Oh woe is me.

One thing I hate - is placement.

I'm on it and I hate it.

I really do hate it.

Handed the kids half an hour earlier than expected = half an hour of having to kill at the end.
Up at 6.45, in at 8.15, out at 5.15, lesson planning still now.

Oh woe is me.

"I'm falling for you too"

Imagine this scene...

The snow is coming down non-stop.  The centimetres are growing, and your wellies are sunk to their kneecaps.  The sky is white, the land is white, the children are white.  They're sledging down the hill with smiles plastered on their face because they have the day off.
And I get a text.

"Oh I have something to tell you"
"What?!"
"Tell you when I see you"

This week has been one of beauty

In terms of the sky that is...

And today it is 2 months <3.  Time flies when you're having fun :)

A New Lease of Life

Having never felt happier lately in my actual personal life I find that I am happier in all aspects of my life.

Gone are the woes and depression over what people think in my course.  Whether my class teacher really does have a problem with me or whether I'm just a really bad teacher.  These worries have gone.  Now that I'm happy I could be blasted by my placement school for being unprofessional, unrealistic, unable to teach for threepence or just in general rubbish.  I could be kicked out from this house, run over by a car, get fined thousands of pounds, land in prison...and I'd still be happy.

By the end of 2013

I will have learnt this on the piano...

Guaranteed.

(It's my project).

"So mam I have a new boyfriend"

And boy did that go wrong...

Mixing up his name as a girl's name, insulting his parents due to this.
Asking if he has a-levels or a degree.
Asking where he lived and displaying a face like sour lemons.
Finding out his job and immediately judging.


Such great high points.
Wait til my dad finds out now....

Why am I such a scaredy cat?!

How can a 22 year old not have the balls to tell their own mother she has a boyfriend?

ARGH!