Thursday, November 25, 2010

24


24 is the number of hours in a day.


24 is the number of Carats presenting pure gold.


24 is the number of the Greek alphabet.


24 is the television series starring Kiefer Sutherland where each episode covers one hour with 24 episodes making up one entire "day".


24 in Cantonese pronunciation is similar to "easy to die".


24 is the number of cycles in the Chinese solar year.


24 is the number of frames per second at which motion picture film is usually projected.


24 is the number associated with homosexuals in Brazil in a gambling game.


24 when pronounced "two-four" is a 24-pack of beer.

24 is how old I am this year.


Happy birthday to me!

Thank you in advance y'all :D

Monday, November 22, 2010

The Real World


So I've been an actual teacher for like, three months now.

A job that I never thought I would be which in the end, makes me think that I am actually capable of being one.

Thanks to my kids during my teaching practice.  They made me believe I am awesome.

But three months in the 'real world' now, I'm starting to doubt myself.

I don't know how to teach students who are dumb as rocks.

I don't know how to punish incredibly rude students.

I don't know how to motivate students to have a bigger dream in life instead of just dismantling engines in a workshop.

And I don't know how to make them pass their SPM.

I didn't learn this during my teaching practice, nor was it in the books I read.


And I hate it the most when people who don't know shit about being a teacher, judges me, and tells me how pathetic my methods are.


As long as we teachers don't hurt, kill, molest, or rape our students, you don't get to judge our actions because you are not one and stories from your teaching pals ain't gonna make you understand our profession. Kapeesh?

My parents said I have the best job in the world.

I work half day and I get months of holidays.

Sure, IF I don't give a fuck about my kids.

'Coz when you do, the fucking world is on your shoulders.  Their fucking world is on your shoulders.

Maybe I'm still new, maybe I still got lots to learn.

And maybe, I just can't save them all.

But for now, due to this depressing revelation, I'm extremely driven to get my Masters and be a lecturer and leave all this crap behind.

Till I can accept the fact that not everyone can be saved.

By the way, she has the best job in the world.


Jealous.

Friday, November 19, 2010

The Last Day


...of work!

For the year!

After all those crap I've been through!

Demon students!

Retarded essays!

Lots of work totally unrelated to teaching!

And the hell that is Sport's Day!

I'M FINALLY FREE.

FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Till 2011 comes.

And I have to do it all over again.

FML.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

LOLessay


LOLcats.

I believe they have taken over the internet and I am convinced they would eradicate our English language as I have mentioned before.


I am finally done with marking my students paper.  And it amazes me how I did it.

But thanks to 200 hundred essays of incorrigible English, nasty, big ass zits are multiplying on my forehead.  My student even had the cheek to say to my face, "My, what big zits you have, teacher!"

FML.

So what do these LOLcats have in common with my students' essay?

Watch this vid to find out.



Now you know the shit I've to go through and how much damage I need to fix.

To any of my students reading this post, please improve your English or you will suffer my wickedness on the internet.


I hate you.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

I Got Stomped!



Figuratively speaking, but literally, by the rain.


Stompin' Sabah 2010 - did it meet my expectations?

Well.

Honestly, I was deflated in the beginning.

'Coz it was freakin' raining!

Luckily I got VIP tickets and I smugly went through the VIP's lane.  Then felt slightly FMLed when I saw the VVIP lane next to it.


The audience arena was divided into three parts:

1. VVIP (RM100)


Food and drinks served, chairs and tables provided plus shelter, and front view but further way back - where all the 'important', rich bastards who would go hysterical if a splotch of mud landed on their Calvin Kleins sat.

2. VIP (Complimentary. Maybe)


Food and drinks served, chairs and tables provided plus shelter, and a side view waaay at the side - where all the cheapskate bloggers and bored looking parents who thought they could relive their younger years with their children sleeping in prams sat.

3. XPAX Arena (RM30)


No food and drinks, no shelter but right at the front where you will be showered with the singers' saliva, get body rubbed and molested once in a while and of course - where the real party's at to go wild!

But then again, where do you think is THE best area to be at?

XPAX Arena view:


VIP area view:


Exactly. But the free food and Jim Beam Coke made everything better though.


Like I mentioned earlier, the rain was a total killjoy, but that didn't stop people from partying.


Some dumb parents even brought their babies wrapped in a blanket under the pouring rain.

Now about the concert itself.

Was it really a child prodigy of the Rainforest Music Festival and MTV's World Stage?

Well, not exactly, but I dare say there were more contemporary music than traditional, and the occasional fusions.

This concert actually served as a platform for new and upcoming local Sabahan bands who are trying to get their first big break - performing covers, introducing their own songs (which were ASTOUNDING) and of course, doing fusions.


Then the stage was set on fire by bringing in our local Malaysian artists and international ones like our very own rock queen Ella and Wicked Aura Batucada from Singapore.


Wicked Aura Batucada, as their name suggested, are absolutely wicked. Period.

But there was one performance that really blew my fucking mind away.

It was Shawn Lee, ranked no.9 in the beatboxing world.

He is the testimony that you don't need music to party when you have a turntable in your mouth.

I recorded his whole performance, including the one with MC Vibe and I don't know how to edit and shorten it for this post because you HAVE to see his whole performance.


For one orgasmic moment there, I wanted to marry him and make cute little beatboxing babies with him.

I didn't stay till the end of the show though, especially when Ella started to take over the stage, so do check out Chegu Carol's.

My parents were getting sleepy.  Yes peeps, my parents wanted to tag along.  Along with my aunt, uncle, cousin...

I managed to hang out with one of the bands playing that night, The Ariez.


Photo courtesy of Tracy Lynn Sagindai

Well actually the head of the band is my cousin's husband hence the look-at-me-I'm-so-cool-hanging-out-with-one-of-the-bands photo.

For those who couldn't make it that night and think pictures can't do justice, here's a compilation video how it was roughly. Note ROUGHLY.  And shaky too.  Also note that I left after Wicked Aura, so there was none with Ella and the others after her.



Though initially I thought the concert's was gonna be put out by the rain, it sizzled throughout and yes, I enjoyed it in the end.

Will I go again? Hell yeah. And this time I'm leaving my parents at home.


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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Stompin' Sabah 2010



I’ve never been to a concert before.

Oh wait.

I’ve been to now-defunct local trio group KRU’s concert, when boys singing and dancing together in gaudy, matching outfits weren’t gay. 

It was great…till I fell asleep ‘coz it was past my bedtime.

I was eight.

So yeah, that doesn’t count.

It killed me to know that Fall Out Boy was in Singapore, and I was just a RM2.30 bus ride away from Singapore; and yet I couldn’t go.

I died inside once again when MTV’s World Stage was playing a stone’s throw away from Serdang, KL, and for my life, I couldn’t attend it too.

 
And now I’m back in Sabah, my chances to go for concerts are closer to nil.

HOWEVER.

I’M ATTENDING ONE THIS SATURDAY!

AND YOU KNOW I’LL TYPE IN CAPSLOCK WHEN I’M EXCITED!

It’s…



STOMPIN’ SABAH!

Well, it may not be MTV’s World Stage but it’s close enough, don’t you think? 
Considering Sabah isn’t quite a place where local and international artists would wanna gather to have a show.   You know ‘coz, we live on trees and we’d probably have to take boats to go to watch their concerts.

But time has changed, we no longer live on trees and wear tree barks as clothing, and the entertainment industry in Sabah is booming.

Think The Rainforest Music Festival in Sarawak getting knocked up by MTV’s World Stage.  This concert is what their bastard child might look like.

Stompin' Sabah is the first and biggest entertainment based event for this state. It features Urban Music and Nature-Inspired Music live on stage.

But of course, you won’t see Katy Perry doing the Sumazau or Chris Daughtry rocking the sompoton.

You will see this bunch of people though:
Ella , DJ Tony , Genderang Toi Angklung , Wicked Aura Batucada (Singapore), Kulahig (Philippines), Shawn Lee (beat boxer), MC Vibe, Toi (Akademi Fantasia 6), Joe Wings, Man Kidal, Dicken (guitarist from Ranau, Sabah), and the top 3 bands from the U.O.X. Campus Tours in Sabah who auditioned in Palm Square last month.

The audition in Palm Square. Were you one of the curious onlookers? Come on, admit it!

Did I just hear you say “Lame!”? Bitch please, P.Diddy was a paperboy before he was famous, so these people gotta start somewhere.  So why not be the first people to see them not fail in the music industry?

So, quit being  a prick and come party at Sabah Port (Jesselton Point) Kota Kinabalu on the 6th of November 2010, from 6pm until 2am the following day.

In case you’re wondering if you can get in for free you little cheapskate, you can just reload RM30 or more and get 1 VIP pass worth RM100, if you’re an Xpax subscriber.

Or if you’re really, really broke to even reload your phone, you can visit the U.O.X. booth at the event venue on 5th and 6th November 2010 to grab FREE passes. Even the toilets in the shoping malls costs 30 cents to enter.

For more information, you can stalk their Facebook page here.

I can’t believe I just wasted an hour writing this post when I have hundreds of essays to mark. (and I still haven’t found my athletes! Halp!)

Meh.  Screw those papers.  I have a motherfreckin’ concert to attend.

Now to rummage my wardrobe to see what can I wear…

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