Posts Tagged ‘work’
On the 10th day of new year…
Congratulation everyone! We are on the 10th day of 2019! 🎉🎉🎉
I stumbled my self on instragam giggling to some teachers’ lives memes such one below. It is really not a laughing matter…
And for all my fellow teachers out there, your future will be defined next week when all your class squad are back from the holiday. Proceed with caution! ⛔️
repeat
A life of a teacher is like a cassette played over and over again with a repeat button. No matter where you are, you will always be someone who will be left behind while your students embark to their new journey. [Originally written on 22 July, 2017]
Stones of life
I just stepped a quite important stone of my life: getting a permanent, full time teaching position in Denmark. It’s an open contract, so now I am applying for a new work visa, crossing fingers for a smooth visa process. This translated to some more years working and living in Denmark, which was for me a fantastic news.
tgif, copenhagen way
It has been a long week for me. How about you?
Aren’t you glad that it’s friday? Lots of people call it tgif. I am one of them who doesnot have the privilege to call out tgif since weekend is thesis writing time. huff 😤
But in between working hours today, my boss took me down to straighten our back, inhaling some fresh air and watching futsal match. We still need to go back to the office and finish all our work, but at least the smell of weekend refreshs for this worn soul.
Hello 2014
I have been in hiatus for months. And it feels good to be back writing again. My friend visits this blog and makes a note through an sms and I decide to take a look of the last piece that I write. well, it’s always good to be back to a good ol’ habit. 🙂
Today is my first day of Semester 2 of the school where I am currently teaching. Guess what? Not only the students and teachers feel gloomy about it, the weather too! Rain, or may I say, constant rain keeps on pouring Jakarta. As a matter of fact if people living in US has Snow Day, we in Jakarta has Flood Day.
Screwdriver
Some people, lately, become one of those screwdriver type. And I find it difficult to rationalize their doings. Every move they do seems to screw me to boiling point. And I start to hate them with every cell in my body (which is a lot, I am sure).
I hope I have never been one of those people. Get ready for an awful Monday. Errrr….