I like to retreat into this world of my own. This world where i just sit and mind my own business. This world where i busy myself with things that give me a sense of purpose; things that spark a light in me!

So odd that indeed words do make or break. Simply just words that proceed from someone's mouth. Yet it is precisely in these words that such rich experience ooze and flow out! It makes me want to devour, yet at the same time slowly savour and chew every precious bit that comes forth. Experiences that... I wouldn't even be doing justice to if I jot them down because I'd certainly fail to capture the original essence within the honey. This is but what I could catch on the inside of me. Hoping that the very bits of me inaccessible to my conscious senses have enraptured every part of the experience! I so yearn to stay and want for more. suddenly, a sleeping part of me has suddenly been awaken! Yet as I just approach the tip of this iceberg, now bids time to say goodbye. What a joke. 3 weeks of passiveness and slowly awaiting the end of this... now as there's but 2 days left, i just wanna squeeze dry whatever else i could!!

What kind of a teacher will I myself become? It's still but a big question mark! I do hope though, that one fine day, I'd be the one taking her position... eliciting so much respect from even a trainee teacher like me now, and giving the exact same advice, and even more, to the curious young heart that seeks and searches.

Let not my heart ever wade and be weary, from wanting to give my all for them.

~such a feast i had.