After keeping long hair for more than half a decade, I decided to cut it off.

Ta-da! My new hair cut.

The very last picture taken with my long hair.

And guess who cut my hair?

My MOM…of course. She always cut my hair since young and I am always her very regular and satisfied customer. (my sister disagrees though)

This kind of drastic change always happens when I am very stressed. This is not so bad as compared to those days when I was preparing for my O’ level exam.

Back then, I ALMOST SHAVE MY HEAD!

The idea just came to me one day when I was studying Physics. So glad that I have a SANE mom who nicely negotiated the hair length with me.

At the end, I had a haircut like this…

Too bad I do not have a picture with me now but I can tell you, I was SO HANDSOME!

I was a prefect and had to wear a tie to school. Imagine, having such an awesome hairstyle and cool uniform at a GIRL SCHOOL….

I had so many admirers (all girls). -_-

Every morning, I needed to wake up 10 minutes earlier to ’style’ my hair with wax. Frankly, I found it so troublesome. I don’t even know how my guy friends do it. Some told me that they spent 20 minutes styling their hair every morning!

Mom said I should be more ‘adventurous’ when it comes to haircut and hence, recommended me to perm my hair like this…

She told me proudly that she has tried all sorts of haircut when she was young. But, I don’t think I am ready for it..at least for now.

Disclaimer: My mom is not a hairstylist and has not received any formal training on hair cutting or styling.

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By MY MOM!!!

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Before I proceed, I just want to say to all the teachers out there that…”you guys are unbelievable!!!”

The ‘teachers’ here does not include lecturers in this context.

I had an ‘opportunity’ to conduct a 3D workshop for the secondary school kids last week. Despite my busy schedule and mounting workload, I took a precious 4 hours off to conduct this workshop.

Before I start my lesson, I told myself that these students were different from my students, that I should manage my expectation before teaching them about 3D and the software.

Their teacher was a sweet lady. We chatted for awhile while waiting for the kids to settle down.

Right after the kids were seated, she transformed into a stern cold person and started warning them. I couldn’t believe the next few sentences that she said to the class!

“I DO NOT want to see LEGS on the table. AND I CERTAINLY DO NOT WANT to see something something on the chair.” I can’t remember the something something because I was already in shock.

“I DO NOT want to hear phone ringing so TURN IT TO SILENT MODE!”

After a short silence, she turned to me, smiled sweetly and nodded to me. 0_0 Wow..fierce! She sure changed very fast.

Before I start saying anything, she turned back again, smiled sweetly and said:” If anyone of them wants to go to the toilet, don’t let them go in pair. They must go ALONE.”

*gulp* I swore my expression was priceless when I heard that. Because the other teacher joked to her that she was scaring me. She sure was.

Suddenly I did not know what kind of students danger situation I was getting myself into.

*still in shock* I turned to the class and smiled sweetly, “Good morning and welcome to xxx. Today…”

Then I realised, even I could ‘change’ as fast as she did.

For your information, these were 16 years old kids. Frankly, I do not remember my teacher saying those things to us. May be time has changed. Kids now are very different. But again, my generation is not very FAR from theirs, isn’t it?

The class went well though the majority had no interest in 3D at all. They said they were “dragged” by their teachers here. HAH!

But really, I can’t imagine how patient these teachers are. I am not sure how it is like to teach the secondary and primary school kids but one thing I am sure is, it AIN’T easy! Especially if you have a bunch of mischievous students who always want to test their boundaries. -_-

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Found my year 12 school magazine the other day and saw this picture..

It was taken at the AQUA day and this picture was featured in the school magazine.
Gosh, look at the ‘art’ on my face! What was I thinking man..

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This is me, for almost 4 months now.

I called it the Pimples-O-Meter.

And it works like this: Numbers of Pimples = Stress level

I have never had so MANY pimples in my life before. The most I had was 2.

Now, I have 18!

I went to see doctor a few weeks ago. Of course, it wasn’t about the pimples.

Doc: Are you undergoing lots of stress?
Me: Yes. Very busy.
Doc: You must have your meals promptly. And, eat slowly.
Me: I tried to….
Doc: And rest more please..
Me: I tried…and dr, can you give me sleeping pills?
Doc: Em..why?
Me: I can’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes, my work can’t stop flashing before my eyes..
Doc: Drink warm milk before you sleep. It helps…

I think I need warm Sake instead.

I took leaves to work at home during school holiday. Sounds crazy to you but it saves time from travelling to school and also having lunch (I just eat from the fridge). I work better at home because I don’t get distracted by every other things such as phone calls. Even going to toilet is nearer.

I have been working like that for 4 months now. Time is very precious to me and every minute counts.

My colleague said that I completed my work fast. But what they didn’t know was I don’t stop working after dinner and I work on Saturday and Sunday.

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I thought I was doing alright…UNTIL TODAY.

I broke down this evening…when I saw my timetable for the new semester.

I have marathon classes almost everyday, except Friday which is reserved for meetings.

Marathon classes = Classes are scheduled back-to-back from 9am – 6pm, with only an hour of lunch break or so.

No, it is not the first time. I have survived the past few semesters and I will be fine, just as before.

But my tears didn’t think so. The timetable ‘detonated’ many ‘land mines’ which were buried months ago.

I knew I was going to be exhausted teaching continuously for hours. But being an educator, nothing seems more important than the students’ learning.

Last semester, my students’ class was scheduled 5 hours straight with no ‘official’ break in between. My heart ached when I saw their zombie faces. And so, I gave them my ‘official’ 30 minutes break instead.

The tricky thing though, is always the time constraint vs. content delivery. 30 minutes break is considered a very luxurious break. Imagine that there are contact hours to be fulfilled vs. the syllabus to be covered vs. the learning-teaching pace.

And again, I always tell myself that what does not kill me will make me stronger. I take it as a challenge and a test. The timetabling issue is only the small one. I have other bigger and more complicated tasks to attend to.

But sometimes, I just wish I am a robot.

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I have been so down recently, and hence, lack of updates.

Why? Because my loyal camera just decided to break down one day.

And why? Because its beloved owner –> ME, never take good care of it. Fell on the floor so many times until its skin has peeled off. Cherry, you’ve done it again.

I feel so ‘paralysed’ now. Each time I want to capture “THE MOMENT” and – OOPS! I don’t have a camera…

And Christmas is still 2 months away!!

I . am . so . sad..

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