i'm tired and pissed. maybe stressed. i dont know.

i'm tired of the amount of work that i gotta do each day. the amount of preparation that i'm doing. it's almost as though i'm working from the minute i wake to the minute i sleep. lesson plans, layouts, notes, worksheets to make sure i dont deliver a boring and useless lesson to the students. to engage them as much as possible and let them learn and have fun at the same time. due to us slower than schedule by ALOT, remedials have to be scheduled. now i need to work out an extra set of materials, for remedial classes. and goodness knows, the classes will prolly curse at me.

groan. i'm talking about the sec twos. the sec ones make me feel happy. like my 1E2. saw them for 4 periods today. very nice and cute bunch of people.

not forgetting, my exam paper. which i havent touched yet. i'm dead. dateline is 310304. what the hell. and chua asked me how was it coming along today. dint dare to tell him i havent gotten around it yet. who asked them to tell me and confirm my place only on friday and put me on hold for the exam paper?!? fine. i'm trying to find reasons for myself.

i'm feeling pissed too. prolly pissed at myself for not being able to finish the things i set out to do. my lesson plans and all. i seem so. disorganised. and helpless. chua is stressed out like hell which is pretty obvious. i dont wanna load him down with MY problems. nobody seems to understand. or at least, i havent heard from anybody at all these two weeks. absolutely nobody. with the exception of kailyn and sam. feeling lonely. and tired. and pissed. and stressed. all rolled into one.

i'm not going to quit. never. over my dead body. i'll die before i give up. dead serious.