Saturday, February 11, 2006
realise i havent blogged for a while but ive been busy and lazy...
work was tiring but ive just stopped... so gonna enjoy mylast 2 weeks here before i return to Melbourne....
anyway just had a tennis gathering... was fun seeing everyone again... the team... played some tennis... *happy*
im happiest on court... how did i survive without tennis in melb?
and had fun bitching and just chilling with everyone...good times...oh and throwing andrew into the pool and mark went in with him... classic.... insulting gayboy about his height and gayness... always a winner...
oh well...
anyway shall talk a lil abt work...
was relief teaching at a special school...APSN... for kids with low IQs or some psychological problems... pretty interesting...cchallenging...
was really draining at first..wasnt easy handling the different characters but slowly u learn to appreciate them... they can be really sweet though very much a handful... a couple of tough kids who just irritates the hell out of u sometimes even though u know u shdnt be irritated at them but nevertheless pretty normal...u see cuteness in their innocence but wonder whats gonna happen to them in future... the sch's for training them how to live in the society independently... however, given some of their conditions u know no matter how much they are trained, they will still never get it...
but i enjoyed myself... though im glad my time there is up...cos it drained too much out of me.... i'll miss the kids though..especially my class...lovely but very naughty kids... the experience, the memories... priceless
found a pot of gold@ 18:24
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"One Art"
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop
