Well, like I said before I found a new job but it seems like this students were handpicked by the devil himself! Agh! It's been a month and some weeks in hell, I feel like I've been there a whole year and I'm so disappointed that I couldn't get their interest in English, they just hate and there's not much I can do. There's a month left at school, or something like that but it doesn't make a difference.

I miss my other students, because even though they were not interested at least they made an effort to learn something or have fun in class. It's a lesson I'm learning, not all students and schools are the same, some are good, some are bad, it depends mostly on your luck and the upbringing of the students, which seriously, I think were raised by an ex-con.

But don't mind my inane babble about my students, there are good days and there are bad days, but overall everything is the way it's supposed to be, I guess. There are many things I will learn in the process, but the last one I want to learn is to yell!!! That's is so unbecoming of me that I think I don't fit at all....

No time for deviations, but it doesn't mean I'm not inspired to produce... give me some time and cut me some slack!