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