Delaqroux inc.

In case some of you havent noticed, i have started another version of this blog up in blogspot. This is due to the fact that IPBA’s Streamyx server has been changed to KPM’s Schoolnet where most sites like Friendster and Facebook are blocked. Therefore, posting up blogposts over Friendster’s blog is a lil hard to do when i’m in IPBA. Luckily, KPM, being suckers never heard of Blogspot (at least, so far) so yeah, it’ll be much easier if i’m to have my blog there for frequent postings. In any case, most of the posts will be the same as those posted in my Friendster’s blog but of course, i added a lil extra posts in there as well.

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Delaqroux inc Updates 2k8

Delaqroux Inc Updatesssss…….

….at this point of me
typing this blogpost, daryl just claimed that he mistook a dude for a
girl… and upon realizing it, he admit that the dude…. is hot….

and he said "i’m not being gay.. i’ms admiring beauty without looking at the gender…"

and he did said earlier, "after reading the ‘No Bra’ manga, i do admit that guys can be hot"……

HOLY MOTHER ****ER!!! WHAT THE F*CK!!!???

Delaqroux Inc Updates on the fourth day of SBE..

And
on that day, nothing really happened. We went to observe one class and
that’s it. Nothing new. No interaction. It was a lower grade class so,
yeah, i expect that the student to not give much response to English
teaching.

However, Dark wont make any blogpost is there nothing
worth talking about right? Yeah, apparently, as we thought that the day
is just gonna end with nothing interesting occurence, we were forced to
attend a staff meeting in the staff room and the meeting took around 2
hours. By the time the meeting ended, it was already 3pm (the school
ended early every Thursday to make way for staff meetings so yeah, you
do the maths) and guess wat? It was raining…

If there’s one
element in the world that we always count on but still at times, we
sees it looking back at us, laughing; it will be "faith". Yeah, we had
to walk quite a distance to the nearest bus stop and it was raining.
Thinking that we had a good guide teacher (aka Madam Victoria), she
might for once show some kindness and offer us a ride at least to the
bus stop. But, nooooo… she’s nowhere. @#$%.

And so we began
our walk. We could have waited but Reva, being slightly anxious to get
back to dorm as our assignment deadline was on the next day, and Me,
being a guy who always find some excuse to had himself to walk in the
rain (like the one just now), we did walked in the rain… and the rain
grew heavier… Thanks God… And lucky us, the 89 buses had an
interval of 30 minutes for one after another. Like some kind of a lame
short story on a good day turned bad, we missed the bus.
As the rain
grew heavier, the wind went haywire. Yeah, 4 soon-to-be-teachers
denying the law of physics and taking cover underneath one umbrella
might not really be a good idea. Notice that i said that we walked to
the bus stop- not "bus stand". There were never any bus stands. Just
the side of the road where the bus stops… Damnit.

And so we
waited. Desperate, we just boarded a different bus and this bus
apparently, uses a different route. Of course, it dropped us close to
ipba. Only that it was an unofficial stop. In other words, we had to do
a lil hiking before we can start walking again back to ipba. (I’ll post
a pic up here soon to show you our hiking ‘trip’). To add up more
obstacles, it was still raining. Evem heavier this time and denying
physically logic rules of sharing one umbrella no longer applies in
this situation. By the time, we reached back ipba, we were soaked,
hungry, tired and sleepy… and we were even the last SBE group to
arrive back in IPBA. Yeah.. soaked, hungry, tired, sleepy and
last-to-reach-IPBA SBE Group…

We sucked…

Delaqroux Inc Updates.

I want my life back.

Well, i do
enjoy going for the SBE programme more than attending mass lectures.
But going all the way to Kota Damansara just for some six hours of
school observation (actually, it wasnt even six hours of observation-
half of the session we spent hanging out in our SAL room), totally wore
me out. I mean, seriously, woke up at 5 am and coming back at 4pm,
slept for two hours to 6pm, at dinner at 8pm, do my assignments all the
way til 11pm aaaaand… repeat stuff all over. Gosh… am i goin2 be
stuck with this schedule once i actually start my career..?

That’s gonna suck.

But
on the second thought, there are some events on my second and third day
of SBE that made me feel inspired to be a teacher all over again. Well,
the first was observing Madam Aznizah’s class of Form 4 Alpha. It was
quite a cheerful class and at first, we thought that all we had to do
is just sit at the back of the class and observe. But then, madam
Aznizah totally opened the whole classroom for the four of us. In other
words, we are free to mingle around the class and observe the
classroom’s layout or interview any of the students. That was something
unexpected. But then, the cool part is that the students instead,
interviewed us. It all started out with Reva (whom i suspected was
drunk on coffee) who, without any hesitation, just stood up and start
walking around the class. Guess she was the ice breaker. And then
Shen-Ann followed. After awhile when Reva was entirely occupied with
her own interviewing (yeah, the students ended up interviewing her
instead… pfft.. typical) I saw a bunch of students sitting in the
corner of the class and I started my interview session. Turned out that
my interview of the small group of students become bigger and yeah, i
actually had fun talking with the students. In the end, the whole class
ended up talking with us and yeah, that was cool.

The second
class that we observed wasnt really loaded up with interaction as they
are basically just doing revision for the day. However, as we waited to
attend our third class to observe, Madam Aznizah paid a visit into our
SAL room (more to like a surprise visit actually- she caught me with
the cane and i was poking reva with it.. ahem…) and she asked us to
help out her two classes in their SAL activity.. So, in otjher words,
its like taking over two classes at the same time and both of the class
wasnt really top-notch disciplined classes as well…

So, i was like, DAYUMN!!

It
was 3 Efficient and 3 Fluent (it’s actually Fasih but i simply
translate it to English XD). Surprisingly, 3 Efficient was more than
esteemed to accept us and ask for our help on their activity. Of
course, some of them were a litte naughty and slightly testing out
capabilities but they are esteemed in learning (probably as we were
observing them). 3 Fluent however, some of the students are a lil bit
problematic and they are more interested in acting cool and hitting on
Reva and SHen-Ann. And to think that they’re just 15 years old- 4 years
younger than me and i should have all the privilege of ****** them with
a broom stick into their *******. sigh… if only i could, i would be
very happy.

Happy me… wakaka.

Well, in all, it wasnt
really that bad. We just ignored the problematic ones and focused more
on the ones that really seem to enjoy learning (although they are still
slightly hyper and just wouldnt sit down and finish their work). As a
matter of fact, what strucked me was that; though these students arent
quite advance in their learning compared to the upper classes, some of
them actually tried to reply to us back in English language. So, in
other words, as how much teachers in SMK S4 often regard them as being
hopeless, maybe its just the teacher being slightly too pessimistic. Of
course, i have just been here for three days and i’m not really keen
with teaching’s curves. but i do believe that school is not simply
build on discipline, teaching and learning. Sometimes, i believe it
does has a lot to do with having faith to one another- both teachers
with the students and students with the teacher. Maybe i should do more
observation on that…

Delaqroux Inc Updates!

I still have a few posts left unposted around in the draft section. Maybe i’ll post it up one of these days. But yeah,

There’s
always this constancy that, when Darkie havent post for a long time and
suddenly he did and it was long one, he’s either high, emo or most
importantly; very, very, very pissed with something. This is another
good example of that
case. Expect vulagrities, racism, swearings
and a hell lot of materials that you may disagree or you find
offensive. If you still complaining after reading my warning up there,
then here’s something simple to reply to you: "F* OFF"

So how was the first SBE like?

Yeah,
i’ll be telling you what happened in just a few moment. But most of it
will slightly be racist (if you wan2 put it in that way) so yep, here
it is.

First of all, the school was nice. My previous school’s
blocks arrangement was all in a mess so i never actually had the
experience of studying in a school where the compounds are connected
and arranged in such way that you can still travel from blocks to
blocks without having to go all the way to ground floor and travel by
the pathway. Apart to that, studying in a primary school that was
nearly 15 years old and in secondary school that aged as far as 50
years old, SMK Section 4 Kota Damansara seems spanking new. Obviously
something to be expected out of a four years old school.

In any case, here we arrive to the main section! Meet the Fourians!

yeah, fourians.. stands for SMK S4-ians i think… yep.

First
of all, there’s the usual dominating barbaric malay male students group
which makes a whole lot of noise with random shoutings, hell lot of
swearings and major disobedience towards everything and everyone.
THere’s a group of shy chinese performers on whom we approach to ask on
what are they performing and they ended up freaked out and fled away,
and there’s bunch of chinese guys and indian girls who just watched us
pass by without any comments. Well, truth to tell, i was expecting
Shen-Ann to get a hell lot of attention when she got to the school.
But, i was wrong. Note that such statement of expectation being
rhetorically answered with an "i was wrong" will bring up the next
question of "who then?". Well, in this case, the answer to that shall
be Reva and thus, we arrive to our actual main section.

Meet the Indian guys…

Yep,
loud, despo for attention, loud, sits in a group of their own of tamil
speakers, loud, and just a lil too overdose of desperation to attract
passing by girls… and yeah, loudly. Well, for an ethnocentric indian
or an indian who are
not all that, you might say, "we aint like
that". And for those who lived and grew up surrounded by indian
community might end up asking "aint that normal?" In this case, i shall
have no say for the first point. However, i would like to differ for
the second.

Have you ever met and indian guy that, literally, squawks? No, SERIOUSLY, they squawked!

At
first, they are Indian students with all these despo attempt to attract
Reva’s attention. In the beginning, i thought it’s tolerable. But as
the day goes on, the desperation becomes a lil too haywire. Putting the
point of squawking indian guy aside first, there’s the Raptor Indian
guy. Remember those scenes inside Jurassic Park where the guy is
looking into a cage and a velociraptor from inside just sprung towards
the guy, hitting the cage bars in the process and roared? Well, an
indian guy did that despite he is actually having a class inside the
room. We were passing by the Self Accessment Learning room and
literally, an indian raptor guy did that.

So, yeah, wtf…

After
so much more despo attempts, we decided to try out some reverse
psychology. Instead of walking away and ignoring them, what if we
acknowledge them? Perhaps, start a friendly conversation or just smiled
at them. Probability of that
solution will work to lower down
their despo level might be around zero to negative zero point one. But
we thought it was worth the shot. So here’s what happened.

Indian Guy: **speaks something in Tamil with loud voice to attract Reva**
Me: Try la if you want. Just try asking them where the library is.
Reva: **turns to indian guy** Um.. mana library ye?
Indian Guy: **talks loud Tamil to friends**
Indian Guy: **looks back at Reva**
Indian Guy: **still in a loud voice**
Indian Guy: Tingkat 3, naik, belok kiri… SQUAWKK!!!!

So, yeah! We were like "WTF??"

Indian Guy: Cikgu baru ke?
Reva: No.. thanks ya?
Indian Guy: SQUAWK!SQUAWK!SQUAWK!SQUAWK!SQUAWK!SQUAWK!
**All of us escaped in a hurry**
Indian Guy: **from the distance** SQUAWK!SQUAWK!SQUAWK! **and yeah, it continues**

So, seriously, people; WTF??!!

I
kinda pity Reva. I mean, of course, one or two flirty attempts to get
your attention is tolerable. But the whole day of SBE Programme? I was
starting to get pissed off myself too. We cant go anywhere around the
school with Indian assholes whistling, screaming, singing something in
Tamil which sounds like twisted intestines’ farts coming through their
mouth, and yelling something in Tamil towards Reva. At one point of
time, i feel like just blurting out to the PK HEM on asking him "why is
all Indian guys in his school are such assholes?" Still keeping this to
myself, i even feel like asking Madam Prema to change us to another
school. But then again, we might just end up with another squawking
fucking indian raptor guy instead. Sigh… Assholes… Lee and Ann
wasnt taking it seriously and so does Adam and Daryl.

But in a
way, i seriously feel pissed with the Indian students in that school.
Maybe what Ann said was right. I do grow up with my sisters and my mom
so maybe i grow a lil too empathatic. Well, that’s better than being
‘friends’ but stupid that you grow retardedly insenstive, i think =)

Anyways,
apart from the Indian assholes around, we did enjoy the day. We didnt
really observed any classes so far but the interviewing and the
layout-observing was okay. lolz. At one point, i kinda feel relieved
when, after all those Indian guys screaming at Reva, she still end out
saying that she preffered having SBE than mass lectures. Oh well.