Guts Full

Erhem, I’ve got some updates to share. Not on my job search. And btw, that’s one of the most frustrating two syllabus word to hear about right now. It’s on erm activities I enrolled myself into.

Namely, Japanese lessons, Yoga class and Cantonese.

Confession time. Ever since sometime last year I’ve been looking up on the Community  Centre webpage. I first visited the site to look for cooking lessons to enrol my domestic helper into. And then, the fascination. I never knew that besides cooking lessons, computer classes and folk dance classes, our CC is actually offering a range of other more interesting things to do!

So, as I’ve always mentioned about how dead boring life is right now, I got an inspiration to get myself engaged with some stuff (you know, since job search has proven to be a terrible failure on me). Then it came. Pick up a third language! My initial intension was to do a dialect, Cantonese (An inspiration derived from my parents Hongkee friend and my huge adoration for the night market in HK.  Imagine me being able to bargain in Cantonese with those stall vendors. AWESOME.) I proceeded on to discuss with my Mom on that issue straightaway and she offered to coach me Cantonese (she claims that she can speak as well as locals over there) while I get out and pick up another language. There, deal close. Lessons are being conducted daily at night. The instructor engaged is a self-proclaimed high-profile Cantonese speaker. No fees required.

Moving on. Our CC offers a comprehensive of language lessons much to my surprise. Basic ones like English, Chinese, Malay and Tamil. Then the not so basic ones like Japanese, Korean, French and Irish (I think). Weighed out between a few pros and cons and Japanese was it. Japan, one of the world’s top 3 economy, multiple MNCs and the place snows. HAHA, snowing is clearly not one of the reasons but it sound better in threes, can’t think of the third one though. With what basic logic could comprehend, learning this language might help to be a profile booster. And there, DEAL. Who wouldn’t want some profile booster, you tell me.

As for Yoga the reason is simple and obvious. I need to shed some serious pounds. Ask me my weight right now and I won’t be able to give you one. Not because I’m embarrassed about it but simply because I haven’t got the motivation to step onto the weighing machine ever since A’s. A conservative estimate would be that I’ve gained 10kg from the whole course of A levels studies. CONSERVATIVE, you read me. Having read till here, I guess you would encourage me to pick up a thing or two to do wouldn’t you. By right, I ought to seek for something more physically demanding but then it wouldn’t be something quite of my style. Let’s stick with the original. Oh, coming to the point why I didn’t enrol myself into Yoga classes elsewhere but the CC the answer is simple. IT’S CHEAP. Go check it out and do your sums.

Hopefully life would become more engaging after all this activities I enrol myself into. And here’s the thing. I’m attending all these lessons on my own. A round of applause, people! How many people have such courage? Hahaha. How is it possible that Y. doesn’t have such guts? Waahaahahaha. Alright, honestly, after I signed up for Jap class I did try to ask a friend if she’ll be keen to go for lessons with me (you know, a company might make lessons more enjoyable). But she isn’t and I’m still gonna have to attend classes on my own in a foreign environment.

Guts full I say.

I do sound like I’m promoting the CC don’t I? Ha.

Update: I forgot to mention that I enrolled myself to become a tutor. If you ever have me as your tutor, all that I can say is, Bless You.