It's 1115pm on a Friday and I'm at home, blogging. Been really busy at work, hence the lack of entry.

The week started off pretty good.

On Tues, we had the West Zone HOD Symposium and it was held at this really nice place, SAF Yacht Club, which is at the other end of Singapore. Damn far, the only drawback. But really nice and scenic. The theme of the retreat was something to do with ships and how HODs are steering the ship. I wasn't in the organising committee so I went down in what I thought was a suitable outfit: my flighty beige skirt with big flowers and a black top, but I was wrong. There was a dress code, white and blue and I was the only idiot in black. Needless to say, I felt like a moron.

Aside from that, the whole day was prety good. Spent most of the time with the other SAPOs (Special Assistants & Project Officers) bonding and talking nonsense and telling dirty jokes (by Rodney and Leonard) and we played a bunch of IQ games. Which I totally suck at. Cos I have no logic whatsoever. Let me quote you one: A man lives on the 70th floor, in a totally empty house. He's in his room and he managed to hang himself. How did he manage this given the fact that his whole house was completely empty? Note: There was a puddle of water underneath him.

Hmm....I seriously was stumped. The answer? He climbed on an ice cube, hence he was able to reach the top. I know, you guys are probably going 'Whaaattt????????' Cos that's my exact reaction. Anyway, it was a pretty no-brainer day and had a good time with the rest.

Here are some pics of the day.

My bosses aka Supts and DD.

Mr Dawson (the Supt I'm assisting. He's really, really nice. And funny.), DDSW (She's strict and a perfectionist but a wonderful person. Oh, and she has immaculate diction and pronunciation.), Mrs Chean (The other Supt whom I'm supporting. She's very motherly to me. Picks me up to go to events like this all the time.), Mrs Chia (Another Supt. Very hardworking) & Mrs Chan (Another Supt. Also very hardworking)

SAF Yacht Club. The venue for the Symposium. The conference room where the participants were in was facing this so it was really really nice.

The SAPOs: Weisi, Me, Wan Ping, Supt Mr Yang and Rodney.

Had a really long lunch today with Leonard and Rodney after our Principal's Retreat Meeting. We went down to CineLeisure and I bought a pair of yoga pants and a nice exercise top which has stylo holes in them, which does not require a sports bra. And...it's in white! I actually don't look fat in it. I'll try to take a pic of it next time and upload. Too lazy now. Then we went to Marche to eat. Wwe reached office about 2pm and at almost 4, we went for coffee outside the office. And I left about 445 to go back to school.

Then, the nightmare came. I know, drama. I went down to school today to meet up my VP to discuss about my going back after my Masters. Firstly, the P left the room when I entered the VP's room which I thought was odd as I assumed he wanted to be in the conversation too. Secondly, my HOD was not there though he said he will be there. So I was there all alone with my VP, whom I do not know cos she's new. This was how it went:

VP: So you would like to come back to the school?

Khai: Yeah. DD asking us to start looking for schools and the school came to mind.

VP: We have a slight problem though. We have an opening for English, not Humanities.

I blanched. English? What's with everyone offering me English? She said the Humanities dept was full and unless someone goes, there's no space for me. So if I can commit to English, I will probably have a space in school. And my HOD was not there to help me convince the VP that I would be able to contribute more in the Humanities department cos I've helped to pull up the grades.

I was disappointed cos I know I won't want to come back if I had to do English. I went down, saw Vidhu and Wendy waiting for me. They looked at me expectantly and I almost cried. I just shook my head and Wendy, being the friend that she is, whisked me into Vidhu's car and told him to drove off to somewhere else where we can talk with privacy.

We drove down to Casuarina Prata house and parked the car and talked. Damn warm lah. Talked for an hour and half. Don't know why we didn't go down and sit somewhere have a drink. But anyway, they talked to me and I was touched by how concerned they are. Vidhu went as far as telling me he would take on the English load while I do humanities just so that I can come back to the school. And he hates teaching English. :) My friends. Thanks both of you. Love you guys.

I think I'm going to go to other schools. If the school doesn't see the point in posting me back and doesn't appreciate my contributions, then I shouldn't waste my time. Even though my closest friends are there, we'll still be friends even if I'm not in the school. I think it's time to move on. I'm not going to grovel and ask for a space anymore.