today at kumon i got a student and a teacher gossiping about my nails and the streaks in my hair.

i love the colour of my nails now-- some form of iridescent beetle-y purple that looks kinda different depending on how it catches the light. but obviously the little girl dint approve of it, and my purple and white hair. going to work's such a chore, but the work itself's such a luxury compared to the other horrifying experiences ive got from some other jobs. the children i have here are such angels. one boy even greeted me today out of class when he cycled past when i was somewhere in the neighbourhood (i was going to make a comment about his new hairstyle lol). "Toes look good underwater-- large and white." somehow that sentence gave me a rather peculiar calming feeling that i cant quite place my finger on when i came acroos it in one of the english worksheets. kinda like how kingshaw in im the king of the castle felt in his last moments, lol but not quite that dark. anyway it made me less restless than i was feeling before, in a weird deja-vu sorta way. overheard the 'principal' talking to one of the boys about geometric and arithmetric series and stuff, and was totally hit with nostalgia with the slacking-off days in nj. the boy's enthusiasm and anticipation towards learning math formulas way beyond his level made me kinda guilty for not trying hard to excel when i had the duty to. now im totally thinking of taking out the ol' maths TYS and going through all the questions for the zen. actually, right now i'ld do just about anything for the zen. anyone up for drawing sessions?