Can I do a little money dance? And just say that I can finally think less about money for the next few months. Thank you preschool supervisors, for thinking I am worth it. :)
Truly truly appreciate it.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Pet Peeve #4
I looked back at my previous blog posts.. and realized that I have already mentioned 3 of my pet peeves.. triggered of course by situations requiring me to 'stand' those pet peeves. Adding Pet Peeve #4 to the list:
Cleaning up other people's messes. Can't stand it.
My roommate left the bathroom in a mess for me to clean up while she's gone over the weekend. Water all over the floor by the bathtub, soaked with a towel just left on the floor haphazardly. Soaking wet bathrug just hanging half into the bathtub, half on the floor. Plastic drawer set moved to block the toilet bowl. And all the cleaning supplies moved to block the sink. Oh, and that's not all... Damp clothing, in the middle of the floor of the bathroom! With dirty socks and underwear within the pile. UGH!
I DO NOT like cleaning other people's messes. Especially if I am put in the situation where I am forced to clean up the mess. It's not like I can maneuver around the drawers to pee.. Or use the bathtub with the wet rub just hanging like that.. Plus its super not appealing to have dirty clothing that's NOT MINE lying in the middle of the bathroom floor.
It's Annoying as hell.
1 Roommate left for winter break.. and the one talked about above will be back tomorrow. Spring cleaned the apartment today to my standards. Wiped down the kitchen counters, bought dish machine detergent to clean out the dish machine, vacuumed the floor (to my standard), and cleaned my room of crap papers and documents. All's good now. I think in the future, I would really like an apartment that is clean or dirty by my standards, and my standards only.
Cleaning up other people's messes. Can't stand it.
My roommate left the bathroom in a mess for me to clean up while she's gone over the weekend. Water all over the floor by the bathtub, soaked with a towel just left on the floor haphazardly. Soaking wet bathrug just hanging half into the bathtub, half on the floor. Plastic drawer set moved to block the toilet bowl. And all the cleaning supplies moved to block the sink. Oh, and that's not all... Damp clothing, in the middle of the floor of the bathroom! With dirty socks and underwear within the pile. UGH!
I DO NOT like cleaning other people's messes. Especially if I am put in the situation where I am forced to clean up the mess. It's not like I can maneuver around the drawers to pee.. Or use the bathtub with the wet rub just hanging like that.. Plus its super not appealing to have dirty clothing that's NOT MINE lying in the middle of the bathroom floor.
It's Annoying as hell.
1 Roommate left for winter break.. and the one talked about above will be back tomorrow. Spring cleaned the apartment today to my standards. Wiped down the kitchen counters, bought dish machine detergent to clean out the dish machine, vacuumed the floor (to my standard), and cleaned my room of crap papers and documents. All's good now. I think in the future, I would really like an apartment that is clean or dirty by my standards, and my standards only.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
This Holiday Season
It's that time of the year again. The time when I usually miss my family the most. Well, the time other than Chinese New Year when I miss my family the most. Christmas...! 8 days away. Just 8 days. This Christmas, it'll be a new friend, Shao Fern, the bro and I.. and the Baldy family. :) Texted my dad to say that I'm homesick. And got a reply back saying I should be thankful, and not complain. And he decided it would be okay to make me jealous and slobbery over a new chicken rice place that he found... One of the simple things in Malaysian life... Chicken Rice. That, and Duck rice. Man, I miss the food at home. But hey, Baldy family Christmas coming right up! It'll be a good one!
The weather hasn't exactly been winter-y. Usually by now, it should already be snowing and freezing cold. But somehow, winter hasn't really seemed to arrive yet. Yeah, it's kinda snowed twice. But after that and between those two snowfalls, seems like Jack Frost is on vacation or something. Not that I'm complaining about the mild winter. I just get worried about global warming every time I step out of the house and get surprised by the lack of chill there is outside.
This semester is probably one of the best semesters of my grad school career. Now I totally understand why people use the phrase 'grad school career'. Because it really is a career. At least my program is. It's not just as simple as study study and take exams and be done. It's more like study study, clinic clinic, reports reports, research research, exams exams, final reports final reports, meetings meetings, TA work TA work... and then just when we thought we were done.. Comps Comps Comps Comps. All in all though, this semester was great because of preschool. My experience at the preschool really has created doubts in my mind of whether I want to work with adults or kids. Darn it! Or as one of my 3-year-old girls would say "Damn it!" "What the heecckkk!" :D Those kids really made me smile. They really made my Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Watching them grow and learn so much in the span of 5 months have been amazing. I learned so much at the preschool. From potty training, to language stimulating.. to time outs... to disciplining (the American way, no rotan involved)... changing the environment to get appropriate behavior, dealing with tantrums and to singing children songs, to making popcorn, peanut butter playdoh and applesauce.. I had an awesome time. Giving hugs to the two girls, and telling the parents that their kids would have another special teacher next semester was heartbreaking for me. Totally gonna miss them. A career down the kids path... maybe?
The weather hasn't exactly been winter-y. Usually by now, it should already be snowing and freezing cold. But somehow, winter hasn't really seemed to arrive yet. Yeah, it's kinda snowed twice. But after that and between those two snowfalls, seems like Jack Frost is on vacation or something. Not that I'm complaining about the mild winter. I just get worried about global warming every time I step out of the house and get surprised by the lack of chill there is outside.
This semester is probably one of the best semesters of my grad school career. Now I totally understand why people use the phrase 'grad school career'. Because it really is a career. At least my program is. It's not just as simple as study study and take exams and be done. It's more like study study, clinic clinic, reports reports, research research, exams exams, final reports final reports, meetings meetings, TA work TA work... and then just when we thought we were done.. Comps Comps Comps Comps. All in all though, this semester was great because of preschool. My experience at the preschool really has created doubts in my mind of whether I want to work with adults or kids. Darn it! Or as one of my 3-year-old girls would say "Damn it!" "What the heecckkk!" :D Those kids really made me smile. They really made my Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Watching them grow and learn so much in the span of 5 months have been amazing. I learned so much at the preschool. From potty training, to language stimulating.. to time outs... to disciplining (the American way, no rotan involved)... changing the environment to get appropriate behavior, dealing with tantrums and to singing children songs, to making popcorn, peanut butter playdoh and applesauce.. I had an awesome time. Giving hugs to the two girls, and telling the parents that their kids would have another special teacher next semester was heartbreaking for me. Totally gonna miss them. A career down the kids path... maybe?
Almost.. almost...
Blogging seems to be a thing of the past for me. How sad is that? Life has had its interesting moments.. blogging material worthy too.. but, business of grad school just totally took blogging away from me.
Gaah, who am I kidding. I could have always blogged after a 7-6pm day.. that is after I'm done with either reading research articles, writing reports, planning client sessions or finishing assignments.... I'm not even gonna keep going on about grad school. Since my 4th semester is done and over with! Yes, peeps. I'm done with my 4th semester of grad school. When I first started, seemed like this time would never come. But turns out it has. That's the good thing about time. It does pass, no matter how difficult a situation you're in, it does pass. That is if you work hard, and do what you can to get past that time. Anyway, I'm not supposed to be on full-break mode though. According to grad school, winter break is supposed to be a time to complete Comp exams. 4 essays, based on 4 previously taken grad school classes. Made an assprint on my couch yesterday, trying to start one. Need I even say, that I failed? Not only did I fail to start, I failed to even choose questions that could potentially help me get a passable grade. So, of course. I had a major freakout moment on my couch. And of course, I had to go rant about it to the Facebook world.. and OF COURSE, the superwoman, over-achieving girl in my program had to comment on facebook that she finished 1 comp essay in 2 hours, and that comps wasn't as bad as she expected. Way to go to make me feel bad. And so, I decided, to spend the rest of the night singing Karaoke (the Asian way) with program friends. Nothing like a night of singing with tambourines and cheesy karaoke videos featuring butts and kissing to cure a freakout moment. Also, helped me get a flashback to my childhood, when we sang songs like "Top of the World" and "Sukiyaki". Those two songs, always reminds me of being in my dad's car. And listening to (I think they were called) the latest NOW! music tapes.. Those songs were my favorite... and I remember singing them in the car so much, to and fro from my babysitter's to tuition. Those two songs, and of course The Cranberries' Zombie and Whitney Houston's Greatest Love of All. Daddy remember those songs? They always remind me of you. Anyway, totally digressing.
Went to campus today to turn in a final paper, and OF COURSE superwoman, over-achieving girl was there. And she finished 3 of her comp essays. That means she has 1 left. Just ONE!! Gaaaahhhhhh...
Now.. Operation Prevent Freakout Moment...
This year's Thanksgiving was spent in DC with my two lovely lifelines.. Joliana and Hui. Can never thank these two girls enough, for always always always answering my texts and calls. For always always always understanding me and my actions and my moods and the flicker of facial expressions more than even I do.. and of course, for knowing my thoughts even without me telling them. Needless to say, they're my family away from home.
Gaah, who am I kidding. I could have always blogged after a 7-6pm day.. that is after I'm done with either reading research articles, writing reports, planning client sessions or finishing assignments.... I'm not even gonna keep going on about grad school. Since my 4th semester is done and over with! Yes, peeps. I'm done with my 4th semester of grad school. When I first started, seemed like this time would never come. But turns out it has. That's the good thing about time. It does pass, no matter how difficult a situation you're in, it does pass. That is if you work hard, and do what you can to get past that time. Anyway, I'm not supposed to be on full-break mode though. According to grad school, winter break is supposed to be a time to complete Comp exams. 4 essays, based on 4 previously taken grad school classes. Made an assprint on my couch yesterday, trying to start one. Need I even say, that I failed? Not only did I fail to start, I failed to even choose questions that could potentially help me get a passable grade. So, of course. I had a major freakout moment on my couch. And of course, I had to go rant about it to the Facebook world.. and OF COURSE, the superwoman, over-achieving girl in my program had to comment on facebook that she finished 1 comp essay in 2 hours, and that comps wasn't as bad as she expected. Way to go to make me feel bad. And so, I decided, to spend the rest of the night singing Karaoke (the Asian way) with program friends. Nothing like a night of singing with tambourines and cheesy karaoke videos featuring butts and kissing to cure a freakout moment. Also, helped me get a flashback to my childhood, when we sang songs like "Top of the World" and "Sukiyaki". Those two songs, always reminds me of being in my dad's car. And listening to (I think they were called) the latest NOW! music tapes.. Those songs were my favorite... and I remember singing them in the car so much, to and fro from my babysitter's to tuition. Those two songs, and of course The Cranberries' Zombie and Whitney Houston's Greatest Love of All. Daddy remember those songs? They always remind me of you. Anyway, totally digressing.
Went to campus today to turn in a final paper, and OF COURSE superwoman, over-achieving girl was there. And she finished 3 of her comp essays. That means she has 1 left. Just ONE!! Gaaaahhhhhh...
Now.. Operation Prevent Freakout Moment...
This year's Thanksgiving was spent in DC with my two lovely lifelines.. Joliana and Hui. Can never thank these two girls enough, for always always always answering my texts and calls. For always always always understanding me and my actions and my moods and the flicker of facial expressions more than even I do.. and of course, for knowing my thoughts even without me telling them. Needless to say, they're my family away from home.
Cuddling.
Walking.
Eating.
Sunset-ing.
Dancing/Drinking.
Loving. <3
Sunday, December 4, 2011
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