Poetic Justice

Just ended a stint of staying back late 3 days in a row, often against my true desire. Expended most of my "yang" energy trying to contain the energy of more energetic classes bumbling around my labs. Much to my chagrin, there will always be some clowns breaking test tubes, boiling Benedict's reagent, playing the lighter like it is their own gun etc.

I guess before I leave, I will just leave a short note/card/whatever of thanks on the few teachers that I can count with my one hand. My bubbly colleague, unfortunately has gone on maternity leave. Now I am literally on an island of my own, with only the cold walls of my cubicle as my comfort.

While meting out poetic justice on the lab papers, I would occasionally hear a sweet voice over the Great Wall of Tb. It would interrupt my furious slicing of my red ink on paper for a moment. Music to my ears. Ah such loveliness. Guess only Yin energy is capable of containing my Yang energy.

As you can see, I am not talking much sense now. Enough of Surface-to-Air Missiles. (anti-air defenses). I have acquired a new coordinate on my infra red radar. "It's time for action---commanders' forum"---a statement which I always find.....amusing.

Sometimes, it's good to be a puppy for a few days. Yeah. A few days. I would not expect to remain one for 2 years :S No more cats please. (for the moment)