Feeling tired after teaching in the morning and jazz class in the afternoon. The heat is also contributing to that 'burnt out feeling', no doubt.

Little anecdotes today... One of my students, a small elderly lady, came to class and gave me 2 oranges and an ang pow for CNY. Was so touched...Was actually feeling rather reluctant to go for class today because for the past 2 weeks of lessons, the class numbers have been dwindling. Well, may be 2 reasons for this, one is that many have been busy lately, from helping out in the relief efforts for the tsunami victims, to preparing for CNY, to getting involved in the many activities at the family centre (heard that there's gonna be another branch somewhere and the opening ceremony is soon). The other reason, which I feel may also be quite probable, is that the lesson is boring and well, that I haven't been able to teach very well. Been trying to make it more interesting, but there are lots of things like vocab that even I find myself falling into the trap of giving boring lessons... Well, more students came back for today's lesson, but only 6 or 7. Very discouraging, especially when I see very little improvement... But anyway, the oranges and that ang pow I received brightened my day. I kinda realised that at least I have built a certain rapport with my students and that they trust me... At least those whom I see more often...

Still bothered by the lesson plan though... Showed them a little clip from Once Upon a Time in China III, the scene where Aunt Thirteen is teaching Wong Fei Hung how to speak English, just to break the monotony a little. They enjoyed it ^^. Am trying to incorporate more of such things into the lesson, but my resources are limited also..

Anyway, after my teaching stint at the family centre, I proceeded back to NUS to do some work and hopefully be in time to hand in my assignmentd due on the 4th and 5th of March. Very bad progress... still dunno how to write. Bad thing about these 2 assignments, is that no amount of research is gonna help u find a direction in writing ur essays. Question very broad, very abstract... Still pondering... Very bad...

When the time came, I met YC for our jazz class at Telok Ayer (dance company Ecnad). That discouraging feeling sank in again when I found myself fumbling most of the time and well... looking like an idiot? Yah, u know having to see urself in the mirror and wondering "how come pple look like that and I look like this? Where did those hands and legs go?" Have a feeling even the instructor is kinda exasperated with me too. Maybe I'm just in one of those moods again =P.

But well, after lesson our intructor, Vincent, had a pretty long casual chat with us and we found out that he had decided to pursue his dreams (dancing, obviously) after realizing that he didn't wanna be stuck studying engineering. He also talked about how sometimes one must plod on and overcome the norms and restrictions and do what u really like or else it's really meaningless... That was the gist of it, basically. Well, a very sunshine guy I would say, but in terms of practicality? Not too sure... Either he's got a blessed life of being able to pursue his dreams without thinking too much of the bread and butter issue, or he has sacrificed many material gains just to be what he wants to be. Although I dun really agree with his theory of ignoring social norms and going the 'deviant' way, I think his courage and determination of taking the road less taken is something that will never happen to me, and that I admire. Nevertheless, he's a good intructor whose primary concern during lessons, u can tell, really is to ensure that we are doing the right movements and actions the right way. Also like the fact that he concentrates alot of stretchings and body conditioning - the real way to be dancing.

In other news, also feeling upset about my weight which has been increasing day by day and I can't seem to bring it down.. Clothings getting tighter, appetite getting bigger... ~sob~

What a bummer... I'm so darn sleepy yet I can't sleep cos my hair is wet and I can't blow it dry. Ok ok, I admit, that is one HUGE disadvantage of having permed hair.