The long awaited letter has finally arrived in my hands. Please say you are very happy for me.
I can't wait to announce to my colleagues that I'm leaving soon! So that I don't need to sweat all day long, bring children in and out of the centre, and, wash their smelly butts. Yet, I'm worried that the teachers will be upset with me as they are pretty short of hand.
Yesterday I was still chatting with Xin on MSN, telling her how disgusted I felt when I realise a newcomer in my class is still wearing diapers and he happened to shit in it and I had to change and wash his butts for him. Argh, seriously, I almost puke on the spot! And I told her how I wished I receive the letter there and then. Poof! The letter is really here today, though slightly delayed.
On the other hand, I felt a sense of defeat when I had to admit to myself I can't stay long in this line. I always thought I'm pretty adaptable, hell, now I think I'm wrong?
