Yes. I'm a romantic. But I'm beginning to think I'd be a damned romantic. Meaning none of my romantic fantasies will EVER come true. I think my cats have a better shot at romantic than me. At the very least, they have each other and they are real sweet to each other without hurting the other party. I have reached a point that the sweeter someone is to me, it makes me more miserable. Now is that sad or what?
Tomorrow marks the start of the new time-table. I have ideas and I want to go in with a zest and do all the funky things. But before I can do that, I have to set the tone of the class. Half of them are used to me. The other half thinks i'm a warden from hell. heehee! :p it tickles me really. But I reward and punish accordingly. That's what they are going to learn. I think instead of me coming up with all the rules, i shall present them with scenarios and get them to think of the right punishment. I have to start with the basics with them. Hopefully by the end of this term, i would have gotten to write reasonably well. Right now, i'm more focused on my form class because they have to handle the greatest change. the other classes are merely logistical in the changes. Focus for both my english classes would be writing. Starting with how to write basic sentences and moving away from the cliche opening. Oh well. I have learnt that here, I can dream, make plans, but they will not always go the way I intended my plans to go. sigh. See, even at work, i can't be a romantic. gee.
