It's past midnight, and I have these weird feelings tumbling out of my heart. I'm just so confused.
The weirdest dilemma I have right now is my part-time teaching job. Truth and fact is, I really, really, *really* don't want to go back to that place anymore...not if the guy I'm going to teach is the same guy who's refused me because of my contacts and the guy who doesn't even know the meaning of the word "punctual." As I've said previously, I REALLY hate those kinds of people. And I don't wanna go back there if he's the one I'm going to face. I'd rather get the old guy. I'd rather get a new student. Someone new--yes, I'd much rather prefer that. I really would.
The trouble, though, is, I've been evading my employer's assistant's calls. Last week, she's texted me saying that I had a class last Monday, but I bailed out with so much passion, saying that there was something important I had to take care of when the truth was I just really *didn't* want to teach that guy anymore. The moment I found out it was that guy I was going to teach YET AGAIN, I wanted to run away. I think I should have never asked. Then I wouldn't be in this situation right now--confused, unsure of what my next action should be because I know for a fact that I've just done (and am still doing) something terribly, inevitably wrong--and all because I wanted to get out of a teaching job.
So anyway, after I had texted the assitant finally relented, informing me as well that the other contract (with my friend) had been cancelled due to my friend's excessive latenesses. Wait a sec--that was BEFORE I started texting with passion. After I texted and they relented, Miss Assistant told me (or at least that was how I interpreted it) that Sensei was scheduled to *talk* with the company's admi because of the revoked contract...and that the other contract (with Mr. Late Guy) was also revoked already. I said a million couple of tearful sorry texts after that, and she didn't reply, and OF COURSE I knew why she didn't reply. I felt so incredibly bad that day, but I merely shook my feelings away and focused, focused on writing, and writing, and writing...and studying. I had to do SOMEthing to take my mind off all of it, of course. And well...surprisingly, I didn't harbor any deep feelings of guilt deep within me (inai=within) at all, which led me to believe that I *might* be doing the right thing after all.
After that, I started to think about Thursday, and if I had a teaching job, but I know that I actually read the text and the text said that the contract was being revoked for BOTH clients, so...I assumed pretty much that I didn't have a job that day. I didn't text to confirm or disconfirm it. I admit that the reason why I did that was I was afraid to find out that my interpretation was wrong, and I had a teaching job with Late Man after all that Thursday. I just kept ASSUMING that my interpretation was correct...and that Thursday came and went with me bumming around the house and occasionally writing and studying for the proficiency exam (I have a MONTH FLAT dammit). I didn't suffer any guilt trips, although I was actually terribly afraid of coming to class that Saturday (verily forgetting it was November 1, which would have calmed my fear of wrath from Sensei considerably) and facing Sensei. I know I have sinned. Sometimes, during the course of last week until the recently passed weekend, I consoled myself with thoughts and justified that I was really feeling impossibly OUT OF IT that Monday and I needed that break so much even if I gave another reason (very vague reason) and even though it had caused the Japanese to revoke their contract. Most of the time, I believed myself. And most counts for a lot, and I've forgotten about the few times.
Anyway, Saturday came by without a hitch, and I was relieved that before that I was able to decide that it was a holiday and we PROBABLY had no class. I was relieved.
Monday came...and I didn't go anywhere. I just stayed at home and studied some until I got dizzy from all the Kanji. And my new problem came at night: the assistant texted me, asking me if I had a teaching job, and little me texted back that I didn't know about it and I thought the contract had been revoked. Assistant texted that I should call her the next morning at this number. I went as far as recording the number and placing a reminder in my phone that I had to make a call the next day...yet I was still AFRAID. I erased the reminder before I slept that night, and in the morning, erased the text with the number, my little self dismissing my erasure as an "accident," with a little vocalized reaction from me to back it up. I was feeling guilty that Tuesday. I ignored it...and told myself that it would depend on what I would be feeling the next day (Wednesday) if I would text and ask for the number and call. I could simply excuse myself this Saturday and say that, because of all the studying I was doing, my mind somehow lost track of everything else and I'd forgotten to call.
Honestly, I wanted to call...I really did. I wanted to plead to them, to tell them if I *might* be excused just for this month so I could focus and study for the proficiency exam...but I was afraid they'd say no. They said no a couple of times to my plea last Monday about excusing me for the teaching job that day...but when I told them it was really important and I really *couldn't* get out of it...they'd said yes, grudgingly, making me feel so VERY guilty that I had to apologize a million times. So, to make it short--I didn't call because...I was afraid to. And now, my final day to call has passed and I don't have any more chances...tomorrow (rather, TODAY) is my mom's birthday and just CAN'T be home late. I hope no texts come tomorrow.
Now, I'm still afraid of coming to class this Saturday. I know I have some explaining to do. I'm still wondering what I should say.
Hm. Will Sensei be firing me? God, I hope not. This is my first job out of college, and I don't fancy getting fired, dammit.
I don't want to quit either. Can I just tell her honestly that I don't want that freaking excuse for a man as a student anymore? I can wait for Mr. Kudo. Even if he comes back next year, I SWEAR, I'll wait for him.
I really hope I don't get any texts in the morning. Or calls. I can tie up the calls, but I can't tie up my texts. I'll simply have to tell them that, just like last week Monday, I simply *cannot* make it today. I have to. I can't be gone for my mom's birthday. I just can't.
It's November 6, and has officially been since an hour ago. Happy Birthday, Mama.
Two entries in a week. Wow.
Posted by apple-chan
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