The weekend waits while I toil

This has easily been the worst week of my stay here.

• Wishing evil things on young children
• Wishing it was Friday
• Developing a tick in my left eye
• Yelling at kids to shut up and sit down
• Growing disillusioned in the idealism of childhood
• Growing disillusioned in the idealism of teaching

I think this is due to:

• an increasing workload
• larger classes
• general fatigue from being at school an average of 10 hours a day
• the death of novelty
• on my part
• and on the students parts
  
• a heavy helmet of uneven hair weighing my head down to the left

Curiously though, kindergarten has become my relief. The two helions have become my angels. For some reason they decided they didn’t hate me. In fact they loved me. Apparently Jin’s mother came up to the school to meet me, because her daughter went on and on about how much she liked me. I haven’t a clue what caused this radical transformation. I never would have guessed this would happen.

Tomorrow is a new month.