Playing a monkey out!

Normally I don't eat at the school canteen (although I love the food choices) because I'm always determined to starve a bit whileeeeeeee so that later I can have my lunch at home. Wolfing down the plates or so whatever. My mom is a prominent and expert cook, of course her dishes will be craved first. Plus, home is always the safest place, so it's safe to consume mummy-food and it's HEALTHY.

But today, I was too hungry. If I don't eat at school, I really can't bring myself to teach Standard 5 Science. I need to stand in front to draw student's attention so that even they can't listen well at the back there, at least they can catch my lips (lips reading).

My best colleague here is 爱慧 (Ai Hui?). She was a former STPM student and she got exceedingly good results. We have many topics in common and I like her being realistic on her own and she got the personality! Being realistic her makes me realizes so many unseen truth; her realisticism is OK, at least she won't mislead me and I'm conscious at what people are trying to speak out to me. Sometime, even though I can't agree, I either tell the person honestly about my point of view, or just nod and smile at the person.

I guess in many ways, I'm just the youngest here. Youngest. Ai Hui can be a good friend of mine here simply because of our shortest age gap. Here, I'm not only the youngest at age, I'm also the youngest at face (I look too young with my baby face). Sums up: I'm the youngest. Even there's a temporary teacher like me, who works in the afternoon session, but is younger than me (at age), I still LOOK younger than her.

Good thing or bad thing?

It may be a good thing because when we travel in time, or, in the future, I will still look younger and radiant. The bad thing is...

I will get discriminated.

Like in my school, I couldn't bear myself to even SMILE at the indian clerk. She never respects temporary/ interim teacher. She only be smiling and laughing at REAL teachers. Once upon a time I spoke real politely to her, I was too innocent that I thought she's civilised and could speak nicely enough to me. Everything turned out to be, she's

extremely, remarkably, exceedingly, very veryyyyy RUDE.

She sounded too impatient to my courteous and civilised request. For a moment I thought.. "gotohell, blimey".   And the other bad thing is, when you go to a restaurant, the waitress won't serve you first although you've waited so long. My father once told me it's no use because they won't scare of a teenager, then he asked the waitress fiercely for the food which was not yet to be served, then only the waitress diam-diam served us.

In this society, face it : 欺善怕恶。

If first look, you know I were a rebellious teen, who looks inappropriate and no-manner, I guess the waitress will serve me first instead of keeping me waiting? Nahhh I really dunno, it's so of the typical Malaysian workers' attitude.

Back to the veryyyyy first topic... so I had my lunch at school, and guess what. It made me shouted so softly yet controlling: when I was eating my maggi mee SOUP, a bird's "newly-baked" and fluid form of faeces just dropped from high above the ceiling to my index finger. The shit is in greenish white color. SHIT!! How could it happen to me??? I just stopped eating and throw all the maggi mee soup and nuggets away. The bird must be kidding me.It must be playing a monkey out of me. Gosh

So after school, I leaded my Science students (Standard 5) to the front gate and during our way... I talked to a boy

"Heyyy you forgot to zip your trousers."
He looked hastily down and when he was going to zip...
"April fool hahaha"

and I just walked away.