Grumble grumble grumble...
Urgh, so sorry flisters for disappearing. Work has been ridiculous and I either haven't had time or have lacked any motivation to do anything whatsoever. But now I'm feeling guilty for not even bothering to write a journal entry D:
So TAFE has gone back - we went back last week, but of course a teacher's life precludes the term commencement. So things have been ridiculous and chaotic and I had a moment where I was ready to throw in the towel. But I haven't quit (quite frankly I couldn't afford to anyway), but things are still pretty shite. For starters we were still trying to organise our resources to actual give to our students. All those lovely manuals you guys get/got when you went to uni/tafe/school were created by someone (us) and because of my leg fiasco last year I was still completing stuff the week before classes started. I still have units to develop but they're not being delivered yet so they can just wait! Anyway, I only found out my timetable (ie when I am teaching) the day before I had to teach D: I at least knew (mostly) what units I was teaching so could prepare stuff, but omg, trying to write a lesson plan for a unit when you don't know it's duration is a fucking nightmare and made worse when your goddamn coordinator doesn't friggin reply to your messages/emails. I found out at 11.30pm that I had 8 weeks to deliver a unit I thought I had a whole semester to teach. Friggin brilliant. So I got about two hours sleep that morning before I had to go off to work.
Everything is completely disorganised and to make things even better our admin officer has cracked a hissy fit and gone on stress/sick leave because she is useless. Which is just the best timing when we have enrolments and now my job consists of not only teaching but also admin shit - that I don't get paid for! Twice I went into work to prepare for classes the next day and ended up getting lumped with shit that isn't my responsibility anymore. GAH! I'm now a sessional teacher, which means I only get paid for the in-class teaching I do, and if I have to come to meetings and such. So, lesson planning and shit is just absorbed into the amount we get paid per hour, and is part of the expected duties. Which means, when I came in IN MY OWN TIME to prepare and got shit dumped on me I was essentially working for free. But the bloody coordinator leaves at 3pm because she has a kid. So of course, because I was coordinating last year, guess who gets the honour of getting shit dumped on them. But if I don't do it, it doesn't get done and the students end up getting fucked over. AAAARRGHHHHHH! Seriously hate everything right now.
I've also picked up more work at another TAFE because 1.5 days won't really pay all the bills. I was lucky to get more work, but now I almost regret taking it on because it's so much more work. One of the units I've never taught before and it's a bitch of a subject which will mean loads of prep. So at the end of the day, I get paid to teach for 3hrs a week and will spend significantly more time on it. Classes for that start next week so I have to make a decision, like now. I feel really bad though and that's why I'm always getting stooged. I find it really hard to say no and want to make everyone happy and end up losing out... Anyway, don't know what to do. Kinda need the money, but could do without the stress it's going to cause...
I'm completely in a creative rut. Probably because my head is full of science, which clouds everything and I'm really tired and worn out. My weekend literally composed of me sitting on the couch watching crappy tv and trying to motivate myself to do anything.I even had to push myself to play Mass Effect 2. Seriously. So I basically wasted my entire weekend...
Happy Valentines Day to one and all. I know there's probably a bunch of you not into it, but meh. Need to share the love at some stage :P It's a good opportunity to make my friends feel loved an cherished and I think you're all awesome and wonderful :) Matthew bought me some roses. Sweet, though I'm not massively into flowers because the cats usually eat them or they die way too fast for the amount they cost. But it was still a nice thought. I feel bad cause I was going to get him a flower too (he feels left out) but work was so busy today and I didn't have time for lunch and I couldn't run downstairs to grab one from our florist (we run a floristry course at the tafe, and sell flowers cheap!). Oh well. We went out to one of those Asian buffet restaurant places and it was yum and now I'm sleepy.
Well, it seems like I say the same shit whenever I post. Sorry :( Probably why I haven't bothered to post anything because it's the same shit over and over. But yeah, I'm still alive. I still have employment. I still wish Matt earned enough that I didn't have to work and could just write fic and draw all day :D Hope everyone is taking care xox
So TAFE has gone back - we went back last week, but of course a teacher's life precludes the term commencement. So things have been ridiculous and chaotic and I had a moment where I was ready to throw in the towel. But I haven't quit (quite frankly I couldn't afford to anyway), but things are still pretty shite. For starters we were still trying to organise our resources to actual give to our students. All those lovely manuals you guys get/got when you went to uni/tafe/school were created by someone (us) and because of my leg fiasco last year I was still completing stuff the week before classes started. I still have units to develop but they're not being delivered yet so they can just wait! Anyway, I only found out my timetable (ie when I am teaching) the day before I had to teach D: I at least knew (mostly) what units I was teaching so could prepare stuff, but omg, trying to write a lesson plan for a unit when you don't know it's duration is a fucking nightmare and made worse when your goddamn coordinator doesn't friggin reply to your messages/emails. I found out at 11.30pm that I had 8 weeks to deliver a unit I thought I had a whole semester to teach. Friggin brilliant. So I got about two hours sleep that morning before I had to go off to work.
Everything is completely disorganised and to make things even better our admin officer has cracked a hissy fit and gone on stress/sick leave because she is useless. Which is just the best timing when we have enrolments and now my job consists of not only teaching but also admin shit - that I don't get paid for! Twice I went into work to prepare for classes the next day and ended up getting lumped with shit that isn't my responsibility anymore. GAH! I'm now a sessional teacher, which means I only get paid for the in-class teaching I do, and if I have to come to meetings and such. So, lesson planning and shit is just absorbed into the amount we get paid per hour, and is part of the expected duties. Which means, when I came in IN MY OWN TIME to prepare and got shit dumped on me I was essentially working for free. But the bloody coordinator leaves at 3pm because she has a kid. So of course, because I was coordinating last year, guess who gets the honour of getting shit dumped on them. But if I don't do it, it doesn't get done and the students end up getting fucked over. AAAARRGHHHHHH! Seriously hate everything right now.
I've also picked up more work at another TAFE because 1.5 days won't really pay all the bills. I was lucky to get more work, but now I almost regret taking it on because it's so much more work. One of the units I've never taught before and it's a bitch of a subject which will mean loads of prep. So at the end of the day, I get paid to teach for 3hrs a week and will spend significantly more time on it. Classes for that start next week so I have to make a decision, like now. I feel really bad though and that's why I'm always getting stooged. I find it really hard to say no and want to make everyone happy and end up losing out... Anyway, don't know what to do. Kinda need the money, but could do without the stress it's going to cause...
I'm completely in a creative rut. Probably because my head is full of science, which clouds everything and I'm really tired and worn out. My weekend literally composed of me sitting on the couch watching crappy tv and trying to motivate myself to do anything.I even had to push myself to play Mass Effect 2. Seriously. So I basically wasted my entire weekend...
Happy Valentines Day to one and all. I know there's probably a bunch of you not into it, but meh. Need to share the love at some stage :P It's a good opportunity to make my friends feel loved an cherished and I think you're all awesome and wonderful :) Matthew bought me some roses. Sweet, though I'm not massively into flowers because the cats usually eat them or they die way too fast for the amount they cost. But it was still a nice thought. I feel bad cause I was going to get him a flower too (he feels left out) but work was so busy today and I didn't have time for lunch and I couldn't run downstairs to grab one from our florist (we run a floristry course at the tafe, and sell flowers cheap!). Oh well. We went out to one of those Asian buffet restaurant places and it was yum and now I'm sleepy.
Well, it seems like I say the same shit whenever I post. Sorry :( Probably why I haven't bothered to post anything because it's the same shit over and over. But yeah, I'm still alive. I still have employment. I still wish Matt earned enough that I didn't have to work and could just write fic and draw all day :D Hope everyone is taking care xox