Sunday, June 1, 2008

Yes, I'm getting used to it.

The fact that I'm getting used to my new job, an English teacher is pretty damn good to be true, yet I don't realize to my skin. Now, I got sort of routine to how to work on my schedule that is already set by the academy. I know how to make students shut their mouth now, though it's still really hard. Without any big trouble, I've managed until here, and, yes, almost 1 week passed since I started. Should I be proud of myself? I don't know. I still feel a little bit awkward between the environment of the academy and a whole crowd of students. It's like I'm unwelcomed third wheel or something? Yeah. That's quite right. I'm leaving in 2 months or maybe a month, if anything goes wrong, like the principle doesn't feel satisfied with my work or something. But, it's too soon to be afraid. Well, if I get fired, then at least I'm free. That's what I surely feel great about. So, I'm not going to mention about fire yet.... until I lose myself in unsureness of my work.
The biggest trouble, if I made any, would be that I fell in love with somewhat inapporpriate person to do so. Who said, age is nothing but a number? I wish it were the truth of all in the world of knowledge. To me, it seems like some kind of excuse that people make to justify their situation. So am I. He is only 16 years old in Korean age while I'm 20 years old. There's 4 years of gap, which seems bigger than it could be. More than just a number, me being a college student or, yeah, maybe a temporary teacher, and him being a middle school student make big difference. 4 years old difference is nothing considering this world allows even 20 years old apart couple to tie a knot. But, I'm pure soul of who never cross the line of taboo of some sort. I always like someone who's not in my age; older than I or younger than I. Well, to be specific and accurate, this is my first time to like someone who's younger than I. Grr-e-at. What an absolutely fucking situation I am in. I'm a teacher and he's a student. Is this a some kind of Korean drama? Hell, say 'no', pleassssse.
Time is flying faster than ever in America. So, who knows? This heart could dry before I head back to America. Wish whispers to me, "Do please"

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