Too much anger. I need to meditate.

Twitter is no longer a platform for me to vent out my anger or sadness. I was interrogated by my friends. They thought that was a form of concern. But people need to know that if your form of concern intrudes somebody's privacy or comfort zone, that's using force to achieve ur aim. Watch my body language. Don't be stupid.

{L came to surprise me with a box of QQ bean curb. I just ended my class, planning to head to rivervale Mac to do some work- punggol sec banner (fml why am I involved in this?). Planning to drown myself with work... Pushing myself beyond my limit. Fall sick but still continuing to work. Been there, done that. I wanted to experience it again. In fact, want.

I was indeed surprised but not in the pleasant way. I guess I sort of know what's coming to me. I saw interrogation and intrusion of privacy. I tried diverting his attention and changing topics. Useless. His goal for the night was to force me to talk about what happened this morning. It really make me wonder if these friends of mine are genuine or simply busybody. Oh, but I succeeded in the end. There was nothing exactly not right actually. So there was nothing to talk about.

Some people }

Didn't go to school yesterday for any relief teaching. Slept my day away and even missed my math tuition with Russell and Ryan. I hate myself for that. So irresponsible of me. I was just thinking... Maybe it was mr Choo who made me turned out like this. It has been only 4 months. I am surprised that my passion for teaching had dissipate within these 4 months.

'you need to understand that your job here is to do relief teaching. (period).'

Somehow, this sentence is always there. Constantly reminding me how important and yet unimportant I am to the school. Constantly reminding me of what a wise man (Tom) had analyzed for me earlier- MC just didn't want to be responsible for me.

I feel like a domestic worker here. Needed but not appreciated. $70/day is the only source of motivation and the reason I'm reporting to school. I need the money.

Goals for this week: no food. Just water. Go to school.
& I can't believe that the last one was a goal.

Leaving sg for a 8D7N of fun- diving... When my students will be having their final exams. How am I going to break the news to their parents? Courage and responsibility.

I'm aware that I'm not innocent like other girls. I'm complicated.