We come a little bit closer every day, I think. We talk one word more, sometimes smile to each other, I hope it would be more than a teacher-student realaitonship, but it can't be. God, he is the first teacher who I've ever fancied. He's so different like other kind of men that I know... he is quiet, deep in his mind, but his eyes are always happy, maybe about of his bride, khm. But after the final exam I'll have to talk about my feelings... I'll get three bottles of vodka, if I do! :D By the way, I think I must do it, for vodka or not. I mustn't leave school without telling him the facts. Maybe he already knows them. Maybe he doesn't. Well... I'm glad for that 60 minutes a week. We smiling and talking, and it's enough now and for a little while.