Last Day.

Today is my last day at work.

Frankly I don't know how am I feeling. It is a state of confusion, as I would put it. I mean I am happy that I don't have to wake up at 5.30am anymore. I don't have to rush back from Sangae and go to sleep immediately. I don't have to be screwed by mum that I am always coming back home late despite knowing that I have to work the next day.

On the other hand, I feel sad. I mean, I love teaching. It is the job that never fails to brighten up my life at any juncture. In fact, it has made me to forget about all those "past" incidents and to move on. I am very thankful for that. I thought GOD has given up hope on me when I was in the worst condition. I guess, when he gave me this job, it was mainly to help me. HE loves me ya *winks* I will miss all these buggars here. When I stepped into the school early in the morning, I had few of them who I had barely spoken to, asking me whether its my last day at school. When I answered saying yes, all of them had to ask the same question, "why??" Funny dudes. I will miss teaching history. I will miss the history homeroom. I will miss looking at all those historical propaganda posters from the past. I will miss Rosie ( the German lady on the poster during Hitler's time). I will miss the white board markers. I will miss sitting at the cosy bay with a cup of hot Milo and reading newspapers. I will miss the staff room and most importantly I will miss sitting beside Mr Ong and Mdm Sumiate and all those talking crap and "training Viknesh into a teacher" sessions.

Hmm, actually I think I am feeling sad more than happy after seeing my entry.

Anyway, life has to go on ya.

And it goes on.