I am back!
I don't know how to describe what I'm feeling now. I lack sleep. But what we call feeling high has been with me until now. Okay okay, before I start mumbling incoherently and publish all sorts of grammatical, spelling and other errors, well, to start with, p5 kids are hard to handle. On top of that, p5 pampered kids are hard to handle. Listen to them complain about all sorts of things, from mud to wetness to messy to hungry to whatever-springs-to-their-mind.
Damn, I still feel like sleeping.
This job as a camp instructor is something really refreshing, it is a welcoming break away from the dreary job at HSBC previously. You've got to give it your all, invest all your energy levels in it, no matter how little you have rested, you've got to reach out to the students, everything. I spend my time running from my group of children, to the management on top, reporting, attending, reporting, attending..
My room is starting to slant down towards the right.
The highs of this job, is that you have to enjoy what you are doing. Which is the main reason why I have no problems getting along with the other camp instructors. Everybody was crazy, all ready to ra-ra and hyped up, enjoying the highs, funny, dramatic and all. After all, we are what they call funny people in a serious business/serious people in a funny business. Makes sense.
Entry is getting very incoherent.
Lack of sleep is the main thing. My main worry will be to hold out till next Saturday. Tomorrow's Sunday, I've got to teach, and then back to Costa Sands at night, back to camp. Vesak Day another break, and then back to camp.
Okay. Sleep.
I don't know how to describe what I'm feeling now. I lack sleep. But what we call feeling high has been with me until now. Okay okay, before I start mumbling incoherently and publish all sorts of grammatical, spelling and other errors, well, to start with, p5 kids are hard to handle. On top of that, p5 pampered kids are hard to handle. Listen to them complain about all sorts of things, from mud to wetness to messy to hungry to whatever-springs-to-their-mind.
Damn, I still feel like sleeping.
This job as a camp instructor is something really refreshing, it is a welcoming break away from the dreary job at HSBC previously. You've got to give it your all, invest all your energy levels in it, no matter how little you have rested, you've got to reach out to the students, everything. I spend my time running from my group of children, to the management on top, reporting, attending, reporting, attending..
My room is starting to slant down towards the right.
The highs of this job, is that you have to enjoy what you are doing. Which is the main reason why I have no problems getting along with the other camp instructors. Everybody was crazy, all ready to ra-ra and hyped up, enjoying the highs, funny, dramatic and all. After all, we are what they call funny people in a serious business/serious people in a funny business. Makes sense.
Entry is getting very incoherent.
Lack of sleep is the main thing. My main worry will be to hold out till next Saturday. Tomorrow's Sunday, I've got to teach, and then back to Costa Sands at night, back to camp. Vesak Day another break, and then back to camp.
Okay. Sleep.