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DINAHH NUR IZWANN!
Hey hey. I'm Dinah and that's my boyy.
This is where we pen down coherent and non-coherent thoughts alike and whatever else that comes to mind because writhing on paperback notebooks are killing innocent trees. Please don't rip anything off because if you do, we will know and then we will feed you to the wolves.
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When i grow up i wanna be an astronaut
Tuesday, February 2, 2010 || 6:47 PM

Wanted to post so many things but procrastinated then in the end forgot what i wanted to write. good job.goooood job.

ANW..
As i sit here writing this, i'm thinking to myself, remember the times you'll hear stories from mothers, aunties etc how their sons/daughters used to pretend to be doctors,lawyers when they were younger then when they grow up they really became doctors/lawyers?

When i was younger, i was always playing the mega-powerful woman who owned the world and all the rest are my bitches( not really la.. but along that line)My point is, i liked being someone and doing something so goddamn awesome.

But here i am, in the staff room, being employed by my old school, to teach geography. AND AND AND i'm tutoring.

So if people who used to pretend to be doctors, in the end really became doctors cause talent is nurtured at a young age, then i am meant to be a teacher??
-________-" WALAU. my life so anti-climax and B-O-R-I-N-G can.

No offence to the profession in question. Granted i owe my teachers a lot cause without them i won't be where i am today. c'mon, i not that ungrateful.
But i just have ABSOLUTELY no interest in being one. PLUS, with my kind of attitude, for sure kene fired.

Imagine:
Girl: Ms Dinah, i don't understand this part.
Me: Where? HUH? OH MY GOD! its damn easy can! read properly. this kind of people.. tsk tsk.(walks away)

OR WORSE STILL

Girl: Ms Dinah, is my answer correct?
Me: AHAHAHAHAHAHH! SIAO UH! WHO TEACH YOU SUCH THING ONE!

wah. best man. confirm die.
Even though i may not admit or maybe seem like it, deep down i'm a pure bred minah (time to take out the bright red skinnys)
So don't blame me, blame the genes.

For the time being, i shall just embrace the moment, because the job is not so hard .yet. and the pay is not bad.

Don't deny, we all work for the money.
If the pay is like $2 per hour you want meh?
Of course i'm exaggerating but if the pay so little you also don't feel like working.
Its free labour man.

so ya. for now. i am a teacher:)