Lovely Goddess; Cause Life is Damn Beautiful

I had a tough time handling the third class. imagine me, handling the last class, the sixth class of the year. I would be dead meat and voiceless. I spent some time doing reflection for what I did wrong and the most prominent fault that I made was, I did not act tough and strict during my first day. Yerp. It was wrong of me.  The students started to belittle me. Kids are just kids, and they are being very naughty. I hated to raise up my voice and yell like mad people for them to keep quiet. I loved my voice and body even more. I admit that. All I did was to go for a relief class. There was no preparation made. Because, after all, it is only a relief class. Again. Another mistake.  I should make a preparation, at the very least, how to handle kids.  It had been very difficult for me. The third and the fourth class truly and sincerely giving me a constant headache and high blood pressure. It is better if I handle the last class with less pupils rather than the whole mass

To be honest, I now always enjoy teaching. I mean, teaching is fun and it is very challenging as you have to cater 30+ students at a time. As a teacher who has not yet received my own schedule, I might be a bit bias when I said this, maybe I will say otherwise when I receive my own schedule. Who knows. Anyways, I think kids are cute. I do. Sometimes I adore them. There are just so many kids to adore even the naughty and challenging ones. I tried my best to get their attention and make them learn something. And along the way, there were many funny cases which I wrote them down in case, I forgot. Here's one: "I was just sitting at the teacher's desk in front of the classroom. I gave them work to do. Then, ada dua orang murid, and they were discussing about their age. More like debating who is older according to month of birth. Boy 1: Aku lahir dulu dari kau. Aku lahir bulan 4, aku lagi tua la. Boy 2: Aku lahir bulan 8. *feeling proud sebab anak merdeka kan.*

I never ever imagined I would live in Selangor. In fact, this was one of the places I hated the most. Probably because the media had been emphasizing on small matters so much until I had an impression of this place, as a ‘bad’ place. My childish reason was Selangor takde air.  Or perhaps, another thing is because Selangor is far from Penang.  When I first read the about the posting news, I was super shocked. I didn’t want this place. That’s what I thought. Selangor is so so far away. Even though I’d been here for countless times because all of my tok sedara and pak cik and mak cik live here, yet, I never imagined for me to be a part of Selangor.  I’d written quite a number of entries for my blog, but I didn’t really feel like posting it. Maybe cuz I think it’s a boring dumb shit that I wrote. Anyways, here I am, and it is reaching two weeks and I’ve met two Saturdays already. The first day was tough. My families left me. My heart ached so much and I felt terribly lo