While everyone else is preparing for CNY i’m preparing for school

I’m not going back to study, even I sometimes wish I could do that.

No, I’m for the next month going to teach. !!!…. Yes ol’ little me is going to stand in front of a lot of strangers and say something smart while they all are looking – or staring with their mouths open – at me. Hmm that sounds rather scary by the way. I don’t mind attention, I just feel uncomfortable about becoming the center of attention. Any kind of attention from more than 4-5 people at a time feels kind a scary to me.

I was asked by my immediate boss (I got a few), that if I wanted to try on taking a class in the local uni, on the topic “Journalism in Asia”, on how the political systems is for foreign journalists and how to operate in them. I jumped into it without thinking of what I said yes to, and now I am going to have the first class on Tuesday the 4th.

I am partially freaking out inside of myself right now.

Especially when I earlier today got a call, asking me if I needed anything and what they should prepare for my first class. Oh and if it would be okay to split the class up into two, because 50 people have signed up and requested to participate in it. Initially I was told, that a maximum of 20 people – tops! No more than 25, would attend. Now there are 50! and I am getting cold feet, so thanks for letting me know only a week before I begin.

I am going to teach Tuesday and Thursday through February, 4(2+2) hours per day, so in total 32 hours instead of the 21 hours that initially was agreed on.

Broadly I am going to cover 8 countries; Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Vietnam, Indonesia, Philippines, Japan & China/Hong Kong, and if there is time, then quickly cover Australia and New Zealand too. I doubt that I will have much time left, but I got the material and presentations ready.

Taiwan, South Korea, Brunei and India among other will be skipped because I don’t have the needed time.

Style check:

  • Hair Bun – Check!
  • Black Rimmed Glasses – Check!
  • Practice strict facial expression in front of the hall mirror – Check
  • Try various styles of clothes – Check, Check and Check.
  • Cane – Check… hmm better not. Uncheck.

Okay, I’m ready.

Sort of.

 

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Me an online Hermit

I was working on another post about my slight irritation about K. No! not K from Men in Black. eew Gross! But K as in K my ex. Anyway it’s not about her.

But I was writing about that post, when A.N my coworker (yes if you had been just a little faster you would have noticed that I first wrote cowhorer, whatever that might mean,)  who coincidentally also is part of my blog post, send me a Skype message.

“Why are you an Online Hermit!! I can’t find you on Facebook!!”

I can only agree with her, I am an online Hermit.

I am not on Facebook any longer and haven’t had an account for a few years now. It does not stop me from Facebook stalk friends or people that I find interesting by the way. But a personal Facebook account. Nope don’t have one any longer, and it’s because I felt that Facebook has turned into something that is close to social porn, where you have to expose yourself to such a degree that nothing is personal any longer.

It almost turned into an almost mandatory bodily function that if you went to the toilet, where you might have to do number 1 or maybe even number 2, then it was a must that you had to do number 3 too! – checking your Facebook and Twitter account to see if you missed something while you had your knickers down around your ankles.

But really guys? get a freaking life! and remember to disinfect your phone after you had it in your hands in a public toilet!

I am back on Twitter btw. I had to contact a person who only had a Twitter account to be contacted on, so well, no choice. Then later I also ended up asking what’s her face on TYT on where she got some boots that she had on, on a show, but else I am almost absent from there as well.

Yesterday morning I got an email from an US employer that I from time to time to do some freelance work from, where they requested access to every permanent staff and freelance staff’s Facebook account who is providing them with materials.

I replied back to the HR person that send it out – and very classy to see that the email was send publicly with every email address in the TO list instead of BCC – that I didn’t have an account on Facebook any longer and therefore couldn’t give them access.

45 minutes later I got the following reply with a cc to my contact “Please reactivate your Facebook account and give us access to it, or we are unable to receive materials from you any longer.”

hmm bye, bye from me.