Tomorrow is the dreaded, day of my life. It's actually not a dreaded day really, normally it's the day of the month where majority of workers are very happy because that is the day they'll get to be paid. Why am I scared about this whereas I should be happy?!!
I'm afraid that my past few weeks performance might affect the number of *ehem* money that I'll earn tomorrow. I know, I now. I'm not supposed to be a bit gibberish. I'm not yet signing any contract, and during the almost two weeks I didn't get to teach those two scalawags I mean students properly, not to mention that my boss gets to see that almost twice or thrice a week. *Sigh* what future awaits me tomorrow? Am I gonna get that "talk" from him? Or from our head teacher? Makes me not to love tomorrow...
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This is out of my first topic, but anyway, this past few days, or I just found out last week, but didn't mind it at first, but now when I saw it again it made me think deeply. I'm talking about ants crawling around my socks. Yeah, heck it's weird, I mean, I've got *ehem* personal problems regarding with my feet, I can't believe they are attracted to it?! Does it had to do with my blood sugar or something? I don't even know if its related to my feet problems, but I just can't control my curiosity over this critters crawling around my feet. It stinks, jeez, I don't know ants like stinks too, I thought they're only after sweets. Whatever, tomorrow or whatever day it is I'll need to buy foot powder, fungal cream, new shoes, etc. just to get rid of this pesky feet prob.
Ciao!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Dream on
I'm feeling so...happy today. Dunno, why. I'm almost dirt poor with measly a hundred bucks in my pocket yet I'm feeling so happy. Well, why? Guess you really don't know where to see happiness, it may be on things you don't expected it to be. *grins*
I'm tired of ranting today, I want to enjoy this bliss for a while. The rants will come by tomorrow.
Well for now, I'll count the reasons why I'm happy today (and heheh, I must admit most of them are of material things), so here it goes:
1. I'm happy because I get to live on my own. Almost. I can almost feel it. That feeling of independence searing through your veins. It's the best thing so far that ever happen to me today. That feeling of almost independent from your mom. Whew. I can't even hear her rantings and such whenever she sees me. Which is good, very good. Because we'll be both happy, she not being pissed off with me because of such and such, and I, not being upset with her because of such and such.
And this world will be a better place.
2. I have a job. Which is really the first reason why I'm happy (except for the working part, but still I'm happy I have a job). Because of this job, I get to become almost independent, not totally, but almost, anyway it is still good. For all the jobs I tried to applied on for the past three months, I was given this kind of job. By the way I'm now working as an English tutor for Koreans. It isn't really hard, the hard part of being a teacher is dealing with students, but I've already posted here in my blog, just look for it anyway.
It's just plain ironic that for all the employers that interviewed me, a foreigner accepted me to be part of his business. My current employer is a Korean by the way. He's strict, but I can sense he's nice. He may be no-nonsense, but hey, it's typical for business people to be strict and no-nonsense right? Guess I must understand it as part of the rules now. My sempais are great, they are so hospitable and caring, and they give us the trainees some tips and tricks about the job, which will come in handy when we get to become regular employees. Though the current setback is that we're not yet signing any contract yet, and I presumed he might let us sign our contracts by payroll time. *grins*
I'm looking forward for this company that I'm part of.
3. I live in a place far from home, yet near from places of entertainment. And the best part is it has WiFi access! Sweet!!!
Okay, who wouldn't like to live in a place that has near access to the train station (as for our case, my fave MRT), the malls, the bookstores, the convention areas etc? Not to mention that somewhere out there there is a home that has WiFi and unknowingly this household are unaware that its neighbor get to have a free Internet access thanks to them? Surely it will be the perfect place to live in right? Right? Maybe you're thinking that I'm, currently living in a posh executive village guarded by four or more security guards, with park, etc. then you're wrong. I live in a almost distant relative, I mean she's my grandfather's first degree cousin (is this correct?), and this first degree cousin of his has children, which are my uncles, and together with their family, they live in this three-part apartment. It is actually just one block of a house, with three compartments, that gives you the illusion that it's three apartment that are put together.
I currently live at the farthest block. It's a little bit dingy, not to mention the dark interiors which gives you the idea that it can be haunted. Trust me, I even have those kinds of hallucinations too. But so far, the only "spooky" encounters I saw here are the cockroaches crawling to and fro and just this morning, I woke up to see that a mouse actually slept beside me! It was dark when I woke, and when I touched this creepy soft thingy from nowhere, I thought it was a caterpillar, but phew, it's just a mouse, but still it's gross. The mouse died from suffocation, I presumed, because I think I squished him/her during my sleep. Tsk. Tsk. Poor mouse.
I guess that will be the last time I will sleep on the couch, you'll never know what will be my next bed mate...
4. I get to cook my own food, and no one will scream in front of me because I cooked it the "wrong" way. I have this problem way back in our house before, and trust me, because of those scenarios I get to have my patience long. It may be hard to cook for for only yourself, or sometimes for the two of you (I live here with my cousin and my uncles, but my uncles are most of the time not here because of their work, the other one live at the other house), but the great deals here is that sometimes my uncle leaves rice for me, heheh, at least I don't have to worry about cooking rice whenever I got home.
I get to enjoy eating foods that I never enjoyed eating with my siblings, and that's life.
5. Next week, I'll get to have my first paycheck. Weeee! Well, I'm kinda wary of this, because my performance this past few weeks are kinda pretty lame, and this might affect my first paycheck, but what the heck! I'm getting my first paycheck and that what's matters for me today! >.<
I must love this job...I must...
6. I get to explore places and things which I haven't done in my dependent days...sigh, I'm must thank the Lord for this super blessings coming to me. *grins*
Well, that's all for now, ciao.
I'm tired of ranting today, I want to enjoy this bliss for a while. The rants will come by tomorrow.
Well for now, I'll count the reasons why I'm happy today (and heheh, I must admit most of them are of material things), so here it goes:
1. I'm happy because I get to live on my own. Almost. I can almost feel it. That feeling of independence searing through your veins. It's the best thing so far that ever happen to me today. That feeling of almost independent from your mom. Whew. I can't even hear her rantings and such whenever she sees me. Which is good, very good. Because we'll be both happy, she not being pissed off with me because of such and such, and I, not being upset with her because of such and such.
And this world will be a better place.
2. I have a job. Which is really the first reason why I'm happy (except for the working part, but still I'm happy I have a job). Because of this job, I get to become almost independent, not totally, but almost, anyway it is still good. For all the jobs I tried to applied on for the past three months, I was given this kind of job. By the way I'm now working as an English tutor for Koreans. It isn't really hard, the hard part of being a teacher is dealing with students, but I've already posted here in my blog, just look for it anyway.
It's just plain ironic that for all the employers that interviewed me, a foreigner accepted me to be part of his business. My current employer is a Korean by the way. He's strict, but I can sense he's nice. He may be no-nonsense, but hey, it's typical for business people to be strict and no-nonsense right? Guess I must understand it as part of the rules now. My sempais are great, they are so hospitable and caring, and they give us the trainees some tips and tricks about the job, which will come in handy when we get to become regular employees. Though the current setback is that we're not yet signing any contract yet, and I presumed he might let us sign our contracts by payroll time. *grins*
I'm looking forward for this company that I'm part of.
3. I live in a place far from home, yet near from places of entertainment. And the best part is it has WiFi access! Sweet!!!
Okay, who wouldn't like to live in a place that has near access to the train station (as for our case, my fave MRT), the malls, the bookstores, the convention areas etc? Not to mention that somewhere out there there is a home that has WiFi and unknowingly this household are unaware that its neighbor get to have a free Internet access thanks to them? Surely it will be the perfect place to live in right? Right? Maybe you're thinking that I'm, currently living in a posh executive village guarded by four or more security guards, with park, etc. then you're wrong. I live in a almost distant relative, I mean she's my grandfather's first degree cousin (is this correct?), and this first degree cousin of his has children, which are my uncles, and together with their family, they live in this three-part apartment. It is actually just one block of a house, with three compartments, that gives you the illusion that it's three apartment that are put together.
I currently live at the farthest block. It's a little bit dingy, not to mention the dark interiors which gives you the idea that it can be haunted. Trust me, I even have those kinds of hallucinations too. But so far, the only "spooky" encounters I saw here are the cockroaches crawling to and fro and just this morning, I woke up to see that a mouse actually slept beside me! It was dark when I woke, and when I touched this creepy soft thingy from nowhere, I thought it was a caterpillar, but phew, it's just a mouse, but still it's gross. The mouse died from suffocation, I presumed, because I think I squished him/her during my sleep. Tsk. Tsk. Poor mouse.
I guess that will be the last time I will sleep on the couch, you'll never know what will be my next bed mate...
4. I get to cook my own food, and no one will scream in front of me because I cooked it the "wrong" way. I have this problem way back in our house before, and trust me, because of those scenarios I get to have my patience long. It may be hard to cook for for only yourself, or sometimes for the two of you (I live here with my cousin and my uncles, but my uncles are most of the time not here because of their work, the other one live at the other house), but the great deals here is that sometimes my uncle leaves rice for me, heheh, at least I don't have to worry about cooking rice whenever I got home.
I get to enjoy eating foods that I never enjoyed eating with my siblings, and that's life.
5. Next week, I'll get to have my first paycheck. Weeee! Well, I'm kinda wary of this, because my performance this past few weeks are kinda pretty lame, and this might affect my first paycheck, but what the heck! I'm getting my first paycheck and that what's matters for me today! >.<
I must love this job...I must...
6. I get to explore places and things which I haven't done in my dependent days...sigh, I'm must thank the Lord for this super blessings coming to me. *grins*
Well, that's all for now, ciao.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
The Story of the Useless Teacher...
I'm so stressed out these days. Well it's normal for someone who works for a job she isn't used to ne? But unlike what she's doing before, this one is waaay too much stressful. Believe me, she's telling the truth.
There I did it again. I didn't manage to teach my two Korean hakseongs properly. I dunno, after carrying them for almost half an hour, or more, I felt so drained out of my energy. Are they seeping my energy whenever I carry them? Geez, hope not. But still, I find it better than before, because during my first week with them, darn, boy how they put up a prettty scary tantrums. It's a good thing they're not doing that anymore, but sadly, I'm still guilty because I didn't managed to teach them anything relevant today. Ohhh...I want to make it better next week! And I promise it on this page!!!!
So after that gruelling three hour "Twilight Zone" encounter, I ate my lunch. I slept. And I slept for two hours! Imagine! Two hours of sleep! That's how I feel today, so slumped and sleepy that I could slept for two hours. Guess when I get that first real salary mine I promise I'll buy VITAMINS!
Oh, and speaking of salary, well I'm hoping that at least if my boss is not satisfied with my job, I'm wishful that at least he can give me a generous amount enough to compensate for my "hard" work. I mean, I'm trying to work hard! Training those kids to behave is already hard work, much more to teach them English. It's like expecting you to catch two birds in one stone. First, they are Korean kids. KOREAN. Second the know no complete English sentences, save a few "I don't know." phrases and a couple of English words that they still don't understand the meaning. Do you think they can understand you in just the span of a month? Well, they manage to call me now sosengneem but still we're still under the process of teaching them to follow orders/ manners in English. Think they can learn it for a week or two? Who wants to bet? *grins*
Kidding aside, this is indeed a hard job. But I still somehow enjoys it. Really. Well I like the way one of my students likes to be cuddled and carried around and hug me whenever he sees me is already rewarding, not to mention his niece being so nice and hugs me too. And the other one, he already accepts me as his teacher, not unlike the first week which is a total major disaster for my first teaching career. I like that, and I guess I can use those cuddles and hugs as my inspiration to become a better teacher to them. Watch next week! Starting Friday, guess I can try to change.
AJA!!!!!
There I did it again. I didn't manage to teach my two Korean hakseongs properly. I dunno, after carrying them for almost half an hour, or more, I felt so drained out of my energy. Are they seeping my energy whenever I carry them? Geez, hope not. But still, I find it better than before, because during my first week with them, darn, boy how they put up a prettty scary tantrums. It's a good thing they're not doing that anymore, but sadly, I'm still guilty because I didn't managed to teach them anything relevant today. Ohhh...I want to make it better next week! And I promise it on this page!!!!
So after that gruelling three hour "Twilight Zone" encounter, I ate my lunch. I slept. And I slept for two hours! Imagine! Two hours of sleep! That's how I feel today, so slumped and sleepy that I could slept for two hours. Guess when I get that first real salary mine I promise I'll buy VITAMINS!
Oh, and speaking of salary, well I'm hoping that at least if my boss is not satisfied with my job, I'm wishful that at least he can give me a generous amount enough to compensate for my "hard" work. I mean, I'm trying to work hard! Training those kids to behave is already hard work, much more to teach them English. It's like expecting you to catch two birds in one stone. First, they are Korean kids. KOREAN. Second the know no complete English sentences, save a few "I don't know." phrases and a couple of English words that they still don't understand the meaning. Do you think they can understand you in just the span of a month? Well, they manage to call me now sosengneem but still we're still under the process of teaching them to follow orders/ manners in English. Think they can learn it for a week or two? Who wants to bet? *grins*
Kidding aside, this is indeed a hard job. But I still somehow enjoys it. Really. Well I like the way one of my students likes to be cuddled and carried around and hug me whenever he sees me is already rewarding, not to mention his niece being so nice and hugs me too. And the other one, he already accepts me as his teacher, not unlike the first week which is a total major disaster for my first teaching career. I like that, and I guess I can use those cuddles and hugs as my inspiration to become a better teacher to them. Watch next week! Starting Friday, guess I can try to change.
AJA!!!!!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Traditional hu-what?!!! Oh come on...
Okay. After I posted my first blog entry here, an idea suddenly popped out of my mind. About comics/komiks here in my beloved country. After I skimmed some blogs of some of our famous komik artists, it dawned upon me that one encounter with one of my artist friends about their rejected application in one of our famous komik titles before who are planning for a comeback.
The fuss? Well, they told me that their comic samples were rejected by this komik title comeback wannabe because they are looking for TRADITIONAL STYLES of comics/komiks that they will put in the comeback series. Not to mention that they wanted it to be MORE "kid-friendly", in a sense that they are going to create in a more childish way (more from this part on my tomorrow's blog).
My friends are of course the wave of artists who are heavily influenced by Japanese style of drawing, me included. This comic/komik title comeback wannabe doesn't like to accept JAPANESE STYLE OF DRAWINGS JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT TRADITIONAL. What?
Oh no...I'm doing rant again, but I can't help it. But for the sake of comics in the Philippines, I want to say this here in my blog!
What's the issue here? Well, for one thing, I don't get at first what do they mean by the term "traditional." I dunno for them, but for me, it got me into thinking. Deep thinking. Just what do they mean by TRADITIONAL STYLE OF COMIC/KOMIKS? Are those style they know are those of the Renaissance style, post-modernist, etc.?! Actually I'm kinda of pissed off at that kind of remark, I even find it pretty lame. Because for me (I hope someone out there who read this blog poke me in the head if I'm wrong), there's no longer the concept of TRADITIONAL STYLE OF DRAWING. That's my own opinion. Because art is undergoing a forever, continuous cycle of CHANGE. You cannot say Leonardo da Vinci's art is traditional, because until today, we always see artists doing da Vinci-style of drawing. Even the so-call Abstract Artists of the 20th century, I mean, heck until now Abstract art is still in. Is that traditional? Oh come on, get out of the shell people. In an era of globalization, you cannot say that Western-style of drawing is traditional and is old and Japanese-style of drawing is not traditional therefore new. Geez, where did that idea came from?
There must be a sensible reason for this, and the only sensible reason I found is this. American/ Western-style of drawing maybe the in-thing in the past, and just because Japanese-style of drawing became the fab of today's youth, they already labelled it as new. Which I find to be wrong. Japanese comic industry had, just by pure chance, became a booming industry today, this era, this time. That's why the world got aware of their existence only this time and the people got to love them. But Japanese comic industry is as old as Western comics and even our comics industry, around 1950's, after World War 2. Japanese people are already into comics before, their comic style is based on their style of art which is part of their culture. So Japanese art style can also be considered "traditional", based from those people's perception of "traditional" style of comic/komik.
Yeah, I'm tired of typing now, so I'll finish this blog, traditional style of drawing no longer exists, Art continues to change, to form into another new artform, and to inspire new artists. You cannot say Picasso's abstract as old, nor call Japanese style manga as new. Even the so-called ethnic art cannot be seen as uncivilized, old style of artforms, since other artists out there can use their style and be turned into a new art. Just that. Those peeps who wanted to revive their comic/komik should realized it, if they really want to help this striving industry of ours.
The fuss? Well, they told me that their comic samples were rejected by this komik title comeback wannabe because they are looking for TRADITIONAL STYLES of comics/komiks that they will put in the comeback series. Not to mention that they wanted it to be MORE "kid-friendly", in a sense that they are going to create in a more childish way (more from this part on my tomorrow's blog).
My friends are of course the wave of artists who are heavily influenced by Japanese style of drawing, me included. This comic/komik title comeback wannabe doesn't like to accept JAPANESE STYLE OF DRAWINGS JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT TRADITIONAL. What?
Oh no...I'm doing rant again, but I can't help it. But for the sake of comics in the Philippines, I want to say this here in my blog!
What's the issue here? Well, for one thing, I don't get at first what do they mean by the term "traditional." I dunno for them, but for me, it got me into thinking. Deep thinking. Just what do they mean by TRADITIONAL STYLE OF COMIC/KOMIKS? Are those style they know are those of the Renaissance style, post-modernist, etc.?! Actually I'm kinda of pissed off at that kind of remark, I even find it pretty lame. Because for me (I hope someone out there who read this blog poke me in the head if I'm wrong), there's no longer the concept of TRADITIONAL STYLE OF DRAWING. That's my own opinion. Because art is undergoing a forever, continuous cycle of CHANGE. You cannot say Leonardo da Vinci's art is traditional, because until today, we always see artists doing da Vinci-style of drawing. Even the so-call Abstract Artists of the 20th century, I mean, heck until now Abstract art is still in. Is that traditional? Oh come on, get out of the shell people. In an era of globalization, you cannot say that Western-style of drawing is traditional and is old and Japanese-style of drawing is not traditional therefore new. Geez, where did that idea came from?
There must be a sensible reason for this, and the only sensible reason I found is this. American/ Western-style of drawing maybe the in-thing in the past, and just because Japanese-style of drawing became the fab of today's youth, they already labelled it as new. Which I find to be wrong. Japanese comic industry had, just by pure chance, became a booming industry today, this era, this time. That's why the world got aware of their existence only this time and the people got to love them. But Japanese comic industry is as old as Western comics and even our comics industry, around 1950's, after World War 2. Japanese people are already into comics before, their comic style is based on their style of art which is part of their culture. So Japanese art style can also be considered "traditional", based from those people's perception of "traditional" style of comic/komik.
Yeah, I'm tired of typing now, so I'll finish this blog, traditional style of drawing no longer exists, Art continues to change, to form into another new artform, and to inspire new artists. You cannot say Picasso's abstract as old, nor call Japanese style manga as new. Even the so-called ethnic art cannot be seen as uncivilized, old style of artforms, since other artists out there can use their style and be turned into a new art. Just that. Those peeps who wanted to revive their comic/komik should realized it, if they really want to help this striving industry of ours.
GAHD!!! SOSENGNEEMNEEKA?!!!
Great. I never thought that teaching will be this hard. SO HARD. For all the student I will teach, they have to be Korean. Kids. With ZERO-ENGLISH comprehensibility. And during our first week, trust me, it turned into a HUGE disaster. Then comes the other week, and viola, would you believe that that student who just keeps on hitting me repeatedly on my different body parts is now calling me a sosengneem (teacher in Korean)?
Heehee, I know, it just took me almost one week just to make friends with them. At first I was feeling nervous when I saw these Korean students wondering what kind of physical and mental punishment they will give me. And meeting with the other co-teachers, heck they are all nice. They give me and the other trainees some tips and pointers about being a teacher, and the rules, and of course, creepy stories about some students, that they fondly given nickname "double-edged sword" kids. Kids who are nice to you yet say something bad things to their parents about you when they get home. You know, they will tell their parents that their teachers didn't teach them anything and of course the parents will tell our boss about this, and you know what will be the consequence, the boss will call you in his office, and will reprimand you for not doing your work. That's why they told us to keep in hand "evidences" that will prove that we teachers taught something to our kids. Sigh. I'm so hopeful that my current hakseongs will not do that to me, but as far as I can see, they are not like that. I mean come on, they're just five and six year olds, they may know how to lie, but not to create crappy stories about their teachers, right? My boss already knows my limitations, what else should I hide? Besides their mother is also studying in our language school, the possibility for the kids to lie will be small, because she can also see the teachers who teaches her kids.
So many things to say in one blog eh? Guess I'll post another one of my teaching adventures tomorrow. Ciao! :)
Heehee, I know, it just took me almost one week just to make friends with them. At first I was feeling nervous when I saw these Korean students wondering what kind of physical and mental punishment they will give me. And meeting with the other co-teachers, heck they are all nice. They give me and the other trainees some tips and pointers about being a teacher, and the rules, and of course, creepy stories about some students, that they fondly given nickname "double-edged sword" kids. Kids who are nice to you yet say something bad things to their parents about you when they get home. You know, they will tell their parents that their teachers didn't teach them anything and of course the parents will tell our boss about this, and you know what will be the consequence, the boss will call you in his office, and will reprimand you for not doing your work. That's why they told us to keep in hand "evidences" that will prove that we teachers taught something to our kids. Sigh. I'm so hopeful that my current hakseongs will not do that to me, but as far as I can see, they are not like that. I mean come on, they're just five and six year olds, they may know how to lie, but not to create crappy stories about their teachers, right? My boss already knows my limitations, what else should I hide? Besides their mother is also studying in our language school, the possibility for the kids to lie will be small, because she can also see the teachers who teaches her kids.
So many things to say in one blog eh? Guess I'll post another one of my teaching adventures tomorrow. Ciao! :)
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