Workaholism

The ranks of my Year 11 English Language class has swelled to 24 students this semester (from 19 previously). I have five new students, all bright and shiny, to mold into young linguists. Some of them might still switch out in the next week, but it's good to see so much interest in the subject. Even if it means more work for me.

Today I said "orly?" and one of my geeky boys said "yarly" back. I lol'ed inside.

Semester 2 preparations are kicking my butt though.

14 hour work day (with no lunch break!)
+ 1 hour travel
+ 1 hour getting up preparations
+ 1 hour dinner + packing bag/clothes for the next day
+ 8 hours sleep

= OH WAIT, THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH HOURS.