heard a lot of talking from a lot of people yesterday... I know my friends care... Apparently,teachers care too. Triple L is starting to get into me. I grow lots of respect towards Triple L. She's a good teacher. A great teacher in fact. Just this one year students just didn't respect her? rite...... awkward... Mr. chelli is a cool man.. he deserve that good post as the P.K HEM of our school after all he been through. we see teachers as respectable grown ups who knows everything. they're all actually as naughty as the students themselves.. they still gossip, fool around, talk bout sex, watch porn, tease each other.... they're just making up rules to make an illusion of a higher level of humanity to sudents?? no matter how high our pangkat is, every1 is the same to me...
Now, about me i dont know where i am now. nobody can tell me where i am. i just have to figure out a way to get back on track. if u ever heard of te road not taken poem, i've taken a path. now i'm off a path into a way where there's no path. n i'm kinda lost. i saw my path now n i'm going back into it. i wonder if there's any air tracks....
today's deepavali, interesting...its been a long time since i've celebrated deepavali with my indian relatives. i miss eating uncle tamil's mom cooking.. the mutton curry, indian bred thing, the lamb ribs curry... (drool....)
claerly i'm hungry.. i'm gonna go eat now.. til next time.... peace..
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