No more collecting useless crap from school for a pompous portfolio.
No more sitting around at the lonely corner of the staffroom waiting for the clock to strike 2.30p.m.
No more swearing at my evil printer.
No more nagging students to bring their books. Which only half did. Which the other half won't be my problem anymore.
'COZ I'M DONE WITH MY TEACHING PRACTICE!
Though I still have to come back for the
Plus these are only half of the things I managed to pack back home. Or quarter.
Till then, my six years here isn't exactly over.