Heartache

Salam.

I’ve been thinking to talk about this for so many times, each; I ended up saying that this matter should be buried deep inside my heart. Solely and only to understand that the longer I’m dwelling with this social illness, the worse it may become.

Being a teacher in this new century is way too challenging. Don’t be surprised if your student may hit you shoulder to shoulder without exchanging glance at you or even to greet you. Well, let us just say that time has changed. Indeed, peoples’ perception towards the integrity of a teacher is changing too. People will no longer respect you though you are teaching their kids or even putting your life at the stake for the sake of their child’s education. It’s a sad thing to say. I have to say that this situation is so absurd.

To my students who might have read this,
5 months of being your teacher was really torturing me.
Well some of you are really good and I’m glad to be your teacher. But still, some of you are kinda like a pain in my ass.

Why am I saying this?
Well~
I’m really disappointed when I learned that some of you are making stories about me. At one point, you were like a cute little kitten with shining eyes, begging for tenderness of love and affection, but then, soon as I gave you warm milk~you were throwing shit at me.

I really don’t care. I don’t become a teacher to be liked. I just wanted to teach you, everything I have.

Let me named you some~ well… I better not. :)

(sighs…)

Let me clear this… I have no heart feeling to any of my students.
You are immature, you have no $$$, you are just a lil’lad and plus, you are just not my type. So students, you don’t have to fight over me. I don’t have the slightest desire to have you as my bf/special one.

Yaikhsss….!!

Am I being too harsh?
Nop. I don’t think so.
Well… SPM is just around the corner. I pray for everything to fall in its places.
Asking for forgiveness is not that hard, am I rite? ;)
Or else… let else, let us together hope that 9 will be your grade in SPM… :)

Toodles kids… :)