Bittersweet

Hello darlings!
How are we all today? I'm pretty good if you're asking which you're probably not.

Today was my last day of Work Experience which is I guess a bittersweet kind of thing. Bitter because I have to leave all the lovely kids and sweet because I've gained so much from the experience. Seriously, I would happily just work there for another week or forever. It's such a lovely job, I think it really is an underrated job. Most people think that working with young children is all fun and games but what do you do when the kids aren't happy and don't want to get a long? You have to keep using different strategies to get them to listen to you without ever losing your patience and using a clear, firm tone and you have to explain to them properly in words they understand. I spent at least 20 minutes trying to convince a boy to wheel his bike to the shed because it was pack-up time. I tried absolutely everything; I asked him if he wanted to go home and he said no, I asked him if he wanted to see his mummy and daddy and to do that he had to put away his bike and he said no, he kept repeating "I want to ride it." Finally, another kid said "Do you want to come to my house?" and he actually said "Yes" and put his bike away. So, I think that little boy could be a potential kindergarten teacher.

I had such a fantastic day today, there are so many memories that I'll always remember until when I'm 80. There was a boy today who sang the Hi-5 theme song with me and every time the word 'Hi-5' came on, he would Hi-5 me. He then proceeded to sing "Ready or Not" with me as we were completing a 123 piece puzzle. There was a little boy who learnt how to swing on the swing himself and he didn't even know it. I was actually only pretending to push him because if he went any higher, he would hurt himself. There was another little boy whose patience levels increased throughout the week. When I met him on Tuesday, he would fight over the toys and wouldn't share, when I was playing with him today, he was waiting for his turn oh so patiently and it almost made me cry happy tears. So in summary: I love kids. They're all so clever and they don't even know it. I mean, these kids were doing 123 piece puzzles, I could not manage that shit when I was four.

I just finished all their thank you/I'll always remember letters to each kid and I'm going to mail it to them because there was this boy who checks the mail box every day and I think he'll enjoy mail actually getting addressed to him. :)

Welp, it's Doomsday tomorrow. Ughh. Haven't even touched my piano exam songs and I'm only halfway through the script of my Vietnamese oral tomorrow. Oh well.

Good bye deary pies! Love you! :D

MAARY.

First proper blog post of the week

Greeting my fellow companions! (hahhahaha, cough cough, as if she has friends) How are we all today? I hope you are all swell because I am not. I am anything but swell at the moment, my head wants to bang itself against a wall because I cannot take all this studying anymore. :( But oh well, life is life and in times like this, it sucks cheeseballs.

If you're wondering why having a picture of a packaged "Cupp Keyk" is a hint to the rest of my day. It's because that little cupp keyk package made my day. It's actually a yam flavoured filopino cupcake that is prounouced 'ooh-beh' according to my sources (Natasha, you better be right about this). And my goodness, that shit was good. I know yam flavoured, who would've thought that would be the solution to all my *emotional dietary needs.

Anywho, today I finally did my English oral in which I'm pretty sure I stumbled on half the words I was saying. And I swear it was probably the most cliche piece of literature that I have ever written. Seriously, man, it was bad. Half of it sounded like I was confessing my love to the animals on Animal Farm and the other half made me sound like some crazy idealist kid (in other words, me) but I'm supposed to be Mr. Jones!

Then I had to do my Science test....DUN DUN DUN DUN.I FAILED THAT THING 5 TIMES OVER. I swear to all the gods and goddesses and divine spirits and all that wonderful jazz that I did not understand jackshiteballs on that test. I swear, for half the questions, i was tempted to go look for their definitions in the dictionary. :'( My goodness, I wanted to cry during that entire test because it was so damn hard. :((( But you know what? If/When I get my marks back and they are horrendous, I will study my butt off to get a decent grade for my exam. (Yeah, sure)

Well, I got home from school and just crashed on my bed until 10 o' clock, so in truth, I've only been awake for an hour and a half which means more studying time for me. (UM HELL NO) I DON'T WANT TO STUDYYYY, I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE. I'm going to live in a cardboard box, no wait, that's a bit of a stretch with the way I'm going, I'm going to live in newspaper fort when I grow up and just yeah. Alright, a little bit off track now.

I'm gonna go to sleep now because I need my energy for doomsday number 798367493475783465.

LOVE YOU ALL! GOOD LUCK ON WHATEVER YOU NEED LUCK ON! ESPECIALLY TO YOU TASH AND KIM, STUDY HARD MY LOVES! :D

MAARY.