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First day back at uni was boring and a tad annoying. Nothing more to report on that end.

On the way home, I stopped by at Coles Express in Melbourne Central and got flirted at by a check-out boy. He was like "do you like this Enrique Iglesias song?" And then he started telling me about how he has a cousin who does Enrique Iglesias impersonations. Lol. Why don't check-out girls ever do this? Woe.

Also, I saw a tiny article in mX today about how some Swedish researchers were claiming that World of Warcraft was "more addictive than cocaine". That also made me lol.
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4000 words are all that's keeping me from the end of the MTeach. 

I attempted to pull an all-nighter last night but failed.  There was a big storm, and one of my favorite things is to go to sleep with thunder rumbling in my ears and rain pounding on my windows.  So around 3am I gave up the fight and blissfully passed out on my bed.  Set my alarm for 5:30, 6:30, 7:30, 8:30.  I eventually got up 4 hours later than intended from my nap-turned-coma.

This morning my flist is bursting with excited screencaps of WotLK, and I am cursing the world.  I cannot convey to you how much I want to go pick up my pre-ordered Collector's Edition and install it and just... play.  But I can't.  *twitch*

I am drinking tea.


Nov. 12th, 2008 11:23 pm
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Can someone really quickly let me know if this link works?



Nov. 3rd, 2008 07:26 pm
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ZOMG GUYS, I finally got an interview!!!!!!!!!!1111one

A phone call came through in the middle of my history lecture, so I couldn't answer it, but I called back straight afterwards thinking it might be important, and it was East Doncaster's assistant principal!  Except I didn't know it was East Doncaster the entire phonecall, because the connection was really dodgy and it blanked out in the exact moment that the woman was saying who she was, lol.  Anyway, I was really happy and grinning like a n00b for the rest of the afternoon, because it means I'm finally doing my applications right.  The interview is on Friday morning at 9am.  o.o

I can't believe it's the 3rd of November already.  Today was the last Monday of the MTeach, and I had my last History tutorial ever.  John had a panel of last year's graduates come to talk to us and give us advice.  Some things that were mentioned:

- Set yourself times/days to relax or else you will burn out and DIE.
- Learn the school culture quickly and try to fit in (at least for the first few years).
- You can't rely on your mentor.  Seek out other mentors/colleagues if your mentor sucks.
- Share your resources even if other people don't share them with you.
- It's common that you don't find out what classes you're teaching until like, the day before school starts.  F'realz.
- Get involved in stuff.  The exact quote was "Get involved in everything", but I think "stuff" will do for me.
- Don't smile until Easter.  Srsly.  Or you will be paying for it until Melbourne Cup Day.

Speaking of Melbourne Cup Day - it's tomorrow!  I get a day off.  I can't remember the last time I had a day off.  It's almost an alien concept.

Update of my progress with ApFoJoMo:
November 1- I applied for a History/English Graduate position at Mt Scopus Memorial College (Jewish independent)
November 2 - I applied for two English/Humanities Graduate positions at Camberwell High School (Public)
November 3 - I applied for an English/Humanities Graduate position at Ashwood Secondary College (Public)

Actually, I haven't done that last one yet, so I'd better get to it.  *runs off*


Oct. 13th, 2008 10:08 pm
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I'm so fucking depressed it's not even funny.   I've given up trying to fix it.  Just trying to ride it out and survive at this point.

Today I got my first ever package from Russia, which was exciting.  Sadly, it didn't contain a Russian bride.  Just some tin soldiers.  From ebay.

School was entirely uninspiring today.  We went to the immigration museum for History, which was okay.  I ended up having a belated lunch in a dumpling shop on Swanston St with this guy, Simon, because it was preferable to spending any more time alone in my own head.  Then we went to the Assessment, Learning and Teaching lecture and I fell asleep because it was so. fucking. boring.

This is what we were doing today )

One thing that made me laugh today: the Captain Planet Captain Credit song.


Oct. 10th, 2008 06:23 pm
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I hate Fridays.  You'd think I'd like them, because of the weekend, but I don't.  There's so many things I have to do, or should be doing.  I still haven't heard back from any of the jobs I applied to, except for Norwood SC, who were at least nice enough to send me a "sorry but you didn't get the job" email.  Meh.  And I'm too unmotivated and exhausted and busy to apply for more at the moment.  Which worries and stresses me out even more.

Today I have eaten:  1 mug of tea, 2 pity donuts and 1 Tim Tam.  I didn't have time to eat breakfast because I got up at 6am to work on a presentation I had to give today.  There's just too many fucking things to do.

Life is too stressful.


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To clarify on my last post, because everyone seems to be hurrying to reassure me that I won't fail - I know. I'm not worried about failing. The mehness of the last post was more from the bad morale of the student teachers as a group, and just the shock of it, I guess. We'd finished our block rounds, and everything. It's the end of the year. We only had 5 weeks to go. And it's been so damn hard. It just seemed downright cruel to fail him at 5 weeks from the finish line.


I'm at uni again. I seem to be constantly at uni or at school these days. Yesterday I slept from 4pm until almost 6am this morning, and I'm still tired. *sigh*



Jul. 29th, 2008 06:23 pm
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I want the year to be over already. I'm so tired and stressed and blah. The tired and stressed, I can deal with. But not when I'm blah at the same time. And I can deal with being blah, but not when I'm too busy stressing out and exhausted too. It's just all too much! >.<

My Australian Indigenous Education tutorial got cancelled again this morning. It's fucking ridiculous. Two weeks into the course and we haven't even had a single tutorial or lecture or even an EMAIL from the subject coordinator/lecturer/tutor. Ridiculous. What a waste of time. A few of us went to the Education office to complain but they just gave us the email of someone else to complain to. Yay.

In other news, tomorrow I'm teaching my first two classes at my new school and I'm terrified. Argh, so stressed out. SO STRESSED OUT.

I will now end this post with a hundred sad smilies to express my disastisfaction with the world:

:( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
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...and as usual lesson planning has taken all night, and suddenly it's 3am and I'm going to be very sleep deprived tomorrow. Ugh.

Eurovision this year was not as happy!gay!yay! as last year, but I still enjoyed it. Good times. I'm sad that I'll have to wait another year for more Europoppy goodness. My favorite was Iceland (I had enormous fun attempting to imagine the guy as a descendent of Vikings - couldn't quite manage it :D) What was yours?

So. Tomorrow starts my three weeks of teaching, where I'll be teaching EVERY SINGLE DAY ZOMG. I have moments of "eh, I'll be fine" and moments of pure panic. PURE PANIC.

Anyway, my first lesson tomorrow is with the Year 8s of HELL. Pray for my soul, kkz?


This is my liiiife...


(Man, I really need Eurovision icons.)


May. 22nd, 2008 11:27 pm
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One assignment down, two to go. (Yay!) But I have horrible cramps of doom that make me want to curl up and die. :(
lishesquex: (OMG ONOZ)
I have twenty hours to finish three assignments.

lishesquex: (xena sad gabby)
Meh. Crappy day.

I lost my USB drive which had heaps of stuff on it. I can't remember if there was work I hadn't yet backed up. *sigh* Stupid me for being so careless.

This week is highly stressful. Everything is due in the next two weeks. Followed by the block placement.

Nothing else to report as there is nothing else going on. I lead such an exciting life, yes.


May. 1st, 2008 09:48 pm
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I went to my dad's friend's daughter's graduation dinner. It was okay... the food was good. Mum and Rianna weren't there so I was a little bored, but too brain-dead to care.

On the way there, in the car, dad was talking to his friends and was like "we should get so-and-so to set Lilian up with a boy... she's old enough to be dating", and I was like zomg. -.- It was very alarming. It is indeed getting to the point where I'm a little old to be pretending that I'm the innocent virginal young Chinese girl who's had no experience with dating. I'm going to have to come out to my parents one of the days. Scary.

School was really boring today. Really, really boring. It's really terrible to be in a classroom and be absolutely bored and wished you could just jump in and take over the lesson (because you can tell that all the students were absolutely bored) but not be able to. -.-

I did have a good chat with Emily though. Emily is a really quiet student who always hands in excellent quality work and the medieval story I marked yesterday was really well written. She always puts her hand up when I asked questions, too. And she knew heaps about Vikings, that very first lesson. If I were to have a pet student, she would be it. :D

Anyway, only 2 more weeks of this 2-days-at-school-3-days-at-uni thing. And then 1 week of assignment hell. And then the 3 week teaching block. Zomg.

I have a sore throat. :(


Apr. 24th, 2008 11:10 pm
lishesquex: (alias - close my eyes bw)
I have to choose my elective subject for next semester, and I'm having trouble deciding between:

A) Foundations of Mathematics Teaching

B) Australian Indigenous Education

"A" will qualify me to teach maths to a Year 9 level, which is probably good for my career.  But it'd be a lot of work.  And I'm not sure if I even want to be qualified to teach maths in case I get given a whole bunch of maths classes to teach.  On the other hand, I think I would enjoy teaching low level maths on some level.  But like I said... a lot of work.

"B" seems interesting enough, and the assessment is easier.  But I'm not sure if I want to move into rural areas to teach, no matter how much dough the government offers, so I'm not sure how professionally useful this particular elective is going to be.  Also, I have the feeling that this subject might be one of those ones that I've already covered in-depth in my Arts degree, and this'll just skip the surface of it and make me go -.-.  But like I said... easy assessment. 

Anyway, I can't decide.  Choose for me.

[Poll #1176303]
lishesquex: (L word - always raining)
My dad has guests over again. Loud male laughter. Smoke. Grr.

My last lecture today ran overtime and as I was leaving the lecture theatre (A1 of Old Engineering), I saw Rachel Nordlinger (my old lecturer for the very first linguistics subject I ever took) come in. Outside, I saw a whole bunch of fresh-faced undergraduates waiting to enter. They were probably "Intro to Linguistics" students. I was hit by a sudden wave of nostalgia, and I stared at them for a while, wishing I could join them.

I currently have about zero motivation for anything. Zero. I was an hour late to uni today because I just couldn't get out of bed. And once out of bed, I couldn't bring myself get ready in the usual speed I have to in order to catch my train...

In fact, I don't even have the motivation to end this post properly.

*goes away*
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I feel like I'm in mourning, but I don't know what for. I've been staring off into space a lot. When I got home today, I just stayed sitting in the car and didn't want to leave.

I also experienced a bout of homicidal rage today. Two bouts, actually, but we'll not speak of the second one. -.-

So the first one. There was this guy sitting next to me in my Language and Teaching lecture and he just kept talking and talking and talking to the girl on the other side of him. And he had this really annoying loud, breathy, snorty laughter which just PISSED ME OFF TO NO END. I wanted to stab him with my pen. Or punch is face in. I really did. The lecture was too boring to concentrate on, so in the end I just started reading Stay. But even then his constant snorting laughter irritated me immensely. Wanted. To. Kill.

This morning I dreamt of climbing onto the netting of a hang glider which was really a Viking ship with wings. We glided/sailed over wind and water all the way to the staffroom of Glen Waverley Secondary College (my old high school), where I saw many of my old teachers. At the bottom of a big yellow water slide, I saw Kylie (my Year 12 English teacher whom I had a crush on). I slid down the slide whilst doing the Xena warcry to impress her, but she was angry at me and hadn't forgiven me for something and refused to talk to me. I was sad. Then I climbed back up the slide and into the hang gliding Viking ship and flew back to uni.

Um, yeah.
lishesquex: (L word - always raining)
Today was one of those days where you wake up and you cycle through all the reasons why you have to get up today in your head - and then fail to find any of them enough of a motivation.

The thing that finally got me out of bed was my curiosity as to whether Ingrid's publisher had replied to the email. (They had.)

At school, within 3 minutes of arriving, my supervising teacher was like "Look, I'm really not feeling up to taking this morning's tutorial today... would you be up to taking that for me?"

"Umm... okay."

Btw, tutorial = death.

I think I did okay for an improv lesson that was doomed anyway because their tutorial program has been focusing on the topic of "success" for the last 10 weeks and everyone (even the teacher) is sick of it. Unfortunately their rowdiness carried over to the next class (which I was taking) and they were horrible and noisy and unfocused the whole time. My throat feels like I spent 2 hours today yelling. Oh wait, I did. -.-

The rest of the day was just one big blurry mess of exhaustion which is irrelevant to this journal entry.

My father came home from China today. He brought home a new 80 gb ipod for Rianna. *tries not to be jealous* He also brought a new laptop and a new Apple phone (iphone?) for himself. Actually, he'd bought the ipod for himself as well but then spontaneously gave it to Rianna.

It's probably a cold thing to say, but I'm much happier with my father away in China. Everyday feels so much more peaceful and unharried without him in my life. And I prefer it without him. Without his stupid dinner parties, his cigarette smoke, his greasy food, his loud, angry voice, his hypocrisy, his volatile temper.


Yesterday I wasted about two hours talking to a stupid Telstra sales representative (a.k.a. doorknocker). Anyway the end result was that we finally sold our souls and signed up for Bigpond internet. I hate Telstra. But if they can give me faster/better internet, I will give them monies. So despite the massive time and effort expended yesterday, I'm glad the Telstra guy came around because I'm really looking forward to having ADSL2+.

I'm exhausted but I can't go to sleep yet because I need to work on my part of tomorrow's SPC micro-teaching presentation.
On Saturday I must finish Artefact 2.
On Sunday I will do my other LTP reading + journal.
On Monday I will cry from exhaustion and begin another week. >.<


Time to go back to work.


Apr. 6th, 2008 08:32 pm
lishesquex: (alias - close my eyes bw)
I am procrastinating on my essay that was due on Friday by writing about how stressed I am.

Tomorrow another 6 week intensive subject starts up (as if I didn't have enough already!) which will mean I don't get home on Mondays until well past 7pm.  Hooray.

Also, May 23rd.  The fast approaching day of doom.  Pretty much all my subjects have a major assessment due on that day.  And then the following week sees the beginning of my 3 weeks of teaching everyday.

So. Damned. Stressed.



Oh, one other thing.  Despite all the doom and gloom, I did manage to find the time to watch the new Gladiators tonight.  So very lame, but instant 9 year old feeling.  Ahhh.
lishesquex: (alias - close my eyes bw)
Yesterday I went into EB Games to buy another WoW Gamecard. I ended up spending almost $100 in games because they were having a sale. One of the games that I bought was "Canis Canem Edit", also known as "Bully" for the PS2. I was actually rather amused by the fact that I - a respectable member of the (future) teaching community - was buying and planning to play a game set in a school (like I don't spend enough of my life there already) that promotes bullying, mischief and disrespect towards teachers. Lolz.

So it's week 5 of the course, and I haven't died yet. This is good. I've given three lessons so far:

1. Year 8 English - Haiku (slightly disastrous)
2. Year 8 SOSE - Germanic Migration + Vikings (went amazingly well, although not perfect by any means)
3. Year 9 Creative Writing - How to plan a murder mystery (slightly disastrous)

My enthusiasm for the course/profession has been going up and down like crazy. Last week I was cursing my choice of career, and this week I'm back to going zomg I can't wait to be a real teacher and have my own classes.

Tomorrow is my fourth lesson. I have to make an audio recording of it as part of my assessment. Eek.

Also, it'll be the last period of the last day of term - did /anyone/ actually ever do work on those periods? And the room we're in is a computer room. I predict much death and mayhem.

I bought Easter Eggs to bribe them with. :D

And now... I have a lesson to plan, and only 8 hours before I have to wake up again.

lishesquex: (xena sad gabby)
Today was a day rendered soft by melancholy, and slow by the heat that always inevitably kills my internet connection. But the net seems to have revived somewhat, so now I must stop watching Star Trek: The Next Generation and resume my life.

Last week was bad. People dropping out in droves is discouraging. Coming home so exhausted I could cry is... well, bearable as long as something makes it worth it. Sometimes that something isn't there. It probably didn't help that I was sick, and as if that wasn't bad enough, I had my period and was PMSing like a klimakteriekossa.

I hope next week is better.

While my internet was down this afternoon, I reread Written on the Body. One particular line amused me greatly: "Wallowing is sex for depressives."

So it turns out I've been having lots of sex these past few days months years after all. Lots of sex. *sex maniac* Yes, clearly.


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