i've lost my mojo

“Datuk dan nenek saya adalah orang yang paling hodoh yang pernah saya lihat.”

No no…that wasn’t the Dr Jekyll side of me of me speaking. It was a line from a sec 1 boy’s karangan deskriptif on a visit to his grandparents’ kampong, which has the dirtiest environment and poorest people ‘yang pernah saya lihat’. And no, it didn’t happily end with him learning to see beyond his surrounding. He left it with as much disdain as when he first stepped foot into it.

 *shudder*

And so I finally ended my stint of relief teaching. The final week was back at nest to my alma mater where I also taught for 4 years till 2005. this time it was English,  and the Sec 5N class which I took was the very same one I taught IPW to when they were in Sec 2. so it was a nice “Hey Mdm K, you’re back!”

It was nice to be back among former colleagues, but it was also enough to remind me why I left in the first place. It was post-PB period and with the new scheme and all… wah betul2 OKB cikgu-cikgi sekarang eh? J I’ve been asked a couple of times by some people, “tak nak join balik teaching ke? lumayan.” Errrrr….*ahaks*….if I can ever get past all the urgh stuff which drove me away in the first place.

Eh? I forgot what else it was that I was going to write about. This placenta brain thing that I’m suffering from has left me with little inspiration to do much. I’m about 3 weeks from my due date and I’m at that stage where I wish it’d come sooner rather than later.

For now I guess I’ll go kick my butt to kickstart my nesting instinct – have not prepared anything for the arrival – cot belum pasang and baju belum basuh…