It's degrading truthfully, to go in a class with a bunch of youngsters and you're doing it for the second time. Something which no one would be proud off. If he/she does feel proud, let me know and I'll slap the oblivious out of them.
To sit down, then re-do what you're doing again, my god. It's saddening, but u just gotta swallow the sh*t as much as possible. Quitting my job, that was hard enough too. My heart was darn heavy as to leave the best people I've worked with, or would say, the only best people I'm gonna worked with, ever. Financial is being control, your life. Like a baby, every little step, I'm being monitored. It kinda degrades your dignity for a bit. But what can I do? Nothingggggg. *pout*
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