Ah Boy, Hanxiang 姐姐 will miss your nonsense!

I knew it! I knew that life can't be always so smooth-sailing.

Eh.. But nobody told me that it can, right? Ok fine, I got carried away.

I thought spilling coffee was bad enough. No, it's not. Feeling unappreciated is. THE WORST. At least for now, because I don't know yet what's going to happen to me tomorrow. *freaks out trying to guess my fate tomorrow*

I TRIED MY BEST TO HELP MY AH BOY IMPROVE HIS ENGLISH! I really did! Every tuition session was a breathe-in-breathe-out-hold-back-the-blood-if-not-auntie-will-have-a-hard-time-wiping-the-floor experience. OK, I exaggerated, but trust me, Ah Boy is one hyperactive kid who can only sit still when he's in front of the damn computer playing Maple Story (stuPIG game that encourages animal abuse), which means that I always HAD to spend nearly half of every tuition session trying to coax him into concentrating on what I was saying.

You know why it's HAD, past tense?

BECAUSE!!! His mother just told me to concentrate on coaching his sister and she'll be getting him a new English tutor. Because I seem very busy. Ok fine. Maybe I really change timings too often, but sometimes I just can't help it?!

If you thought I'm mad at being sacked as Ah Boy's tutor, therefore reflecting my incompetence, YOU ARE SO WRONG! Because, to be very honest, I don't really pride myself as being an effective tutor. If you know me, you would know my pattern. I try my best, that's it. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

Truth is, I was really starting to like Ah Boy as a tutee and younger brother! No matter how naughty and playful he was, somehow I felt more affection for him than his sister as a 大姐姐. Maybe because he was more expressive about his feelings in front of me. He sulked, he cried, he made fun of me, he asked if it was my boyfriend who sms-ed me, he asked me stupid questions.. whereas his sister was just this diligent little girl who just asked questions related to her schoolwork.

Ok, how does this relate to being under-appreciated?
Personally I feel that his Mum felt that I can't help him whereas for his sister, at least she got decent grades for her mid-year exams.

Here's the catch: I think I put in more effort teaching Ah Boy than his sister LOR!
I always feel happier after each of Ah Boy's tuition sessions than his sister's because there's this feeling that I can do more for him because, well, he's weaker in his studies? And also because I can always tell myself that maybe he did listen to what I said when I told him to be more confident of himself (he always condemns himself as a lousy student) and to study harder so that he won't break his mother's heart time and again.

I don't know if this is right lah (in this present-*#%^!#&%&^-results-oriented-society of ours), but I don't think kids should ONLY be taught how to get good grades, CAN?

Can someone tell me why some parents are so short-sighted!? Why they can only be satisfied by IMMEDIATE results? ACADEMIC results?!

And why they only look at the surface!? *pulls hair*

I considered promising the mother that I'll try to cut down on changing of tuition timings so that she'll 'restore' me as Ah Boy's tuition teacher. But I thought again. What's the point? If the reason she sacked me was really because he was still getting lousy grades, then I probably would not improve much as his tuition teacher soon.

WHATEVER!

For now, I shall just be contented with being blatantly made use of to help Ah Boy's sister get FRY-ing CAR-rers for her P-super-S-fed-L-up-E.

Anyway, what right do I have to be blahblahblah-ing here? I'M PAID, right? *imagines the mother saying, "SO SHUT UP!"*

Grrrr!

SIAN. MAX.