oh how i despise the getting-up-in-the-morning thingy.i wake up at 6 a.m. daily. arrive at school about 7.15 a.m.i try my best to stay awake by drinking almost sugarless nescafe at the school cafe.
i kinda like school.i enjoy teaching,no doubt about it.the students are okay, except for this one class.the first time i burst in class.they were form 5 class.boys.the boys were on my nerves.it was hot,i've lotsa works to do,they were sitting for their setara exam and making an awful lot of noise.if i had a gun,i'd shot them with no remorse.or if i had a brass knuckle,i'd punch their faces until they can't be recognized.
of course,i just shout at em.and feel like crying.
that's the downside though.i dont know how to be angry without the need of crying.if i'm too angry,i feel like crying.not a good combination tho.
anyhow, other students were great.my classes are great.i'll miss em i know.
i've got 4 weeks left at school.weee.
4 months ago