the real heroes

It is very important that I tell you who my (real) heroes are today admist the crazyness of Star World’s HEROES press conference + interview with the cast. Pictures will be up in due time (Masi Oki is a complete geek! Ilike!) but it will have to take a backseat for now because today is the day we celebrate teacher’s day in Singapore. To the many who don’t really know how it works here on our island, teaching is hard. In fact it’s so damn hard, we always lose many good and excellent teachers along the way. As society here prides itself on efficiency + merit + allthatstuff, it can overtake the soul sometimes…so there you go.

In the past three years, I’ve taught the priviledged + prettywelloff kids. I’ve also had the greatest opportunity to be part of ghettoschools where the kids watch porn while you’re teaching, runawayfromgangsters, try to spill water over your white shirt, and come into class bleeding and battered. There’s something about the way they even struggle to live life that makes living (for me) so very real. And I am humbled.

While I have left the battlefields, there are many who still trudge tirelessly on, making friends, changing lives, making their classrooms as big as they possibly can. People whom I respect, love, and admire. In no particular order of preference or importance, I present to you my favourite superheroes who honestly DO change the world one step at a time.

happy teacher’s day to di, mom+dad, wennie, ruth, kaye, raph, evelynyeo/liang, mdmshanti, yvwee, seet, mrsteo. you’re an inspiration and the roles you play will always remind me to find life purposes wherever I go.

In celebration of teachersday, may I also take time to remember lifechanging moments again.
XX

Life Lessons
Working through the Chaos
I Have no Voice
Brain Like Cotton
And They Fling themselves against the Wall.

12P.M.
Life, as it is.
The Good, The Bad, The Ugly
Airconditioned Lessons

wentworth miller is _ _ _ ?

thank you, S, thank you for making my day wih an email about how mr.miller was caught in a car with another man who used to be TR Knight’s exboyfriend.

apparently, mr.miller and luke mcfarlene (his male companion) initially tried to avoid being photographed….

ohdearme. supersadsigh.

any takers?

No thanks to Fish, I have been craving for:

and

It’s been three days now. And I’m not sure where’s the best bahkuteh + pigstrotters (Deb thinks Melb’s portions as compared to singaporeservings is the cause of why im hungry allthetime now!). Ohdear.

I think I also don’t mind macspicy, favourite cold ramen!!, bubbletea, dried mango chips (from philippines). And malahotpot (for ron’s sake) – altho’ I haven’t tried it and haven’t a clue whatintheworld it is.

I think what might help is this – if I had a car.

I should learn to drive. Alongside a whole long list like: swimming (+/or) exercising.

get under the umberella

It’s raining at home. In fact, it’s been raining so much indoors that I can barely/rarely recognise the insides or dry land sometimes. Grandma has become an asylum seeker. She pops by eversofoten, when she can escape, because she’s homeless + familyfighting + money woes. There’s been a battling for power somuch that it’s becoming so super ridiculous, really. argh. pray pray pray for more love and a bigger heart.

It’s interesting what money can do to people.