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Monday,Apr 23 2007, 10:05:39 AMDull March Into Mad April
Dull through the whole March, don't know what I am working for(maybe I just know for my pay), and even don't know who I am. I have to teach seven classes, 28 periods each week, with those very childish noisy guys aged from 16 to 20. They are my big headaches. The most painful is that the guys are very passive in English study. They seem very innocent to be forced to sit in the classroom learning somewhat English. As a result my classes are much more like a very public place, where mobile phones ring here and there, one or two of the guys come inside or out of the classroom absent-mindedly, smoking, some girls painting with those lowly-cost make-ups, be late for class, and let out laughters and even someone fall asleep with sound now and then. I count the date, a big holiday on May 1st when we will have seven days off. I long for the day cos I can go home to be with my husband.He works in another city about 350 kilometers away from where I work. However, how about my husband? He seems not to care me anymore. We seldom chat online and hardly on telephone, which has almost driven me mad. I am already mad enough at his ignorance so that it will make me change my mind of going home. Maybe I'll choose to go traveling with my collegues. But could I? God knows what would happen if I go traveling instead of going home. How depressed! How helpless! How odd!