Things One Should (not) Know
Okay. Finally Derek/greym0nk reminded me today after lunch that my reader-base would drop drastically if I did not update yandao.com as well, all readers love juicy stories. I concur, fortunately. (no, really, you won’t like me when I’m stubborn and won’t buldge at all)
And then he refreshed my memory of what happened the day before; actually less than 24 hours ago – but for conveniences’ sake, let’s just keep it that way. The questions Brenda and Agnes asked (a pity really. I believe Jolynn should have been here yesterday. she *might* know, hence, saving me the trouble. =X) the previous day.
The thing was like this:
Agnes once again, as usual, was starting with her gossip. She asked everyone things. Things which were personal. (I do believe that once you tell her personal things, its no longer personal. It’s what one would call an Open Secret.. like the Gahmen’s pre-election brib.. handouts, thingy.) Then somehow Brenda came along, and they never do fail to start controversies, and of course, as usual, they picked on everyone, and eventually it came to me.
No. I do mind revealing things about myself. I have a whole closet-full of “secrets” to leak.. and so I leaked some, lor. Mum and Dad always said to give and take. So I’m giving some for the good karma that so many self-improvement books talk about. Then came the disturbing question – which I, as a teacher, have absolutely no idea to answer or to… inform them politely that their next year school syllabus would probably cover that (extract from: “I Not Stupid 2″).
Brenda: Why condoms got flavour, ah?
Agnes: Ya, lor. No difference right. See they got strawberry, orange, banana.. [list goes on]
Brenda: Then last time I wanted to buy the strawberry one right, [as i thought is sweet], then my cousin say is not for eating.
Me: *laughs uncontrollably*
Brenda: Laugh what?
Agnes: But then condoms are use for u-know-what right. So its not as if you going to eat them – or chew on them.
Me: *laughs – and nods head rapidly again.. wondering if i should tell them.*
[forgive the broken english, please. that’s just an extract from a day-to-day conversation]
No, really. I do pity if she chews them, honestly. Sheesh.
I really considered educating them a little.. as in THEORHETICALLY. Though I wouldn’t mind otherwise… La la la la.. *dreamy*, but I probably thought I would meet them up some weekend, and we’ll see then 
Right?
Anyways. I regretted not telling them that the flavouring and colouring used on condoms was due to idiots using them to blow balloons and making water bombs which other idiots lick.
Meanwhile. I have a huge To Do List to honour in the last 5 days of my job as a teacher. I will miss the female students, all of them. Even those naughty ones (naughty as in negative behaviour, not horny!)
I’m actually in the midst of typing a guide on how to operate a digital camera. Wow! Amazing, isn’t it? Back to work guys.. back to work.. – oh. wait. Jolynn just shot me dirty looks as she walked by again. Argh.
*…saw her on the pre-morning bus again, today. always happens. no matter how early or late i seem to wake up, i’ll never fail to be on the same bus as her. and always, when i board, she’ll be half-asleep, and stealing glances. she’ll soon fall asleep on her khaki slingbag soon after.. waking up so precisely at the moment after i press the bell to alight. she glances in my direction.. and her glance seems to stay etched inside my head.. ahhh.. and another day has just started…*