I am wearing my first student-teacher uniform today and at least 5 people greeted me "good morning ma'am"... I don't know what it was that touched me. Probably, I am just not sure of this future job that I'm having.
I love to teach - honestly... But, I can't bear the thought of lugging test papers home and dealing with eyebags every morning. I just want to have my usual coffee, my dvds and my ohh-so-warm blanket. I miss being me.
I'm not even sure if I fit into this career. But, oh well... it's too late to change things now so the best i can do is to deal with it. I'd have to love it now...
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