So I only had one student in my first class today, the female one, so we gt to talk abut shoes and shopping and music and movies to our hearts content.
There's a little kid trying to read this over my shoulder right now. I wonder if he understands enough English for me to be able to tell him that this is very rude.
I'm between classes at the moment and I just tried to get online in the placement test room. The lady in charge was not very happy with me. She took one look at my jeans and said "You're not a teacher here are you?"
Yes, I'm being a rebel today and wearing jeans. Yes, I know this is fully against the rules, but I'm sorry, it's just too hot to wear those hellish sweat factories otherwise known as polyester dress pants today. I'll get back on the straight and narrow tomorrow. Maybe.
Love and peace or else,
~C
P.S.
I'm having some issues with Abba recently. I feel like I haven't been spending enough time with him recently but everytime I try it's really awkward. And I'm not sure exactly what's wrong or what to do abut it. Anyway, if you guys could be thinking of me I'd be greatful.
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