They laugh at me.

1) Ju Yeon - 8 years old. Korean. Girl.

2) Damien - 13 (Damien whines, "NO.. NOT YET. NOT MY BIRTHDAY YET!") OK FINE. 12 then. WTH. Local.

3) Alvin - NOT a chipmunk. 14.

These are the more obvious cases. They're only a little more than half my age, yet they enjoy giggling at me when my back is facing them, sometimes even right in my face.

Actually, most of the time it's IN MY FACE.

1) My Ju Yeon and I

Teacher: *burps every now and then after having Korean tea good for healing stomach problems*

Ju Yeon: HAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE. TEEEEEEEAAAAACHER! *fakes my burp* (Fwah rao I should have trademarked my Burp lor.)

2) My Damien and I

Teacher: Stop pouting. It doesn't work on me.

Damien: WHAT'S POUTING?!

Teacher: THIS. *pouts* Don't act cute ok you.

Damien: I never! BUT THEN I KNOW YOU LIKE. RIGHT?! *laughs like Cookie Monster* (He's constantly possessed by Cookie Monster.)

3) My Alvin and I

Teacher: The questions can be completed in 1 hour. I promise. Do I look like a monster that tortures little children?!

Alvin: Wait, I think ah.

Teacher: OMG YOU STILL HAVE TO THINK?!

Alvin: Ok I think don't have. BUT maybe last time got. OK DON'T HAVE. *secretly giggles to himself*





Conclusion: I have to start being more assertive and authoritative, if not my head's going to become my kids' playground very soon.

I think it already is. *faints*

But I love them alot. HOW?!

Ok buhbye.