There have been so many new developments in my life, that I seem to be floundering around in a forest of mist, trying to make sense of what is going on...I fell sick, I went to a hospital for the first time in my life, I survived Practicum, I re-visited my beloved City of Joy, I moved back, attended many seminars, shifted out of the land of verdure, NTU, I moved in to a new place, I joined a new JC...things have been happening at the speed of a galloping horse competing with light particles.
I have so much to chronicle, lest I forget: some bitterly disappointing disillusionment, some rewarding, lasting friendships, forged some unforgettable memories. At the moment, I am marking scripts, and I should get back to that soon. I am growing up so fast, and I am trying to make sense of the years which are speeding by, trying to negotiate the relationship between age and maturity, years and responsibility, innocence and experience. Blake's poems chronicle this passage with such ease, but life itself is far from it.
I miss my dearest of friends @sacredsprites, Mad Girl, Vigo and IBM...if you girls read this, remember I will love you forever...
And a big hug to all the new friends I have made here...things are falling into the Anne scheme of things, what with the teaching, but one absence, a significant one, looms large and clear...sigh...and there is that other aspect...niggling, yet wriggling, that weird thought of transformed friendship.
I have so much to chronicle, lest I forget: some bitterly disappointing disillusionment, some rewarding, lasting friendships, forged some unforgettable memories. At the moment, I am marking scripts, and I should get back to that soon. I am growing up so fast, and I am trying to make sense of the years which are speeding by, trying to negotiate the relationship between age and maturity, years and responsibility, innocence and experience. Blake's poems chronicle this passage with such ease, but life itself is far from it.
I miss my dearest of friends @sacredsprites, Mad Girl, Vigo and IBM...if you girls read this, remember I will love you forever...
And a big hug to all the new friends I have made here...things are falling into the Anne scheme of things, what with the teaching, but one absence, a significant one, looms large and clear...sigh...and there is that other aspect...niggling, yet wriggling, that weird thought of transformed friendship.
