only a child with its reason gone
I am not the girl I used to be. Two nights of undersleep and I'm a wreck- physically, mentally, emotionally. I'm homesick and insecure. Teaching tonight was great, I have to say- apart from Dita and Valentin, who are a bit better than the rest (Dita actually asked me tonight if there was an advanced class: this book is too easy, and this class is only pre-advanced, she says), these guys are a lot of fun to teach (and that's not saying Valentin isn't fun, only that I can see he's bored sometimes). Eniko is awesome, and Mireia's coming out of her shell as well. I did accents tonight (Australia, England, South Africa, Ireland, America) to explain that the hugest difference between accents is the vowels- and that they could learn native-like vowels. So I drew them an IPA vowel chart, and on Thursday I'll make up a bingo board to test 'em. They ask for homework every day. It also helps BUCKETS that I already know the book I'm teaching them. and because I started out the first day with an end-of-class error correction, they're all much more receptive to it every day. Last night I just plain lost patience with the MWs. We were arguing about the name for a verb that looks un-conjugated, as it were. "Tell" is not "tells," nor is it "to tell." The Poles (mostly Dominika) pegged it as an infinitive, which I said was wrong because it doesn't have "to" in front of it. I finally went, "Listen. This is called the plain form. How do you make the plain form? Take the infinitive and remove 'to.' What's the plain form of to tell? What's the plain form of folding? Good. Let's move on."
I'm too tired to do shite tonight, which means tomorrow I make a worksheet outlining and practicing the differences between tend to and keep on, used to and would. I also have to do the lesson plan in the special format again 'cause we're being observed for like, high-level (we're talking on an EU scale) quality assurance tomorrow and I could be dropped in on. It's a boring, boring lesson, too. I might skip it and come back to it next week.
Check still hasn't come through. If it's not there by work time tomorrow I'm going to tell them I have 12 euro to last me until that cash gets in. I'm out of pretty much all necessities (any sort of protein, milk, bread) and am more than reluctant to dip into my American account. With the exchange rate at $1.65 today, can you blame me?
Alon and Simon had a gig tonight. Tonight I heard through the rumor mill that Simon was on a date last week with this Italian girl.
Spear to the gut.
I did get one of those rich-kid cheek air-kisses when I left after the gig, though. which honestly feels like the kiss of death. Who ever cheek-kisses someone they want to keep developing a Relationship with?
Looking for apartments online with Karolina. We found some place that wants less than four digits a month. Calls itself "compact" but if we each pay 400-something quid a month to live in Rathmines, there is NO reason to complain. The bad part is just waiting for responses from everyone we've emailed, hearing that the apartments are already let, or- oh, right- that Stephen's landlord changed his mind so he's not going to need to move out (and thus live with us).
I miss my mom...
and the title is one of the guys' lyrics.
I'm too tired to do shite tonight, which means tomorrow I make a worksheet outlining and practicing the differences between tend to and keep on, used to and would. I also have to do the lesson plan in the special format again 'cause we're being observed for like, high-level (we're talking on an EU scale) quality assurance tomorrow and I could be dropped in on. It's a boring, boring lesson, too. I might skip it and come back to it next week.
Check still hasn't come through. If it's not there by work time tomorrow I'm going to tell them I have 12 euro to last me until that cash gets in. I'm out of pretty much all necessities (any sort of protein, milk, bread) and am more than reluctant to dip into my American account. With the exchange rate at $1.65 today, can you blame me?
Alon and Simon had a gig tonight. Tonight I heard through the rumor mill that Simon was on a date last week with this Italian girl.
Spear to the gut.
I did get one of those rich-kid cheek air-kisses when I left after the gig, though. which honestly feels like the kiss of death. Who ever cheek-kisses someone they want to keep developing a Relationship with?
Looking for apartments online with Karolina. We found some place that wants less than four digits a month. Calls itself "compact" but if we each pay 400-something quid a month to live in Rathmines, there is NO reason to complain. The bad part is just waiting for responses from everyone we've emailed, hearing that the apartments are already let, or- oh, right- that Stephen's landlord changed his mind so he's not going to need to move out (and thus live with us).
I miss my mom...
and the title is one of the guys' lyrics.