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Monday, May 22, 2006

how time flies


nearing the end of the term already
glad yet sad in a way


tmr's going to be the my last lesson with the form class
feeling this tinge of poignancy already


still rem my first lesson with them
somehow didnt get a good impression of them
along the way..spent time with them
joked with them, got angry with them..
and i started to like them


for a B1 class, they are a very noisy group of pple
i admit that i did and still do get irritated by a few of their antics
but by and large..they are indeed a nice bunch of girls:)
though sometimes still very young
i would miss the class


one more lesson to talk to them
one more lesson to make a difference

8:28 PM
heaven in a wildflower