Actually, not really.
Aside from waking up late and being stuck in traffic and sweating like a pig in a jeepney, it is pretty much the same old boring stuff. Kids greeting me warmly, kids acting like lovable little monsters, and kids racing out the door like they can’t wait to be away from me. I’m bored again.
Now, I am staring into this classroom, wondering what else needs to be done.
And to be honest… I would rather be in bed right now.