Oh, So Random

Friday, May 12, 2006

It's one of those typical slightly unlucky days that makes me lament in a low whiny tone "Why Me?" I've had my fair share of those days, and this is probably one of them, so before I go into the next day with my fresh spritely attitude am just going to complain a bit about today.

~

Was going to teach Jason as per normal today, and was actually pretty pleased with myself as I got to the mrt station quite early so I'd likely be able to walk leisurely to Jason's place when I reached Marsiling.

Unfortunately, there was an mrt train fault so I ended up waiting about ten minutes for nothing. When I finally got the confirmation from the station master that the train was unlikely to come as yet I was forced to leave the station and find another way to get to Marsiling.

I was really in a tizzy cos from expecting to be early I was doomed to be really late. No choice, I flagged a taxi, hopped on and called Jason to inform him that I'd be a bit late and apologise.

And guess what is the thing that made this a horrible day?

When I called him he actually told me that he forgot about today's session and wanted it postponed. There I was all anxious and worried that I'd be late and I was prepared to spend the money to go there in a cab and he simply just brushed me off. Am not sure why I never ever shouted at him for his antics, he's made such last minute cancellation requests for more than just once. A few times I've already made my way there but he cancelled last minute cos he forgot. I don't know why I wouldn't just give up. I put in my all and all he does is play on his computer. Why do I even bother?!

Sigh... I guess I can't really call this a bad day. It's probably so bad just cos I'm terribly frustrated with Jason and his attitude towards his schoolwork. I wish he'd take his work more seriously and not just badger me to give him my gaming account or the mystic cane for free.

I'm getting seriously worried about him and his studies. He is spending far too much time playing and wheedling away all his time.

I wish, really wish he would one day grow up and be more sensible. Guess this is really my retribution. This must be how my teachers felt; frustrated and unhappy and worried.

Sigh again... There's really nothing much I can do for him. I'm graduating this June and soon enough I may not be able to teach him any longer. I wish for the best for him but everything in the end is all up to him...

I scribbled at ;; 7:45 AM