A big green Afro wig.
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So we're doing Frankenstein and staging Midsummer's Night Dream as a play for literature class. Nothing makes me wriggle my toes in excitement than that.
Expository writing class has been fun. Topics like relate your ideal partner with an ice-cream flavor (Mine is Rum & Raisins) and what money can or cannot buy as essay assignments make classes no longer a begrudging drudgery. Money can buy a house, it can never buy a home; Money can buy lust, it can never buy love.
Am surprisingly enjoying Malaysian Studies. Been not just forcing the history down my throat, but am learning to ask why? To perhaps understand the motives that drive humanity to do the things they do. Sejarah is no longer a taboo. No need to choyy-touchwood everytime I think of that once senseless subject.
Ethnography class is an eye-opener studying the different cultures. and we're gonna write a book for our Teaching Principles class. Been assigned to teach English in a malay kampung school too, so that should be trying, but exciting nonetheless.
Volleyball training aka Bootcamp is fun. 4 hours of insanity. 1st hour strength training. 2nd hour skill training. 3rd hour small group training.4th hour team training. All subsequent hours you feel your life and vitality draining. Muscle paining. and head spinning.
Nah, I'm just exageratting.
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So how's that for a quick update? You can put back the wig now.
(P/s Jen and I are thinking of starting a girls football club in the Uni. Let's get the ball rolling as she says it! )
2 comments:
football you say..... why not start simply? like futsal! :D
they already have that, but it's kinda at the other block far far away. they just built a football field next to our classes thus the spontaneous idea. :)
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