Im having silly days lately. Im happy. I have ONE short-term goal and that is to pass anatomy exam this semester. I am scared of saying it out loud, no real reason. I found that studying is actually very enjoyable if stress isnt involved.

I am teaching English as a second language to two children, a 14-year-old girl and a 8-year-old boy. I go to peoples homes to give these kids a lesson. I went to teach the boy today and found myself wanting to escape as soon as possible. No lesson was held this evening. His mother told me her son was sick when she opened the door and left me, facing the door from the outside, wondering if that meant the lesson was cancelled. She hurried off, hysterically shouting at the phone in her hand, and hid in other corners of her apartment where I couldnt see her. From her yells, sometimes interrupted by, what must have been, the person on the other end speaking, I gathered that she expected him to install her new TV but he failed to do so. Anyway, Im not going to tell the whole story, just say that it was awkward and I ran away after attempting to start the lesson, help with the TV, and calm her down, failing similarly to the poor young lad from UPC.

Except this deppressive experience I had a really good day. I studied since I woke up until 3pm, with a short break to talk to a good friend after half a year, then ran to catch the bus (as I always do) to teach some English...