2 more weeks to go before my March break!! ^^ Hahah… not gonna complain about working because I’d been complaining about being unemployed for more than 6 months.. so now yeah.. it’s the joy of looking forward to breaks and holidays.. LOL.
Well, I’ve finally gotten my timetable! Teaching 8 classes and a total of 8 subjects if PJ and PK could be counted as two subjects. The funny thing is, I teach Class 2M PK and 2B PJ, and I guess 2 other teachers take on the former’s PJ and the latter’s PK. So strange. But ahhh it’s elective so it’s OK.. I’m taking two core subjects, English and Math, and the rest are electives! Ranging from Music (I’m so dead) to KH (Speechless!! They’re learning about transistors and LED and the terms in Chinese too! Someone please just shoot me dead x.x) and I guess I just have to try my very best and nothing else…. And that’s 31 periods in all! Not mentioning the extra classes every Tuesday and Thursday and the monthly co-curricular activity… ahh well some schools are worse.. so nothing to grumble bout.
I don’t know why the moment I got my timetable it gave me a real sense of belonging in the school. Hahaha ridiculous but true story. Perhaps I’ve had enough of feeling the eyes of the others on my back (coz I’m sitting right at the 1st table in the staffroom!!! Bad choice~) for 2 weeks… their unspoken dissatisfaction of us being so free…. and the way they made known their discontent by constantly asking when the new timetable’d be out. So when I got mine, it was like we’re all suddenly equal… and I no longer have to tiptoe in and out the staffroom making coffee or buying lunch because every move I make would be on the watch.
And other responsibilities come as well, like being a traffic police on Tuesdays after school (I thought that’s the school janitor’s job!!) leading all the kids cross the road like a mother hen with her chicks… library teacher… and perhaps more to come…
And ‘other responsibilities’ include attending social functions like some pemimpin-rakyat CNY dinner.. ==
Turned out it’s some pre-election activity. ==!!!
And tadaa here’s my housemate, Jane.
I remember feeling over-dressed that day, even though it was like some plainest outfit I wore back in Kch.. coz most of my colleagues just came in T-shirts and jeans.. ahhh small town! I guess staying here for long = no shopping needed… GOOD, save money. 0.O Oh God, You know I’m deprived of my shopping sprees!
Speaking of which, I’m so broke now! It’s funny how I could spend less than RM50 per week in Saratok, but when I get to Sibu during weekends, the cash seems to be flowing out in hundreds!! God knows what a spendthrift I am! I mean seriously, what could you spend in a place like Sibu? Ah well I don’t mean it that way, but it’s just like in Kuching where megamalls do not really exist, and I didn’t splurge on new clothes either! It’s always on food and stationery and groceries only and how they ended up in hundreds really I don’t know!
Perhaps it’s the shopaholic in me unleashed in Sibu because there is really no place to so-called shop in Saratok. I couldn’t find.. or rather, they don’t sell refrigerated butter in Everise.. so I guess people here dont like butter…? o.O I heard even the families here drive hours to Sibu or Kuching to spend their weekend. Simply amazing.
I’m supposed to save more in Sibu because here we don’t usually eat out except for our routine Kampua breakfast opposite Louby’s primary school, where his mom’s teaching. The tauke and taukenio have watched him grow from a small boy to such a size now hahah… And you could guess how it was the first time. == You could practically feel eyes on you the whole time, or rather, they just stole constant glances out of the corner of their eyes while acting all good-natured. But thank God now that I visit so FREQUENTLY, awkwardness has faded much and I guess I’m no longer an alien with three eyes and six legs that captures so much attention from the others.
Staying at his place is akin to another life challenge for me (not exaggerating ok) where ‘tests’ are inevitable. Now don’t get me wrong. His parents and sister are wonderful people.. Amiable, extremely hospitable, generous… and the best thing is they don’t exactly treat me like a guest (like how we usually stop our guests from doing the dishes and shoo them to the living room to watch TV) and that makes me feel so much at ease… but the stress and pressure is undeniably there… like… you just hope you could be in their good book and have a fantastic relationship with them like those Western stories you hear… problem is I’ve heard more of troubled (Asian) mother-daughter-in-law stories so much that they freak me out. 
Okay pause. Yea I know perhaps my mind’s really wandered too far into the future. And we’re not close to planning a wedding or wad.. but it’s a relationship which I truly value and hope for a shared future together. So everything the parents say literally weigh something… to me. It’s like a little word of affirmation could send me on cloud nine and a disapproving expression (probably unintentional) would make me go wondering if I’ve earned less than a Pass in their ‘checklist’.
Ahh sigh.. yes I know I know… I’m overacting and overthinking and giving myself pressure. I guess I just so desperately want a good start so that things could be easier in the future. Signs of low self esteem… hahaha
Okay let’s just forget it for the time being.. I’ll find a church to settle down in Saratok and perhaps that’ll reduce my stress in the future.. hahaha… let’s dig out some pictures……..
Our Valentine’s cum 5th year was on a Tuesday.. so we made a deal to see each other in Sibu the following weekend. I never expected to celebrate any Valentine’s or anniversary in Sibu before hahahah… It just never occurred in my mind it’d become our most frequent meeting point at this phase of our life. o.O
Tried Cafe Cafe because most Sibu-an food pages gave such high recommendations…
The ambience was good…
We ordered a lamb chop and a turkey ham salad for sharing because we heard the portion was huge.
Turned out that the veggie portion was huge. We didnt know there’s salad veggie for the lamb chop too. We ended up finishing two piles of veggie.. I had no problem going to the bathroom the next day.
Plus the healthy juices we ordered, but none compared to the homemade ones I’m having on weekends I drop by in Sibu.
Not this weekend, unfortunately… less ‘ “future-in-law” stress’ (LOL) but also means not seeing him.
I’m counting down..
17 days….
But 12 more days to happiness.
March holiday I *heart* you!
But I *heart* you more. :”)
Nah I don’t care dy… I’m showing others something ‘explicit’ of us. 
i remembered your parents being traffic police in pri sch! hehe.
glad to hear most things are settling down well. =)
my parents did that!!? OMG hahahah okay okay no more complaints then.
how are u doing? only coming back in Dec?
Yeap. I think you were happily having lunch in the staff room perhaps? Hehe.
I’ve been good. Ya most prob only gg back to kch end of the year. See how things go with working next year.
don come back so fast ok.. lemme visit melbourne first hahah.. hahaha and yaya i’m getting the hang of being a traffic police… an efficient one w/o the STOP sign! =)