I still haven’t received all the Tokyo pictures yet therefore I refuse to blog about it:(
To my surprise Angela told me we only took around 300 pictures. I thought we took thousands wtf. But I guess that’s because the second half of the trip we took videos instead of photos.
So the Tokyo trip post can wait a day until I get them all from Angela!
Today was the first day of my English tuition teacher job.
I was terrified, to be honest. When I arrived, 2 girls and a boy stampeded down the stairs to stare at me and ask me why I didn’t look white. wtf.
And the textbook handed to me contained the most boringest shit ever. Things like “Excuse me, I ordered the coffee 30 minutes ago and it hasn’t arrived.”
Even if I take off my clothes and shout out that line while dancing it wouldn’t be interesting. wtf.
The good thing is that the teacher who hired me told me I didn’t need to follow the book and could just do whatever I want yay!
And I only have five students. I seriously felt like Great Teacher Onizuka wtf cos none of them looked studious and kept bickering among themselves.
But once I got them talking about their hobbies and girlfriends/boyfriends it was okay. :))
They’re not that disciplined I think but they’re very friendly and talkative, which is good, even though their grammar sucks.
And the first few questions they asked me was “do you have a boyfriend” and “what is your height?” wtf.
Oh I think Japanese kids are a lot better-looking and more mature-looking than their Malaysian counterparts. wtf. I don’t think Japanese college students are more goodlooking but I dunno why the middle school kids are a lot cuter than Malaysians.
I don’t feel like a teacher and they don’t look like my students.
After class was over, I was supposed to wait at the convenience store next door for Naoko to pick me up. The 2 girls, Reimi and Mai decided to wait with me cos they thought it was dangerous.
WTF! Where got students worry about teacher’s safety wan. I feel stupid wtf. Oh well quite sweet of them anyway: I think I’ll enjoy this job:)
Sorry ar this entry not funny at all. Will blog more tomorrow okay!
Some reasons why Malaysian and Aussie sticker machines can fuck off. wtf.
