The Grace in Grace

After 2 weeks of contemplating on the idea of handing up the letter, it's finally printed and send out. Wanted to write something crude yet politically correct, but then got to be nice before exiting. The crude one will come on the day I leave, maybe. Took girlfriend's sample, modified a bit and had her "mark" it for grammar last night.

It was quite a tough decision to make. Nonetheless I have a lot of free time in this job, but on the other hand this wasn't what I want. No matter how much I dislike or like the school at some point of time, I have come to call KC home. The HOD is the best boss you can have, slow to anger and gave me a lot of personal space. Protective, to make sure I don't get extra crap workload from lazy teachers who thinks we are meant to do what they told us to do. Understanding when the company tried to stir shit and forgiving for the umpteen times of me coming late for work; not that I don't now :P If there's one thing that would hold me back from resigning, it would be her. Nice lady who knows how to have fun, even though she don't look like it.

I still remember the jittery when I step into the company and KC; the attachments to schools, the first lesson at KC, the first major hoo-ha with a parent and so on.. Now, all these have come to past and I'm proud to say any hoo-haing with parents, teachers, students or even the company shakes me no more. For the past week, I've learn to use sarcasm when need be to get message across. You don't see Grace behave like this in the past do you?

I got to give this job some credit too. Without this job, a lot of things wouldn't be happening now. KC opened up a few doors for me.

Pris>Blacks>Girlfriend>Equator Dive>Dive Kakis

The list can go on and on, that's just the summary of it all. I mentioned it before, the best thing I've gotten thus far from the link generated above; it's getting to know girlfriend and the rest :) She taught me so much and I guess I have learn well.

A couple of months left before I start taking down all the pictures from my wall and Pukimon (pun intended) can shift to my luxurious corner. Seriously, he really motivates me to leave. The moment he opens his mouth, I feel like stuffing a crown of thorns into it.

Time to start planning, I got my son's mouth to feed in Mongolia. All will work well, I know, cause my God is my provider. And well, if you got a job that suits me, holler me!