For the longest time in weeks, on friday, I was superbly elated that “Thank God It’s Friday!” has arrived. I heard the bell ring and my heart skipped with joy. So many things happened in the course of the week that made me feel grateful and happy!

Last week, Saturday, Mel and I went to our weekly gym routine with a twist. after the gym training we rode our bikes from east coast all the way to changi beach! We rode till our legs hurt, but nevertheless it was fun!

Before we embarked on the never-ending road.
Biking buddies.

The never-ending road. (no turning back)

I was glad I was with Mel, because we encouraged each other all the way, though we were half-dead when we reached and realised that we would be fully dead because we had to ride all the way back. Kudos to more cycling trips! we have officially rode to the ends of east coast park

Teaching in KC, is something I want to be grateful for. Though there were many times i felt like giving up! Because it took away freedom to do the things I really want to do: like being unemployed so that I could complete all my exercise circuits or my cardio workout which I left not doing except towards the end of the week! or like bumming around at home and watching tv. But I couldn’t be more grateful for this opportunity, because it made me realise that I cannot do anything without an opportunity cost. If I want to do something, then I would have to give up doing another thing- no more “I want to do everything”. And, it also showed me how difficult teaching was as a profession. The time and effort given to just plan a lesson suitable for the girls could kill me. More than that, I realised how difficult it was to build a personal relationship with the girls. I wonder to myself: how i’d balance between being pure strict and no-nonsense and tampering that with friendliness as well as love.

I’m grateful for friendly colleagues who’d strike a conversation with me. or who’d simply give a smile. Despite that, I still feel horribly lonely sometimes, well, It’s different. For once, I love being lonely. Getting to do my own thing in the staff room and laughing (to myself, cos everyone else is just too busy doing their own thing) at the things happening around me when I’m in my own staff cubicle. And thank God for Mrs Lim! who sits just right next to me, she makes me happy everytime I go to school.

Oh-kay, I’m all set for another week of school.

Maybe as I’m reading Vaughan Robert’s “Distinctives” (my newest favourite book), I should also think about how can I be different in an indifferent world. Now as I think about it, working life (in time to come) would be like relief-teaching in school. If I do not consciously think about ways that I can stand up for what I believe in or make a difference, I’d just be letting time waste by. I’d never leave a legacy, ever. So maybe I should start thinking now, to think of ways to make a difference. And maybe, I should begin with the way I teach… Hmm.

Oh yes, and thank God for a social life

For friends who’d listen to me complain or mixed complaints with gratefulness. Over, yummy food

Sorry no Human Photos, cause’ mel took all the human photos. Hahaha. But well good fellowship always occurs over yummy food. especially good zichar at siglap!

There are always always, things to be grateful for, cause’ the God I believe in is a good God. Who gives and takes away as He pleases, Who teaches at the right opportunity through experiences, Who provides just enough, but more important, Who cares.