Sometimes I wonder if he's lousy, or I'm a bad teacher. And I can't help feeling bad cos I'm being paid for this. I don't want to be a nagging pain to him but his indifference is becoming my source of frustration. Are boys born being so unconcerned about... grammar? (No offense boys, though I did mean to refer to other aspects as well, ahem)
Sometimes I wish I didn't care so much. Rather, I wish I was less pedantic (sometimes).
I think only Japanese food can cure me now. Sashimi, anyone?
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