Psapphirical

So today was the last day of my first ever teaching placement! Tomorrow will be my official last day at MGC, but I have no classes... just report writing to help out with.

The Year 8s, who I have previously described as rowdy and noisy and uncontrollable and generally a PAIN IN THE ASS, all signed a farewell sheet of paper and sang me... happy birthday. zomglikewtf. o.O Let me tell you, having 26 kids sing Happy Birthday to you when it's NOT your birthday is the WIERDEST THING EVAR. (Apparently they forgot the words to For She's A Jolly Good Fellow). It was sweet of them though (even though they were noisy the entire lesson! -.-). I got a little sentimental as I was walking to the train station. I'll miss a lot of them. Well... a few of them. :D

Anyway, I'm exhausted. I'm a little afraid of how exhausted I am after just this teaching block. And apparently I had one of the tame schools. I'm worried they're gonna put me out in the northern suburbs or something where the kids eat teachers for breakfast next. I bet they will. >.<

In WoW news, exciting things have been happening!  I FINALLY got my Netherdrake the other day.  Yes, my DRAGON.  My epix ride which I have been working towards for a whole year.  When I finished the quest, I took two whole days to decide which colour I was going to get.  I ended up with Onyxien, the onyx coloured one.  I figure that colour will match any future armour.

Speaking of armour, I also gathered just enough Arena points to get myself the Season 2 Gladiator shoulders.  They are awesome looking, and just in time too, because I'd totally gotten sick of my old shoulders.  I also got a new epix belt.  Yay epix!

And on top of all of that, I finished collecting the 8 cards of the Lunacy Deck today and turned them in for the "Madness" Darkmoon trinket, which is totally uber.  Apparently, when it procs, there's a chance your character will yell "THIS IS MADNESS".  So awesome.

Anyway.  Bedtime.  Stay tuned for pics of my hawt new armour and my Netherdrake.  :D

Made it through another day. Only got 2 hours sleep last night. Guh. o.o

Some of the Year 8s tried to find my Myspace and failed. Heh. Some girl asked if my name was Lucy (because they know it starts with L). *was amused*

I'm so exhausted. I have no words for how exhausted I am.

Guh.

...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...

*bops*

(Man, I really need Eurovision icons.)

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.

Anyway.

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. >.<

*sigh*

Time to go back to work.

Today in year 10 history, Sheryl was teaching students about Marxist ideology and they were discussing the notion of mankind being evil or good, and some girl said: "I don't think mankind is necessarily evil... I mean there are some bad people, but you know... there are bad monkeys too."

Bad monkeys, lolz.

So, the course is going well. I've managed to keep on top of the workload so far, although it's gradually draining the life from me and it's only week 3. Today Kat dropped out of the course and said kbai to us all. Another person I know has dropped to reduced load. Our numbers are thinning. We are being picked off one by one. Soon there will be none left. *paranoid look*

Anyway. Today I did no homework at all because my brain was too mushed, so I watched 2 episodes of Gilmore Girls. It ended up being really depressing because Rory and Dean broke up and then the rest of the episode was just EMO SUPREME.

/emo

It just occurred to me that Dean would make the perfect emo face smiley, with his floppy hair and all.

Well, it's way past my bedtime so I'd better go. Yes, sad isn't it?

*nods*

ZOMG

My first lesson is tomorrow!

*freaks out*

Oh hai.

Today was my first day at Melbourne Girls' College (formerly Richmond High School). And OMG their humanities department is severely lacking. I was slightly horrified to learn that they don't even offer history in the later year levels. And in middle school, the only history they learn is SOSE (studies of society and environment... basically, history + geography + economics), which is actually a combined subject with English. Like srsly wtf.

Our Student-Teacher Coordinator is a friendly woman called Donna who talks a lot and has the memory of a goldfish. When she was introducing us to our Supervising Teachers, I was struck by envy when the science/chemistry/biology students, Kath and Louisa, were led off by two stunningly gorgeous young science teachers. I... was not so lucky. I'll say no more. Mordreth is nice though.

Mordreth's subjects are:
Year 10 "Literary Classics" [I majored in Linguistics damnit, not English Lit!]
Year 9 "Write now!" [Damn, maybe I shouldn't have skipped all my creative writing lectures in 1st year uni...]
Year 8 "English/SOSE" [You call this history? -.-]

Today I sat in for her Literary Classics class. They're studying Bram Stoker's Dracula this term, which I'll have to read over the weekend. The entire period (all 70 minutes of it) was pretty much the students taking turns to read the book aloud, with some occasional class discussion. I was um... bored, lolz. I really don't like the 70 minute periods actually... I don't think a teenager's attention span can be held very successfully for that long (nor mine, for that matter). It was interesting to watch the students though. One girl, I think her name was... Sabina... was discreetly listening to her ipod in one ear (zomg they never let us do that in my day!). Several others looked a little zoned out. They were all scarily well behaved though.

The school is kinda tiny, which I expected since it's an inner suburb school. The fact that there's only one main building (plus some portables) is probably a good thing, because it minimizes the chance that I'll get lost. In fact, it's almost impossible to get lost. Their facilities aren't as good as my former high school's, but it's probably not fair to compare other state schools to GWSC, heh. I'm mainly just peeved that they're so faily when it comes to History. *grumble*

Anyway, I'd better wander off and read some Jane Austen or something, if I'm going to be teaching English Lit.