Ok hello. Yes, I am still alive. Though yes my blog doesn't look alive.

I know there are still people reading my blog. And I do feel guilty for not blogging. I miss my blogging days. Blogs with lotsa photos. I am sorry. I really do not have that much time anymore. What's more with everything seems to contain nasty virus. *nasty germs as my kids would say it*.

It's Friday night, and already I miss my kids. This love-hate relationship, where I can scream at them the whole day and miss them really badly. Urgh. So yes, I am still a teacher, and it feels like I've been doing this work for years. Working in the biggest Eureka centre does not, let me repeat, does not help anything. Even if I am offered double, triple my current pay, seriously speaking, I might not even take it up. I feel so LETHARGIC. It's not so much of the physical tiredness, which of course is there, what's more with the running up and down the stairs, if running after the kids is not enough. It's more of the mental, emotional tiredness. AHHH!

But I'm gritting myself through it, honestly speaking, for my children. I really want the best for them. And as firm I am with them, I really want to be there for them. Because seriously, the offer was much better, and I know I will be more relaxed there. But no, I want to be with my children. I want to see them grow. I want to see them graduate,even though I can die with their graduation concert. Heh. From the bottom of my heart, I do love my kids.

Don't talk to me about the storybook creation. Don't talk to me about KIC. Don't talk to me about official opening. PTC. Graduation concert. I have enough on my plate right now.

And don't remind me of my Monash degree. I am really not sure if I can cope with it all.

And yes, of you, getting married, without even bothering to tell me. When you promised I will be the FIRST one you will tell. I don't need to be the first one, nor be invited, but atleast, atleast, being told. That was a promise, when I mean something. Atleast, when I'm remembered.

But now, I get the picture. When there WAS me and you.