It's my third day of work at Little Schoolhouse International at-the-hub today.
And I'm really glad that my supervisor isn't THAT strict and demanding as I once thought.
The air-condition was brr.. cold and I felt as if my lens are drying up in my eyes. Sounds gross aye. :/ Am now working from 8 to 4 there & 4.30 to 7 at YWCA.
One word to sum everything: DOG-TIRED. ):

A brief introduction:
- Teacher Hui Yun (yes, I resumed that name back instead of Miss Chiam back at YWCA)
- Main/Form/English teacher of N2
- Currently having 4 little angels who are all BOYS. (bet you guys can imagine how firm, strict & how much I had to raise my voice) Nah, kidding. Don't worry, I'm a nice, sweet, caring teacher alright! :D

The centre doesn't have any intake of the kindergartens (k1s & k2s) YET. Soon to open!
The teachers are all not so bad.
The N1 form teacher's graduated from np, turning 20.
The aunties there are damn damn nice.
There was a GUY who's attached to our centre. (woo, RARE-ness)

And if you guys wanna know about my previous job @ YWCA, yes, am going back there to fulfill remaining attachment hours and as a relief teacher till end June. I'll start work officially on 1st July at LSH. (:

Sunday

Pepper-luched with my beloved brothers and sisters in-christ before choir.
We had a massive 'photo-taking' session after that. Pictures on previous post. Enjoy viewing them.

Headed to NAN XIANG, some chicken rice stall at Novena Square 1 (i think) opened by Sam's parents. It's a must to go there to try okay! GO, NOW. There'll be this cute-looking but naughty Shaun. Just see what he did to Sam's tongue.




Clearly pissed off face

So, Sam, Kevin and I provided some super good free service by serving customers and washing dishes. We stayed on till quite late at night and I almost drop dead by the time Kevin sent me home. Once again, thanks Kevin, and to Sam, please DO NOT allow outsiders to use your msn to chat with me. Tsk tsk. -stares.

My beloved pillow's calling out for me to cuddle it already. Goodnight world, sugary dreams.

Joke of the day (well, maybe night) :


Some expensive flies from France