I was climbing the overhead bridge on my way to my teacher's house when a house just beside The Japanese Association caught my attention. I didn't notice it before. It was monolithic and palatial and I was awed. Since I was abt 1hr early, I decided to take a good look at it and explore the other houses in its vicinity. Hence, I descended the bridge. The houses were all grand and big. Suddenly I felt rather bitter. I thought that why some pple can be so rich while others so poor. I believe in fate insofar as I believe that everything that has happened very probably couldn't have been otherwise. Everything is due to chance and once the 1st event is set in motion, everything else ( including thoughts, emotions etc) inevitably follows from it till u get the present state of affairs. That I believe that everything that has happened very probably couldn't have been otherwise very probably couldn't have been otherwise too. And so it continues... As for the miniscule probability which I've left untouched, I dunno wad to comment on it. It might be just a constructed illusion which I'm clinging on now just for comfort.

On Thurs, I performed at the NUS law fac auditorium. The event was some water conservation seminar organised by the Institute of Water Policy. Gosh! Didn't know that such institute existed. I was supposed to leave my house at 6.30am. However, I only woke up at 6.45am. Luckily I wasn't too late for the rehearsal just prior to the performance. The piece was a commissioned composition by an Indian composer depicting the monsoon in India. I think they shld get someone to recite 闻一多's 《死水》instead. Hehehe.... Oh and the composer really knew his piece well. During the rehearsal the nite before, he said something like, "Can we rehearse section A again. I heard the bass playing something when it shouldn't be playing." He was rite.

My students are getting out of hand. They barricaded the door with wadever chairs they could find when I went to toilet and prevented me from entering. Also kids nowadays are picking up their hokkien a little too quickly. I heard a plethora of invectives. When the boy asked me, "Teacher, I want to go toilet...I want to go toilet", the pri 3 girl immediately retorted, "Go suck cock ah!" I exploded in a paroxysm of laugter.

Last nite I was walking along some private houses when I spotted a dog. I paid it no attention and continued walking. Suddenly I heard footsteps right behind me and just when I turned my head to look, I felt something bite me on my ankle! Ouch! The sly dog had crept up stealthily to me and bitten me. It was quite painful, though there was no wound. I immediately gave it a menacing glare and it backed off. Even as I'm writing now, I can still feel a bit of pain when I touch the spot.

Now my tution class has 3 pupils and it's getting more chaotic. They was even fighting during the last lesson. The boss's son was heavily bombarded by whacks from the mathematically disadvantaged girl and he cried. However, he managed to calm himself down by playing minesweeper. No one outside the room knew wad happened. Everything was well contained. Hehehe... I realise that the girl has slapped my butt more than once while the boy enjoys clinging onto my thighs to 撒娇: "Hmmmmmmm....teacher, u nvr teach me...u nvr teach me....". From this, I conclude that children are polymorphously perverse.

The boss's son donning a Mediterranean carpet.

Fallen markers are a common sight.

The Video Games Live concert was on Fri. I had a bad start the day before during the 1st rehearsal with the actual conductor. Apparently the chinese orch switched the bow which I had placed earlier into the bass cover and I was left with a quasi-Dragonetti bow (the shape of the wooden part was curved outwards instead). Also the bass was severely damaged during transportation and I had to make do with the other lousy one. Nevertheless, I tried to make the most out of whatever I had. On the day itself, the audience was unbelievably high and screamed whenever they had the opportunity. It was quite fun to wear head phones and listen to the clicking of beats. There was a movie in which they showed several classic arcade games and I remembered having played some of them when I was young, even though I couldn't recall the names. The music for the concert was exciting and one of my favourites is the One-winged Angel from FF7, especially the diabolical chant in latin nearing the end.

I've been teaching math at a tution centre. The tution centre is called 孔孟 ****. Hahaha! I nearly laughed out when I saw the name. Jh said it must be refering to 孔融 & 孟母. The centre is newly set up and quite poorly organised. There's hardly any material for me to teach and I have to look at the students' textbooks for a guide. The worst thing is that they actually squeezed 1 pri 2, 1 pri 3, 1 pri 4 and 1 pri 6 pupil into 1 class. This is utter madness. I had to skip to and fro from one pupil to another to teach. Now my class is left with only 1 female pri 3 pupil, though the boss's pri 2 son would come and 插班. The pri 3 girl doesn't even know her times table. I had a hard time teaching her to convert kg to g, m to cm, l to ml etc. The two kids would run abt, throw markers/ textbooks/ stationery, play with the long pole (which is used to switch on the air-con). Sometimes, the scene becomes very chaotic. During the last lesson, seeing that they had no interest in learning anymore, I decided to play games with them. I asked them what games to play and the girl replied, "我们玩 '打老师' !" According to her, I just had to stand in the middle while they start throwing objects at me. Of cos I didn't acquiesce and we played hangman in the end. I'd already made known my intention to resign at the end of this month.