Incorrigible.

Loopy likes to go to the fence behind and look over at the neighbour's house. He would sometimes sit down and stare at the fence, figuring out how to cross over it. My Dad tried to cover up all the holes he made on the fence and below it but Loops managed to cross over. This time my Dad did something and it finally has failed Loopy's attempt of temporary freedom.

Then, my Mom was saying, Loopy goes to that part of the fence every day to look at it. Sometimes it would nibble the fence. One day, he going to nibble to whole fence I tell you.

I'm so proud of my Loopy (haha..) Who says he's a stray mongrel? But he still chews our slippers although Boss rotan-ed him once and shouted at him a million times. This is definitely an incorrigible dog.

Just like Loopy, some of my students are like that-incorrigible. I tried everything - scolding, rotan, sweet talk, motivate, encourage but sometimes I just feel that nothing goes into their heads. It's like talking to bricks....Probably it's just the second month and it's too early to say, but sometimes it just gets overboard and too much to handle.

Cat-fish

The other day I was talking to my Mum. I told her about my friend who caught a very 'Big Fish' (...*Choong*..hehe)

Then I said most of the girls here caught 'Ikan Bilis' or anchovies..(it's not a bad thing)

Then she said she caught a 'Catfish'. I asked her why a Catfish? Then she said it's a type of 'Longkang-fish'..hehe

Then she added further and said it was her BEST CATCH.

Sigh.

For me, not even a Frog is in sight...(or is it the other way round?)

:(

No one is buzzing me.

Many sighs....

So many things on my head at the moment. This thing. That thing. The other thing. And yes, that thing too. Not to forget a certain thing bugging me also. Oh, and I've to finish doing some things soon. So many things.

Tired. Tired. I like babysitting my nephew and neice. Maybe I'm not used to it. But I'm comforted by the little joys I get everyday.

I'm really not in the mood to arrange my timetable for the next semester. No mood at all.

Mum's going to Australia for 2 months. My goodness.

Tomorrow have to go help my mum in the Orang Asli Ministry. I've to take over while she's gone. I've to go every Saturday. It will be my first time.

I'm praying for my God to set my heart right and straight in certain things. I've strayed a little.

"Do you trust me?", my Lord asks me...

"You still got no boyfriend ah?", a certain church aunty always asks me this question...and today her voice was so clear in my head. Donkey lar.....

Yes, my mind is very berserabut now. I'm going to sleep.....