We've discovered something disturbing about our Korean cell phones. When you send a text out, it asks you to confirm the "sending number" which is, of course, yours. Or is it? Yes, my friends, you can actually alter the number so that the person getting the text thinks it is from somebody else.
The possibilities are endless. Just last night, I got a text from my boss saying, "Joanna-Teacher, you're fired. You have until Monday to vacate your smelly apartment."
In other news, I've gotten my new schedule for the next term, and it's looking fairly pleasant. I got the Class of Nice Girls again, and I'm almost positive I have the Other Class of Nice Girls as well, I class that I had the term before last. I also have a lot of classes of older kids who I've already been teaching for two terms. They're not always my most joyous classes, but they are far from the worst, and as they say, better the devil you know than the devil you don't.
I do, however, still have the Class of Little Antichrists, but I think it's just once a week. Gah, I can't stand them. I don't have a roster for my classes, just my schedule, so nobody knows which kids are in what class. It could be that all of the bad kids have been kicked out, in which case, huzzah! OR it could be that they've all been collected into one group which I have to teach, in which case, *headdesk*.
The boy with the excuses (see previous entry) has left, so while that particular class will be exponentially more peaceful, I will truly miss him. He was quite the comedian.
I'll update again in a few days with a better report on all of my new classes. This is the last full term I'll have before leaving! I've been here for almost seven months, can you believe it?
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