In which I prove that I am not dead
Hello my lovely friends. It has been ages since I posted anywhere other than on facebook. I am alive and mostly well, although I do miss sleeping in until 7:30 everyday.
Life has started to fall into a sort of routine, weekends feel like a cruel joke because they offer little respite or change from my normal week. I might, on a Sunday, sleep until 8am, but even that is somewhat unlikely. However, my routine of getting ready for bed at nine seems to work well for me, so for now the 6am so I can be on a train at 6:48 is still manageable. I suppose it helps that I cannot drive or ride my bike to work, so being late is no longer an option left solely to my discretion. If I miss that 6:48 train, I miss my bus and then I am late for work.
This is going to change in March. That is the one thing keeping me going. Though I fear being given multiple schools. It is not a pleasant thought. That is the nice thing about the current placement--one school is easy. More schools makes things difficult.
I had some troubles too--whether those are gone or not, I have adjusted and things seem to have settled. My schedule has become clearer--grammar points instead of "please do this game" with no mention of what I am supposed to be reviewing. You would think that either way would be okay, but I assure you, things work better from the grammar point to practice than vice versa. I can think of fun activities, the thing that is questionable is student understanding.
Monday I was late to work because of a train accident. Unfortunately, I have no idea what sort of accident it was, but it held up twenty other ALTs, and was still affecting trains later that evening on my way home. I think the Meitetsu is prone to running late, last night my train was running a few minutes behind. You just roll your eyes and move on. Not much else to do.
That's all, really. Last night I fell asleep thinking about loved ones I'd never see again, sad at their passing but grateful to have known them. And I was surprised for a moment when I realized that while I am not wholly satisfied with my life, I have lead a pretty charmed one and am lucky. Things are good and I have been blessed with great friends and an amazing family. It may have taken me 28 years to find all the right friends, but I can say I have some of the best people in the world to call friend and family and truly, truly mean it.
Well, here's to the next time I post being less full of thoughts! And full of more silly.
Life has started to fall into a sort of routine, weekends feel like a cruel joke because they offer little respite or change from my normal week. I might, on a Sunday, sleep until 8am, but even that is somewhat unlikely. However, my routine of getting ready for bed at nine seems to work well for me, so for now the 6am so I can be on a train at 6:48 is still manageable. I suppose it helps that I cannot drive or ride my bike to work, so being late is no longer an option left solely to my discretion. If I miss that 6:48 train, I miss my bus and then I am late for work.
This is going to change in March. That is the one thing keeping me going. Though I fear being given multiple schools. It is not a pleasant thought. That is the nice thing about the current placement--one school is easy. More schools makes things difficult.
I had some troubles too--whether those are gone or not, I have adjusted and things seem to have settled. My schedule has become clearer--grammar points instead of "please do this game" with no mention of what I am supposed to be reviewing. You would think that either way would be okay, but I assure you, things work better from the grammar point to practice than vice versa. I can think of fun activities, the thing that is questionable is student understanding.
Monday I was late to work because of a train accident. Unfortunately, I have no idea what sort of accident it was, but it held up twenty other ALTs, and was still affecting trains later that evening on my way home. I think the Meitetsu is prone to running late, last night my train was running a few minutes behind. You just roll your eyes and move on. Not much else to do.
That's all, really. Last night I fell asleep thinking about loved ones I'd never see again, sad at their passing but grateful to have known them. And I was surprised for a moment when I realized that while I am not wholly satisfied with my life, I have lead a pretty charmed one and am lucky. Things are good and I have been blessed with great friends and an amazing family. It may have taken me 28 years to find all the right friends, but I can say I have some of the best people in the world to call friend and family and truly, truly mean it.
Well, here's to the next time I post being less full of thoughts! And full of more silly.