with candy coated prison bars,

cause on and on and on he goes
dancing on the grave
of what he thought was still alive
and on and on and on he goes
dancing in mansions made of twigs
and castles made of sand

wooo. hello world. i screwed my music and movement lesson plan. haha. it was so bad my mentor didn't wanna mark it. is best. oh well. scared for next week man.

today janey sha and i met for project work. and we somehow started talking about our attachment and all. and omg. i didn't think anyone else was feeling the same way as me. it's as if we're having a midpolylife crisis. like, we start to wonder the reasons we chose this course. if it's the right thing for us? i don't know about them, but for me it's like zomg tiring ttm. like really. then today philip was showing us pictures of the learning corners we're supposed to set up. and zomg i dayum stressed now. seriously. the amount of work and effort put in.

i can't believe childcare teachers get one of the lowest pay in the market. like seriously. think about all the hard work and effort, the time and the sweat put in. especially those teachers who really make an effort ot do up the place, really make everything the most enjoyable for children. and these are the people shaping our future generation, and they get like 1000 plus a month? for the shit work they do? coming in at 7 in the morning and only leaving at 7 at night. look after all their needs, showering them, feeding them, cleaning up after them. teaching them, giving them the basic foundation for primary school. why is it that they're given so little? just cos the education isn't complicated? just cos it's the kinda 1 + 1 thing? and making sure that each child is safe. imagine walking into a place everyday, where 20 little lives are thrust in your hands for the next 12 hours. you think it's easy? you think it's so damn bloody easy?

sorry, just kinda really need to rant right now. funny, cos not many people would actually understand.

zomg scary shizz, i definitely do not want to be a childcare teacher. i cannot imagine myself waking up at the crack of dawn every single day, facing 20 temperamental kids and having to deal with other teachers and parents. zomg. how am i gonna survive the attachment in year 3? zomg. really makes me wonder if i'm cut out for this. nice feeling to have: having gone through 1 1/2 years in this course and then your mind starts to work in overdrive thinking if you're cut out for this course. is best.


woo, michael buble, imma like this song

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one i see
V is very very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore

and love is all that i can give to you
love is more than just a game for two
two in love can make it
take my heart but please don't break it
love was made for me and you

so yeah. ITBD got cancelled tomorrow cos she's sick, AGAIN, which means gotta make up. AGAIN. troublesome know. janey was like messaging me and said she should jsut change her job to a cleaner or something, whole absent, then damn lazy. HAHAHAHAHA.

eeeyikes. i wanna do really well for this sem. but, sigh. doubt so. i only hope i can maintain my gpa. if not.... DIE. DEATH. EVERYTHING GONE. oh brother.

okay, gotta wake up shit early tomorrow. I DIE ZOMG. sleepy shizz.

makes my spine tingle
makes my heart go woooo
it's like the most comfortable thing on earth
like the most perfect fit
unstoppable perhaps?

i may not have the softest touch
i may not say the words as such
and though i may not look like much, i'm yours

and though my edges may be rough
i never feel i'm quite enough
it may not seem like very much but i'm yours



wooo, the script, nice.





GOOOOOOOODNIGHT.