Saturday, 17th December 2005, marked my last day at Claris Music, Setapak Branch.
I’ve been teaching here since 1997, after graduating from Yamaha’s New Teachers’ Training Programme.
I’ve given the school executive, Mrs Thiang, 6 months’ notice in advance, so that she could make arrangements for another teacher to take over my students. I’m glad they’ll be in the good hands of Mr P.Y. Wong come January 2006. (but I’m still teaching at Claris Music Tmn Midah and Ampang)
6 months… Feels like eternity when I first told her that I would like to stop teaching there.
Somehow, it breezed by and here I am, a few hundred ringgit poorer come next year! 
Saturday, 17th December 2005…
I wore a short, sleeveless white and blue dress to work. Wanted to look nice for my students
Did up my eyes too
Was a Santarina for a day too
Took pix with some staff and teachers, those who have seen me “mature” (”grow old”?) these 8 years…
After bidding “sayonara” to my last student of the day, I sat down and recollected my thoughts.
The past few months has been pretty hectic for me, juggling two jobs, with hardly any time for myself.
A mixture of emotions churning inside me. I can’t describe in words…
Yeah, a sentimental fool, am I!
Relieved that I could get more “me” time, and to bid farewell to students who don’t practise or put in the effort at all(yet still come for lesson, because,”Mommy wanted me to learn music” - Parents, don’t dump YOUR dreams on your kids!);
a twinge of sadness ( saying farewell to students whom I’ve been teaching since JMC and whom I’ve seen them grow up) and to some wonderful colleagues - Mrs Thiang, Sam, Ms Poh Chuan, Ms Chew, Jade, etc…
So many memories, good and bad…
I thought I might cry, but I didn’t, thank goodness!
Wouldn’t look pretty with messy mascara, would I?
Hahaha…
Better to leave with a smile, right?
So, I went off smiling after bidding them goodbye, said my thanks ( and nice working with them, hope to be able to work with them again, in the far future- can foresee that I won’t be teaching there anymore in the near future), apologised for the mistakes I’ve done and troubles I’ve caused them.
Mrs Thiang gave me a nice Yamaha tote bag, you’re gonna see me use it soon
Poh Chuan suggested a farewell party, how sweet of her!
But will wait for their good news
Will be seeing them during annual dinner and concerts, so… it’s not a “farewell” actually…
Ya, everything must come to an end, but this sentimental fool is just well….
so sentimental!
It was something I had to do, and I know if I don’t do it, I’ll be unhappy and it would be unfair to my students if I went there to teach just for the sake of $$$ and not passion. Dragging myself there and counting the minutes till the next studemt…
After all, I would like to take some time off on Saturday to meet up with friends for lunch or tea sometimes. And that’s how my working schedule will be like in 2006, with a long break for lunch/tea 
Flashbacks…
I remembered when I first went there as a freshie, didn’t know what to expect at all…
Taking over another teacher’s classes, it was really hard…Difficult… I suffered…
Then again, even though it was “hellish” at that time, I gained alot through this experience…
Taking the LRT early in the morning from my house (was staying near the Maluri LRT station) to Sogo, before taking another bus there and same thing back. That was the bi-weekly routine I went through the first four years of my teaching life. Every Saturday and Sunday… rain or shine…Sometimes, Ansgar was nice enough to give William ( colleague -guitar teacher, who was renting a room a few blocks away from my place) and I a lift home on Sunday (yeah, we were all teaching there on Sunday too) and it’d save us all the hassle of taking public transport. I would reach home, totally drained and plonk down on the sofa in front of the TV, waiting for the X-Files…and my granny to come home from her weekly mahjong sessions
Those were the days…
Then, I decided to stop my Sunday classes in October 2004.
Ah… How nice, having my Sunday off to sleep till the sun shines on my b*cks*d*
But my “joy” was short-lived ’cause when I embarked on my new job as a translator in June 2005, I had to transfer some students to Sunday ( in Cheras and some private students nearby) and had to work till 1 pm again
So, it’s back to square one.. Aw…
Hopefully, I will be able to take my Sundays off again after Chinese New Year 2006…
Looking forward to it, and counting the days too!
I really am exhausted, working 6 1/2 days a week (sometimes 7 days).
However, I’ll be much poorer then…
Ah.. win some, lose some…
That’s life, huh?