"I want to twist the structure of my average day."
I'm still happy, essentially.
Work this last half term has not been as amazing as before. There have been timetable changes and kids I've had to interract with that I've previously avoided. Also...before he came back, I think I needed work more. The last six weeks have just been about getting to April. I probably haven't embraced anything as much as I should have.
Alex has finally had enough of the SLT and is applying elsewhere for a role he also wants to take Mike to. So now I'm facing the prospect of September without Alex, Mike and Ash! Which is not at all appealing. I know it's ridiculous to jump ship when all your friends leave, but it just wouldn't be the job I put my name down for.
I am finding my financial situation harder and harder to cope with. After rent, tax and bills, I have only a small amount to ride the month out with. And the price of petrol? Oh my life. With Dave getting back and the prospect of a full long-distance relationship, I'm really anxious about coping with that, although I know he'll insist on footing most of that bill. But it's no life. I hate the fact that I earnt more working supply. And there is so much fucking supply work. Lins joined my agency and got full time work until the summer holidays after 2 weeks? It's madness.
I'm being realistic about the PGCE by assuming I won't get it and planning my life accordingly. If it happens, it will be a beautiful surprise.
I need to start making some decisions. This morning in the car me and Ash decided I needed to leave, that it was the best thing for me for about a million different reasons. But I'm never very good at taking the first step.
On the plus side, I have been encouraged this week by my increasingly hilarious and surprisingly supportive Year 9 boys, some of whom I skipped across the tennis courts with today during an Easter egg hunt/Maths lesson. I've also loved Vikki and Jo a lot. Hanging out with Vik and her little girl is always so fun, and a lot of what I feel I have been looking for. I've been given a huge project to aid our case for one of our kids being assessed for Autism. It's overwhelming but interesting and worthy and better than my foundation stage Maths project which is mindnumbing and neverending. I've laughed at the Year 9s learning their ensemble piece in two different keys.
I want to see my sister.
my boyfriend.
my best friend.
I will settle for Geth who's coming down tomorrow night to make cookies.
I love The Wombats just lately.
Work this last half term has not been as amazing as before. There have been timetable changes and kids I've had to interract with that I've previously avoided. Also...before he came back, I think I needed work more. The last six weeks have just been about getting to April. I probably haven't embraced anything as much as I should have.
Alex has finally had enough of the SLT and is applying elsewhere for a role he also wants to take Mike to. So now I'm facing the prospect of September without Alex, Mike and Ash! Which is not at all appealing. I know it's ridiculous to jump ship when all your friends leave, but it just wouldn't be the job I put my name down for.
I am finding my financial situation harder and harder to cope with. After rent, tax and bills, I have only a small amount to ride the month out with. And the price of petrol? Oh my life. With Dave getting back and the prospect of a full long-distance relationship, I'm really anxious about coping with that, although I know he'll insist on footing most of that bill. But it's no life. I hate the fact that I earnt more working supply. And there is so much fucking supply work. Lins joined my agency and got full time work until the summer holidays after 2 weeks? It's madness.
I'm being realistic about the PGCE by assuming I won't get it and planning my life accordingly. If it happens, it will be a beautiful surprise.
I need to start making some decisions. This morning in the car me and Ash decided I needed to leave, that it was the best thing for me for about a million different reasons. But I'm never very good at taking the first step.
On the plus side, I have been encouraged this week by my increasingly hilarious and surprisingly supportive Year 9 boys, some of whom I skipped across the tennis courts with today during an Easter egg hunt/Maths lesson. I've also loved Vikki and Jo a lot. Hanging out with Vik and her little girl is always so fun, and a lot of what I feel I have been looking for. I've been given a huge project to aid our case for one of our kids being assessed for Autism. It's overwhelming but interesting and worthy and better than my foundation stage Maths project which is mindnumbing and neverending. I've laughed at the Year 9s learning their ensemble piece in two different keys.
I want to see my sister.
my boyfriend.
my best friend.
I will settle for Geth who's coming down tomorrow night to make cookies.
I love The Wombats just lately.