It's official - I'm on the path of becoming a teacher.
Run and hide, parents.
I just hope that nothing else would come in my way - myself included. I really, really want this. Not only because it is a noble profession, you also get to travel around, meet and live with people you don't know and become friends.
We went through the unavoidable orientation (1 week) and met lots of colourful characters. And soon enough, cliques and friendship began to bud and blossom. (Not to mention distaste, but that's an entirely different story.)
And there is also the fact that I want to lose weight. Yes people, this weight-challenged airhead is trying to lose weight so I would look good in a Red Crescent/Red Cross uniform. No, really.
Also I swear to try anything that I have never done anything before. Like becoming a Red Cross. My reason was I wanted to smooch people. And also, I became the head for my sports house cheer leading squad. Do cheerleaders dance to Vivaldi?
They warned us that everything will be super fast, because this was supposed to be a 2-year (at minimum) compressed to a year. And it's not actually one year as in 12 months, because most of the time will be spent out of class. Yep. I will actually missing classes for valid reasons.
And by the way, I am doing three of my favourite subjects: Maths, Music and English. Yes, yes!
New year, new outlook, same ole me. Just maybe better and younger.