Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Balakong
Day 1
The morning after, I was requested to bring the mistress' two kids to school.
I was almost flipping with eager to do so, since I'm not paying any rental fees.
So I drove to school in the heavy rain and sloppy roads.
The teachers gave a few little notions in our arrival, which, is a good thing, because we don't need a big warm welcome to garner unwanted attraction.
But the school itself is a huge culture shock to me.
Assembly was an hour late.
Classes are over-lacking with subject teachers.
The parking lot is like a housing lot. (All brackets no roads in between)
Koko is on Wednesday during class hour.
Class teachers are not allowed to collect class fee.
I know some schools are weirder in some sense.
I tried to do everything at a time, which led to no time to shit and eat syndrome.
At home, I got mistress' orders:
~TALKING TO ME ABOUT CAR ACCIDENTS (which she denied was her fault and blaming it on the parents' barbaric nature is not a defense but a clear view of her nature)
~GETTING ME TUITION ON THE FIRST DAY (is showing me like wise)
~INTERROGATING ME WHY I DID NOT EAT, WHY I STAYED UP LATE, WHY DIDN'T I OFF THE LIGHTS AT NIGHT (are off the limits of my state of privacy)
I'm not selfish.
A little bit self-centered.
But I'm not entirely so selfless.
So why can't I have the house I was offered before?
- self suffice life is something I wanted very badly
- total freedom, a vital sign of my life
This is not what I bargained with my freedom for.
I should have written Ipoh.
