Thursday, September 04, 2008
Disappointed is pretty much THE simplest word to describe how I feel.
As if once was not enough trauma to undergo, you just had to do it twice.
And knowing your motor-mouth, you'd say what are the odds of it again and
that its everything BUT your fault.
And hey, although I love you more than life itself, today I'd say you are the only
one at fault, truthfully.
And to think I was so upset hearing it I practically shed tears in class, in the middle of
my lesson. History made - my 1st tears in class as a teacher.
I trusted you to be an adult.
I trusted you to have better judgement than what many others think you do.
I stood up for you, every time when I needed to, and then you throw this back to me.
I wonder if the others would laugh at me and say 'we-told-you-so' when they find out.
You may not realise it, but today was 1 of the very seldom occasion that you got me really
upset... You know I almost never am at you.
I love you, I really do... But d.i.s.a.p.p.o.i.n.t.e.d, I am today.
Maybe one day you will get out from this teenage-crises-filled phase, and finally
mature in mind, and soul.
I am awaiting that very day.