today was probably one of the worst days i've had in a long while. it may even beat the day i had my surgery. i don't think i've ever been so upset before.
however, it's been a pretty good day because of it, in a roundabout sort of way. terrible crises make for realisations of which people around you are good people. and they'll suddenly make you a little bit closer to people you hardly knew at all before then.
on saturday, inspired by a silly worksheet that we used, i asked one of my tutees to write a love story. today i got to read it. afterwards he admitted that he stole the story from a korean bestseller, but i must say, it was the best love story i'd read in awhile, even after any fun grammatical errors. a boy and girl meet on the train. years later, they're at the same university, she's 3 years ahead. he loves her, but nothing happens, and after she graduates, he spends the next 7 years loving her even though she's not there. by then, he's a radio dj and she's a novelist. somehow they cross paths and fall and love. her family says, "don't do it! you're rich and he's poor!" but they marry anyways. and she becomes pregnant. and then she gets cancer. but she doesn't have an abortion because that won't cure her disease. so she dies. but the baby lives. the end.
it made me happy to read it. i like my tutees.