Cheekiegal’s Little PiNk BoOk

Really…it’s such a relief! i am finished with all the assignments, couldn’t understand why this semester had been exceptionally difficult for me. It’s not like i failed or anything like that…just facing some problems with assignments. I knew that things weren’t as good as it perceived it was. College life is no bed of roses. To me, at least.

It’s been so hectic lately, Miss sleepyhead here (meaning..me) have not been sleeping early for about a month. No big deal for you, BIG deal for me!i love sleeping too much. No sleep means no good. i guess it’s not only my problem, nearly everyone must have been going through the same thing. sigh….

Thankfully, it’s all gone for now. Time to meet the real headache - my FINALS!!In 2 weeks time, i wil be sitting for my finals. Haven’t been doing too well recently, i wasn’t in the top two of the class. Sheesh…sigh. i hope i better do well in my finals. Actually, i simply must do better. must do better…must do better…must do better…

just last week, i received a call from Sister Vineeta about one of my students that went missing and walked home by himself. At that point of time, i was walking out for lnch with my friends. I could hardly believe my ears…how could this happen? She explained to me that the mother of this kid has made a complain to our sunday school that we were not responsible enough…and we had dismissed the kids earlier than we should. Hearing this, i was actually quite pissed of. But, i was ready to hear what Sister Vineeta had to say about it. She asked me to explain the situation of that particular Sunday. Honestly, i wasn’t really in the right mood for talking.

Still, i kept calm and slowly explained what had happened and how the kid wasn’t behaving in class. Take note, that sunday was his first day in Sunday School and already he was like a monkey that couldn’t possibly keep still. I tried talking to him nicely but it didn’t work…plus, my mood that day was a gloomy as a storm brewing. I was really stressed out and nothing was making me feel any better.   

After that Sunday, i thought i could get ready for my assignments…but again, i opened my email and found the complained letter that was forwarded to me. I could hardly beleieve my eyes…smoke was literally coming out from my ears. I confess i was fuming mad!! How could that women accuse my co-teachers and I about our carelessness?? I could hardly contain my anger and was secretly cursing in my heart. ok, maybe aloud too. My friend was looking at me and i felt that enough was enough.

The coming sunday, i would personally hava a good talk with the mother of this ‘missing’ child. Let’s just see, what can i do about it!!