No more fever, yippee! Would have been good news if it doesn't switch from fever to itchy throat and even more restless night of sleep. This better end tomorrow, not like I can command my body to do so, ugh, I supposed we will have to see. More or less I don't feel so bad, it's just annoying for the most parts and quite exhausting in the morning to get into a normal shape.
Still sick, bleh, this really stop being fun the moment it affects my sleep. I hate this feeling, feels like I'm half awake while I'm asleep, should have been very restless the next day, but no. It never does that, I guess sleeping 8 hours most days does have it effects. Or is it, is it even that, as intrigues as it may sounds, stop itttttttttttttt.
Shite, bloody hell, I'm sick, hopefully it will pass soon, feeling like absolute shite. Is it kinda weird that I'm sorta enjoying this? It been too long already, still having a fever this close to D day is no good.
Good ol'weekend, one last one before I took flight. The usual stuff, reading, gaming and even more gaming, could get better than this, but then again can always be worse. As it is right now, there are no complain
Today is the day, the last day, the finale, the final act of this odyssey. Maybe, idk, there probably will be a second book of this. Mostly mundane stuff but it was good, to say the least. Nothing to complain about really, but since this was only a short period of exposure, the results are yet to be concrete. So yea, perhaps more time, that being said. We will seeā¦
End of the month huh, well, the plan is to just told a few of the trusted kids and have them spread the news, but, shit, that's kinda feel shitty for some reason.
As I getting used to the kids, I do find myself become quite fond of their presences. As it's close to the day I leave, I'll have to figure out a way to say goodbye to them eventually. Not sure how I would do it, although I have a few ideas.
Tuesday huh, the log entry now will tell you that Jordan is increasingly becoming a troublesome kid, bad influence even. Most kids are just brilliant imitator of those that surround them, and a loud one is certainly not a welcome addition.
A little contrast to start of the week is nice enough. Let's see, what today have in store for little old me. Nothing unusual, as it should be really, why would there be. Most of human's life is made up of mundane everyday after all.
Nice numbers, besides that Sunday is another nothing burger. The end is here, which mean a new beginning is about to reveal itself. One week left, so be it.
Bahhh, whatever, it is Friday!!! Ehem, the reason for my excitement is not that of the same kind that my colleagues' posses. They are glad that they will get some respite from the kids for a while, I got excited because Friday it's time to read my peaks.
Really tho, what I have done in my past life to deserve such luck, how many lives have I saved? Can't help but feel like I don't deserve it from times to times. I have to repay it somehow, a long way to go from here.
Such a, well, uh, easy? Idk, really laxing? I can't even ask for better pay since the work I do are next to nothing, a nothing burger...More or less the same thing with my last, pondering for a result, thus I come to a few possibilities. Either my expectation was too horrid, or my luck have yet to run out. The former does held a bit more glimmer of light and hope for the future, the later, eventually...
Hmmm, just two more weeks, there are still some preparations left to be made. Hmmmm, a sudden bad taste in my mouth, I'm truly a horrible son, haiz. Anyhow, best not to dwell on it too much, it only will snow balling, also better cross out suffering for redemtion, obviously.
It's Sunday, hotpot is a pleasant surprise, it had been too long really. I love lamb, they also have the very tender beef, yummy. The chicken is lowkey mid today, and I'm not sure whether I should be glad or disappointed that they don't have my favorite chocolate cake piece today. Overall, good day.
Side note, I'm getting good at pool, nothing to boast, but I hit the ball way more consistently than I was able to many moons ago. This summer about to be a bit more fun now, haha!
I didn't expect much when I decided to tell him the news, but surprisingly good result came out of it. I supposed I have to make more effort learning the rope now. Retain, retain, retain, but for how long, and where do I go from here, hmmm.
Eh, not like I really care. Do I? I wasn't planning to stick around for long, but then again this is a good option even though there aren't enough hours for the long term, wonderful for short term tho, which is right now. Although I think, I did heard something about extra hours from Mr. Johnson, I wonder how that work.
Free week is quite fun, both for me and the kids. But not like the normal week is bad for me either. Yet, comfort is the slow killer, I have yet to understand the full structure and decision-making model of this facility. Not like I was actively seeking understanding of it either, like usual, I just do what I was told and keep half an eye out for useful informations.
Same ol' same ole. Apparently, we are doing free week, no class for the most part, they just do whatever they want in the gym. Oh yes, I learned most of the kids name now, at least those that are on my route, progress, feel good.
Third day now, all fine and dandy, as it should, as it should. The kids doesn't want to stay still, naturally, not like I was either. Some acting out for a reason, attention seeking perhaps, sorry little one, I can't I gotta drive, so all I can do is occasionally use my loud voice. Still for a while and then chaos again, huh, looking back not like Zoey method was any more effective.
Second day going solo, forgot to mentioned that I didn't know all the kids yet so doing attendance is going to be confusing. But ya boi is a resourceful one, he know his human, and he know that the teacher that led the kids to the bus won't hesitate to help. Adversaries avert, triumphant is mine! I really need to be throw out in the wild more, being passive and lazy really do me no good.
Ah great, I guess I'm alone on the route now. Not sure at which point did I ever said that I'm confident enough to go solo, but Mr. Johson seems to get that idea from somewhere. Well, fortunately, I were managed to learn the first loop, second loop, eh the gps will get it done half way through, after that I will got myself a navigator. Peachy peachy.
Mr. Johnson, A.K.A Mr. Bossman and okie dokie. Easy man to work with, his kids are mostly fine, but damn, 3 kids? One is energetic, luckily obedient enough so that she won't cause any trouble. The other one is already a big kid, nothing much to say about him, fine enough kid. The last one tho, phew, troublesome, always try to get other to trouble. He's quite literally, "The boy who cries wolf", really make me wonder if his dad ever tells him the story. What exactly is the cause for this, and since it clearly doesn't work, why would he keep doing it...
Another day on the bus, "learning the route", no really, doesn't learn shit from these trips, well besides some minor things, mostly paperwork. Kids are again rowdy, Zoey surely know how to scold them, work quite well.
Work is, well, fun for the most part. Playing with the kids, keep them in line. Ah yes, before that, gotta learn the route, barely pay attention most of the time tho, the kids in the back are sure rowdy. Also being half deaf and half blind with putting in minimal effort doesn't really help either. Surely this won't come back and bite me in the hind.
Today is the day, quite literally. Hmmm, some issues with the kids, I have yet to find myself to be more engaged with them. It's true that it was due to several minor inconveniences, but myself is as per usual, at fault. Nevertheless, it wasn't all fruitless, after some more observation I can definitely tell that the program is nowhere near enough "fun" for the kids. I wonder is it because they ran out of ideas, burn out, or simply just not very fond of the kids. Maybe they are, but clearly not enough for them to try their best. The coward me, will surely try his best to push the confrontation back a far as possible, but this new side of me that I have been cultivating, is telling me to do the opposite. What to do, what to do...
Hmmmm, how did they do it, I understand that, they too, been in hardship before their can bear fruits. The very least thing that is true and I know for sure is, it is simply too early, mine is too little, not enough. Learn from them I did, albeit loosely so, not very methodologic. After all, it is freedom that what I seek, yet I still need to admit, that doubt was begins to stem.
Atlas, nothing happens, nothing ever happens. Clearer, even more so, the foundation is there, but the taints still persist. Must I take every apple out of it basket? No, that's different, though who say it can't help.
Hmmm, lots of fours, probably nothing, but I do find myself to be somewhat wary of it, given the nature of the work that I'm getting myself in lately. But rather baseless it is, same path, but not same roots, might just not even cross at all and might just be old wife's tales.
I really need to get on NieR:Automata,well not before Clair Obscur Expedition 33. Still, not very fond of the turn-based combat, although Slay the Spire 2 was very enjoyable. Now that I have some more exposures to the genre, it shouldn't be too hard. After all, what do I have to gain if I limit my tastes, gotta spread my wings a little.
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Well that was the first loop being done. The amount of information is not surprise, large. The retain amount of information is, a mere fraction of the whole. How many time should I repeat before I remember the base of them all. Hmmm, a worthy goal, seems doable enough. Let that be the next objective.