May you always have work for your hands to do. May your pocket hold always a coin or two. May the sun shine bright on your windowpane. May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you. And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you. I hope you find contentment. Maybe not swiftly, but surely.

Monday, August 23, 2010

23-8-2010

Bitch

I felt nausea and moody through the day. Morning was terrifying for the kids, for I've caned them like crazy. 14 students didn't hand up my homework, so I was steaming with anger.

A teacher was funny enough to play a joke like this. I guess the headmistress won't mind very much since she's in Perth now. What kind of a bitch could've done this? We found out later and tore it away from the billboard.


My year 5 kids managed to accomplish this task for me after a short weekend. I was gratified. It was for a Science fair in October where I was in charged of the year 5 Science projects. Now all I need is a good bulb and battery.

A kid was molesting another kid by hugging him from the back, and I believe dry hump, then grabbed his crotch. It was too much for me so I wallop him with all my might. He didn't even cry?

Soon the board had a meeting on choosing next year's exercise books. Good books are being selected for tuition. I had little to comment.

The tuition today is BM for all 3 classes. The fainting kid has 5 tooth decays which need to be plucked and wear fake teeth. I dropped my jaw.

I drove back earlier today. Mom showed me a route where the heavy traffic is avoidable. So I reached at 7pm. I had a great dinner and went to work for getting all the certs ready for SPP interviewing on Thursday.

I'm still moody though. Hot flashes.

2 Comments:

  1. Anonymous Bystander said...
    who know the kid is into those kind of things, loved to be punish hahaha
    kaiqing said...
    I was thinking of the same too. But he's too young to realize it. Maybe he's mind tells him to act painful, but his body just enjoys it. *goosebumps

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