It’s too late for a cup of coffee

Yes, it’s too late. I should be on my bed now. Reflecting the day that almost come to an end. I have lot of tasks tonight. Planning for tomorrow’s class and preparing all the files that needed to be prepared.

Sometimes, I wonder why I become a teacher. I don’t like children yet I’m in charge of the 11 and 12 years old kiddos. This is a job that requires me to be prepared all the time be it at work or outside. Sacrifices and lots of sigh accompany my everyday acts and thought. But, I love my job.

I have no idea why I’m typing right now.

I’m just gonna end this.

Like this.

Good night.




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