To give up, or not to give up

When girlfriends hang out, they become mad people. And what's a hangout without good food (Sushi Tei), good recreation (neoprints) and good company?

Waiting for more photos from Fay, but we'll just have to settle for all these first.

In the meanwhile, I'm still fighting my decision to take Monday classes. Seriously, I'm not really keen on the change of timing (the 'management', as what they call themselves, drew up an impossible timetable), because most parents are taking their children off the list. And the 'management' still hasn't come to their senses. Sometimes, I really wonder why am I still lingering in the center when I have better pay prospects out there with no bonds, no 'management' to accomodate, no screaming kids, no rigid timetables and no lingering eyes over the class. Little wonder Hong Ying and Jessica are not committing. Maybe I should weigh my options as well.
Perhaps the only consolation I had yesterday was having one of my students top her class in English. And this has been all I needed to fuel my engine.

And my aunt had to come down and start nagging at me early in the morning.
'You better eat more walnuts since you're not eating meat.'
'How heavy are you ah? 50kg?'
'You better take milk instead of soymilk. It's not enough nutrition for you.'
'Don't go on a diet ah.'
'Don't be too picky. Just eat your food, no need to choose.'
I'm going crazy. She makes it sound as though I'm on the verge of being admitted to IMH for an eating disorder. But those who know me knows that I wouldn't give up good food for the world.
What the...

Another day without the boyfriend.