yesterday, in this p2 class, the kids were drawing pictures of what they did during their holidays. and they were coming up to me to share with me. and when i saw this one, i was just like omg deja vu! hahah. it was the tiger bus thing that i sat on in everland! and it was a really cute korean girl who drew it. she's so talented! as you can see, she drew in crayons, not even in pencil and she's freaking only 8 years old.







anyway, after my shit day alone with my coform class yesterday, i was like seriously hoping to get a break from p3s. but in the morning, i saw the absentee board and like two of the p3 teachers were absent. i was especially freaked out by the fact that michelle wasnt in school because i really really really didnt want to deal with my king of terror or any of the other kids from that class. such to the extent that i was actually praying at the parade square, like with my hands clapsed together and all, that i wouldnt get her timetable. but by the power of murpy's law, i got that stupid timetable. and to make matters worse, her last two periods was art with my ex form class. it took everything in me not to have a major panic attack.

but anyway, 3hope wasnt really that bad after all. cos at least they listened to me, albeit only when i screamed at them. and my king of terror was so absorbed by drawing and colouring (which he is suprisingly good at) that he gave me, well, not such a bad time. 3joy on the other hand, omg, was hell on earth. the moment i stepped into the classroom the noise level went up like threefold. and they closed all the doors making it literally feel like hell. and those kids have this habit of all coming up to me at once and simultaneously talking which seriously DRIVES ME MAD. the only time they keep quite is when i step out of the class. then they'll all be damn quiet. which is like ARGHHHHHHHHH.

but anyway, there was some serious drama because i caught one of the kids smoking. when the kids were telling me about it, i didnt really believe it. i mean like a 9year old smoking?! but after like questioning and questioning the kid, he finally handed over his lighter. apparently he had been rolling up pieces of paper and lighting them up in the toilet. i felt damn depressed after that. i dont know why. but i felt so sorry for him and i felt really horrible having to hand him over to his form teacher and the DM cos i know he is really afraid of his mother. i actually like contemplated keeping it to myself and just confisicating the lighter. but this was like way over my head as a relief teacher. the poor guy. i kept him next to me the rest of the lesson because i knew he was on the verge of crying but had to keep up his tough guy facade. bahh.