lishesquex: (buffy - faith this is life)

There is something moderately to severely depressing about arriving home and signing onto WoW to find that all your friends signed off in the last hour or three.  I need more local friends.  So tonight (what's left of it) is a choice of playing Mass Effect or reading "The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao".  At least I have Moko Kitteh to keep me company.

Kylie's Facebook status update today was: "got a strange letter today from a Swedish linguist who read about the 'challenges I face' in the Age and wants to help me..."  I wish I got random letters from Swedish linguists.  :-(  You, my flist, know of my great passion for linguists and Swedes.  Put them together and it's like a giant double chocolate coated caramel Tim Tam.  Irresistable.  Mmmm Swedish linguists nom nom nom.

Today's after school meeting was depressing.  All about enrolment numbers and the challenges posed by the economy and how the school needs to send a clear message to the community about achievement and excellence and results and how teachers are the key for achieveing all of this and oh by the way we're bringing in an appraisal system to rate each of you and your performance as teachers because you all don't have enough extra shit in your lives already.  It's truly depressing how commercial and beaurocratic the education sector is becoming.  Anyway, this Saturday is the school Open Day during which Year 7 students (along with their parents and grandparents) are required to attend classes in the morning, and certain teachers have to teach.  All so that the community can see the school in action.  On a Saturday.  It's just a giant advertising campaign and a lot of people resent being forced to give up their free time for it.  Thankfully, I'm not required to attend this year.

In other news, I bought a plane ticket to Munich last Friday. The Iceland Trip is definitely on.  Incidentally, I also received a very nice postcard from Munich at around the same time, which I am going to stick up on my office wall at work along with pictures of Moko Kitteh.

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Life is currently very stressful.  I have two classes of reports due next Thursday, and another four classes of reports to write shortly thereafter.  I've never written reports before + I've only known these kids for about 4 weeks +  I wasn't here when they did most of their assessment tasks = weeks of awesome fun ahead for me.

I'm annoyed because the school was supposed to appoint two mentors for me when I started, and it's Week 6 now and I have 0 mentors.  This is fail because I have to ask all my questions at random times to random people who may or may not be of any help.

/general grumble at work

In more uplifting news, I talked to Kylie (former year 12 english teacher, now Head of English at my old high school) for a little while on Facebook chat today which was awesome.  Haven't chatted with her for a couple of years, though we've left comments and stuff.  She said I should go back to Glenny and teach.  I wholeheartedly agree.  Maybe someone will retire next year... *crosses fingers*

And finally...  Dear Universe, I wish that my school comes down with the swine flu so that we can all be quarantined for a week.  Plzkthx. 

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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.

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