oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh ohhh myy goshhhh!

U know, we are constantly worrying about how we have all these deadlines and how we're not going to be able to finish this and that and how we (especially if you're working) think we're soo gonna get sacked for not being the best employee in the whole entire world. But you know what, at the end of the day, you WILL meet your deadlines, suck it up and face the worst people/fears and go through the entire process of being the best employee (in your tiny little workplace). I guess we just cant help but worry, no matter how much you know that you will find a way to complete it. It's that adrenaline rush from all that worrying, which we sometimes need, to pull us through the process.

I feel quite ashamed to say this, i dont know why. Maybe 'cos its something which i started out hating but ended up liking soooo much that i can't live without (hearing) it. For every one person who likes it, i seem to find ten others who dont! But i will say it anyway,
I can't stop listening to Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh myy gossssh!
OMG, LOL. BRB while i hide. This (song) will pass soon enough.
But you know, there's always something about a song that draws you to it. And for me it's always the lyrics.

To Teo Xiao Xuan, who is in France right now, I actually did wake up at 1.42am wondering if i mixed the date of your departure up. Please keep me updated on ur whereabouts!
I've been a bad friend, getting caught up with work and forgetting everything and everyone else.
One more person i need to mention:
Priyalatha Kurusamy, Happy Graduation. I have said it soo many times, but i'll say it again, I'm soo proud of you and what you have achieved.
Ok, back to being a lousy friend. Hahahaha..

To those who said ironman 2 was not a good watch, you must have entered the wrong theatre and watched IP man 2 instead.
Robert Downey Jr., to me, is not exactly a superhero, marvel comics kinda figure. But i have to say he proved me wrong in soo many ways. I'm not wild about him or want to throw myself at him, like many girls/ladies/married women but he's a good watch. I would rather throw myself at the ironman suit, now that's gorgeous, in all its redness.

And on a totally different note, i've vowed to myself to stay committed to the cause.

P.S. I LOVE MY MOTHER.

Sometimes, in the midst of teaching, when the head gets the better of my heart, I always remind myself of this excerpt from an awesome article that was shared with me.

".. three words: Patience. Patience. Patience.
Work to view my autism as a different ability rather than a disability. Look past what you may see as limitations and see the gifts autism has given me. It may be true that I'm not good at eye contact or conversation, but have you noticed that I don't lie, cheat at games, tattle on my classmates or pass judgment on other people?.....
All that I might become won't happen without you as my foundation. Be my advocate, be my friend, and we'll see just how far I can go."

I'm grateful that ordinary people, who have no direct role in special education, have come out to support children with special needs. It's heartening to know that there has been an increase in awareness. But what's worrying is when i look at this child, laughing and playing in the comfort of his "very much sheltered" special school, I wonder if there IS really a place for him out there which will bear the same tolerance and understanding and support for him. I highly doubt so.