What's up??

Nothing, really. I've been so upset & depressed at work. In fact, the last 1-2 weeks, I've been sleeping late nights that I'm so tired even up till today, though the crazy marking is over. It's taking forever for me to recover. Probably a sign of aging :(

For the record..
1. Silly infection on the right knee still not OK yet. It's no longer inflammed but it's a dark patch just below the knee cap. Can't wax legs properly. Eeeeyuurrr...

2. Mum is back. Brother will be back in a couple of days too. They're back to attend my Big Cousin's wedding. It's been a while since the dude has been in town so I guess it's nice to have him around. He doesn't speak with the American twang, which is OK but I bet that if he does, there'll be silly, naive Singaporean girls flocking to him BECAUSE he speaks with the oh-so-cool American twang. (What twats they are! Heheh..)

3. Not very encouraged by & at work. Insanity begets more insanity. I don't even know where to begin but eeeeeeeekkksssss!!!!! I made my friend think twice, thrice before she's due to sign some contract with the powers that I've signed my life to. I know I shouldn't be bitching about my profession since it's seen to be noble but really, is it still noble when you are pushed to meet ridiculous deadlines in the midst of doing 10,000 other things? I'm OK with deadlines but not compounded deadlines. So which is more important? Everything? WTF!!

In light of the stress, distress & all things horrible that I'm going through, I made her think twice & thrice about making that step I made some years ago. Hate me or sack me if it has to be because of my bad-ass attitude but I consider myself having done her a favour because I don't want her to go through this same sh*t I'm going right now.

4. Am off to England in about 2 weeks. Please don't tell me that it's a good break becaues it is NOT. I repeat: it is NOT a break at all. F***! I paid an amount of money to work during the holidays PLUS look after some 42 kids AND face their ridiculous parents & their even more ridiculous demands. The Q&A session after the briefing by the travel agent today fueled the existing notion that parents these days are difficult.

I have to mention this irritating parent who insisted that we give him our personal mobile numbers to the parents so that they can contact their daughters in case of emergency. WTF!!! Then wtf do they give their daughters mobile phones for? To be baits for poor scullies to steal them & sell them to some dodgy second-hand backstreet dealer in Walthamstow? Or Deganham?

When we said that they could contact the school who would then contact us, he said that what if things happened in the middle of the night & their daughters are not contactable (phone is off, never pick up the call, etc), the only best way is to contact teachers. F***!! I told him politely that if daughter doesn't pick up phone, most likely she is engaged in an activity, like taking a museum tour or whatever that is not convenient to use the phone. I also mentioned that it's no point in giving our numbers because if the daughter cannot be contacted, the teachers too, since we are all together in the same activities & place (I mean, sometimes roaming is not fantastic & that there will be places where there is 0 signal). That parent obviously didn't take 'no' for an answer & boy, he made it look as though we were shirking responsibility. F***! What if all 42 parents call? I can guarantee you that half the time, if not all, these parents will be calling for petty matters like "Has my daughter showered?", "Has my daughter eaten?", "Where did you take my daughter to today?", "What did my daughter do?", "Does my daughter have enough money?"....get a life!!! If they are so freaking worried, DON'T GO...DAMMIT!!

Frankly speaking, I wouldn't mind it if he asked for teachers numbers nicely & politely but what made this parent irritating was the fact that he was very confrontational about it right from the start, even before we gave him any reply or presented things from our point of view.

I think this trip would be a good trip for the girls to get away from their parents. Seriously! With such parents, I wouldn't blame them for not wanting to be at home with them during the holidays. I'm sorry if I'm sounding so harsh but really, such parents don't trust teachers & their daughters. Maybe they should just home-school their kids & take their kids out on their own. *&^%$#@@@!!!!
(see, another reason to hate my job!)

By the way, I make no apologies for sounding rude in this post. I'm no Miss Nice who will put up with nonsense as mentioned above. Sack me or give me a D grade but hell, it's my life at stake too. I should get MY parents to complain that their daughter is going through stress & potential mental break-down because of these freaking people.

Aaahhh...enough! Am going to watch Da Vinci Code with my mum..midnight movie. Hiaks.. hope we don't fall asleep because I was told that it's rather boring.