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Saturday, 21 March 2009

Block and Jab

let's hope that work wouldn't be a full blown tragedy again. i found myself drawing ever closer to the revelation of what's in store and what i most likely couldn't handle being a teacher. frighteningly so, in fact. what i didn't realise at that point when i made this decision was that i also have the problem of communicating with parents. that's the problem i've always had. i do not realise it until a tad too late. With no time to rethink, i could see myself harbour doubts in the days ahead. i really do have a lot to learn. Acclimatise myself to the lifestyle.

now that school results are good, it is becoming increasing clear to me that the rules have changed. everyone's gotta do this. there's no more staggering down the footpath and lurking in the shadows but grow the courage and be those happy shiny people. guess i could do better than just steel myself. maybe i should dance and weave and just, just be a MAN about things. ha ha.