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Monday, April 20, 2009

So worn-out man. I bet part of my muscle surrounding my shoulder are torn apart due to the heavy loaded toad bag that clings on it the whole day. After a rough day at school, here comes work.

Speaking of work, a thought did strike me. I thought of wanting to stop teaching man. *sighs*
Still under consideration though. My student, iman, is really a good kid. Dropping him is really gonna be the toughest decision.

Just now, i asked him what if i stop teaching him after 15th may (after SA1) will it be fine for him. He looked down and nodded. Then i say again that i will find a replacement tutor for him and is he agreeable to that. He nodded again. Then he looked up to me and suddenly wept. He pleaded saying that he only wants me to teach him and not anyone else. If he says that without weeping its fine but saying that PLUS weeping, made me feel super bad. He wept not only once but twice ! Just because i say that i'm really sick. He wept and when i questioned him why, he says that he pities me and is worried about me. HOW DIABETICALLY SWEET IS THAT !

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