Today, I woke up with that very normal dreaded feeling. It's Monday, okay. I would be glad to have anyone in the house, drag me out of bed and into the shower, if truth be told. I'm that lazy. On my way to work on the lrt, I saw a boy who went to the same primary and secondary school and is 2 years my junior. I've always remembered him as a puny boy and the one who my friend screamed at during peer support programme because he was damn annoying (it was either him or his classmate). There he was, sitting on the train, with a gi haircut, clad in his school uniform and all grown up. He has grown much, much taller since I last saw him, which was 4 years ago. My, it has been that long since I left that school. Okay, honestly, I have no idea why I brought that boy up. It's not like he's significant in any way. It's just plain stupid on all levels.

Ohh speaking of assumption english, let me give you an account of what happened to my youngest sister who is also an assumptionite. Last week, her friends and her left their schoolbags in the canteen to go somewhere only to return and realise that my sister's bag was missing. Not any other bag, but only my sister's bag. Of course, her textbooks went missing and Nana was rather sore when Irah said that the mp3 player was gone too. Anyways, I just want to bring up the point that this is the very school which has cctv installed in every nook and crannies, mind you. Back when I was in the school, I often paid the general office a visit; to return classroom keys, class register and a diary since I was the class chairperson. And each day as I entered the office, I realise that no one's really monitoring the surveillance.

In no way am I intent on slandering/flaming/defaming the school but really, apart from the security guards employed at the guard house, I was told that and have seen a couple of security guards in the school premises. I understand that they cannot be everywhere all at one time. But with a prison-like surrounding and so many security guards, I just found it preposterous that they had overlooked the theft. What's the point of spending so much money on security and safety if no vigilance or precaution is practiced? It was only until my sister's form teacher came back (after mc or something) that Irah was allowed to view the videos and identify the culprit. My dad says it seems that the principal is not taking this seriously. So much for compassion, humility, respect, INTEGERITY, sense of RESPONSIBILITY and TRUST. Yes, the acronym is christ. Clearly, some of the students have a long way to go before they can truly have the school's core values entrenched within them. And the principal, tsk tsk tsk. However did you manage to rise to become a principal of a catholic school whose core values include that of compassion? I wonder.

It's utterly disappointing to come to know of assumptionites going against a fellow assumptionite. I don't mean to be such a sentimental wuss but, where is the spirit of brotherhood? Whatever happened to He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother?? huhhhhh? I am sure it's not all easy peasy managing the school but it baffles me sometimes and leaves me wondering, what is the school teaching the kids these days. In the first place, are they even teaching the correct things? I am perturbed and deeply concerned, no less.

I was in immense disbelief when my mum told me, all I muttered was the istighfar.

In other news (less-earth shattering ones.haha), work was okay. 8 more days to pay day. woooohooo. CM taught I and I a very smart lesson. He was trying to say something in the midst of chewing his coconut biscuit but it came out all gibberish. He was very quick to add "never eat with your mouth full". Very smart indeed. In any case, we all left work with very toned cheeks and stomach muscles.

Okay I am off to watch Winnie The Pooh's A Very Merry Pooh Year. I am quite the fan. hur hur. Tigger becoming unbounce-able is something I cannot miss.

Now be good everyone. Do not do unto others what you do not want others to do unto you. Sometimes, I wish we were living in the medieval times or in a Strict Islamic state where thieves' hands would be chopped off. Sometimes.