TRANSITIONS.

somehow, i have come to a realisation that we've all grown up.
we no longer play with wooden toys and chalks written on concrete flooring.
tha guys dont carry a hideous mickey mouse haircut anymore whereas tha gurls are back to tha high waisties and leggings. its crazy i tell yew.

kids these days no longer have that innocence they should have. its just all about sex and vulgarities. they do not know what they have been missing out. really. its just so sadd. from what i can vividly recall, i did this camp at changi with pri 5s from coral primary, there was this boy named *john. an autistic child who was outcasted by his peers seemed harmless. but in actual fact, he was more than harmless. HAH. yeahh he adored GURLS. at that age? yew must be thinking come on'. but heyy, his hormones seemed to be raging faster than normal pri 5 kids. apparently, he watches porn and sends them to his friends. whats worse? he tried to tell us instructors tha content. HAH. buddy and myself really had a hard time chasing him out of tha gurls' dorms and night walks. it was insane i tell yew. in a way, disgusted at how media influences have portrayed such images to the young minds these days.

camps have really grown crystal up quite a bit. to overcome challenges and facing difficult kids have actually love instructoring more than ever. gosh. i miss camps. not tha politics but having to see my kids laugh and enjoy themselves and ending tha camp with teary eyes.

those days are gone and instead of tha jumpy, tanned crystal. yew've got a turning fair, heels and dressy crystal scuffling along corridors from classes to classes.

what a transition! phew. i used to complain about tha shitloads i get from tha senior teachers. and now i know its funny, but im gonna miss this place a hell load. tha teachers who treat me like im their younger sis.(: tha tidbits they're forever throwing on my table, the frequent lunch breaks we always have, tha laughters and jokes we share, not to mention gossips. HAHA. memories people, memories.(: my sec 2s. im sure to miss their corny beings, somehow they remind me of my good ol' days as a student. challenges faced are much diff from camps, but im learning to cope. but sad thing is, im leaving this week. yep. i dont know why, but im feeling tha pinch. urgh

gotta go. kids waiting for me at tha study area. one of tha last few times to listen to their callings of ms ang. HAH

loves,
crystal