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Curse you, bacon - peanut butter pasta sauce. You are truly more terrible for my body than fried ramen with bacon and egg yolk, and very nearly as delicious.
I failed my JET final exam today. I lost my temper; let an eleven-year old to get to me. It wasn't as if I completely snapped and bellowed, the way I did when I broke up the fight. But the thing is, if he's yelling his backtalk (at a rate of approx. three times a minute) at maybe 40% of his full output, and I whirl on him and swoop close and yell back at 40% of my full output... I'm yelling a lot louder.
Way to round out the school year with these punks, Lina. And there were barely 7 minutes of class left to go.
I failed my JET final exam today. I lost my temper; let an eleven-year old to get to me. It wasn't as if I completely snapped and bellowed, the way I did when I broke up the fight. But the thing is, if he's yelling his backtalk (at a rate of approx. three times a minute) at maybe 40% of his full output, and I whirl on him and swoop close and yell back at 40% of my full output... I'm yelling a lot louder.
Way to round out the school year with these punks, Lina. And there were barely 7 minutes of class left to go.