beg/steal/borrow

mondays at RI are days where you have to wear a tie, and sing the institution anthem. as an anti-uniform to the boys', i wore black with the school tie, and it was almost fashionable.

i was reminded of our own weekly hair-checks during the RI years. and having to beg/steal/borrow ties if we forgot to bring. and how the ties get so stinky after a while, because no one ever washes their ties.

today i almost managed to make one class beg/steal/borrow graph paper, but in the end, they won =( you can never win students, unless you are like mrs chan or something. today was such a long day; repeating the same materials for three different classes, competing with the classes each time to see who can talk louder.

but i was very amazed by a group of vietnamese students. so very polite, and so very nice to the teachers. they were so different from the other students. and so humble. then i met weiyang for dinner; it was money well-controlled/well-spent. and i was on the train home with many sleepy people.