Now that the year 11s have finished for the school year, and there is only 7 (!!) teaching days left I find myself with a lot more free time on my hands. Bringing that down just a tad is the fact that I don’t know whether I will have a job here next year, but I’m (healthily) pushing that to the back of my mind.
Cooking: Nothing as of late. Housemate is working nights so I fend for myself. Most recently it was with a family sized order of Chinese takeaway food that has lasted three days.
Drinking: Lipton Orange and Mandarin green tea out of my Mayfair Jackson reuseable mug. .
Reading: my way through The Chronicles of Narnia, my Christmas
Wanting: Summer (properly, none of this cloudy cold nonsense), a single digit sized body, a house of my own, to know whether I have a job here next year…
Looking: forward to going home and napping. But now I have just remembered that I have that stupid high school thing tonight. Ugh.
Playing: WWE Supercards and The Simpsons Tapped Out on “my” iPad
Deciding: to not let the cat sleep on my bed for the rest of the week. Someone had an accident on my bed at 5am today that someone else stuck her hand in half asleep. Not happy.
Wishing: that the IT guy comes to visit me at some point today, he’s such fun.
Enjoying: House of Cards .
Waiting : to hear if I have a job at this school next year. With one and a half weeks left in the school year, it’s cutting it real fine.
Liking: my visits from the IT guy ©
Wondering: if I should really bother going to my high school reunion thing tonight. I don’t particularly want to if I’m being perfectly honest.
Loving: how big Tom’s eyes get when he’s just woken up and/or he wants something from me. Very Puss in Boots.
Pondering: taking a nap right here at my desk… Probably a bad idea, right? .
Considering: bailing on this event tonight.
Hoping: that my housemate gets the stick out of his butt and gets me anything for Christmas, considering all that I do for him.
Marvelling: at how sidetracked my students are able to get me. Last period despite me telling my class that it was silent reading, one of the boys asked me if he could do his book presentation on The Walking Dead, which then turned into a long discussion about the biology of a zombie virus, whether it can be passed on by eating cooked yet contaminated meat, whether animals are infected with the virus and the horrors of Lizzie and Mika. It annoys me, and yet it makes me like them even more, because we were technically still discussing books.
Needing: Something sweet to happen to me. Or just to eat, Krispy Kremes ideally.
Smelling: rose petals from a colleague’s old welcome back bouquet. Old roses have the best smell. Weird, I know. Now I can smell something slightly burning, ominous.
Wearing: green pinafore-type dress, black Cotton On cardigan, black and white polka dotted ballet flats with my garmin watch, hair freshly straightened, green eyeshadow, gold glitter nails and my ever present spectacles.
Following: Busy Phillips on Instagram. It’s the last week of shooting on Cougar Town, which makes me very sad. But Busy does this adorable mischievous elves Christmas thing for her daughters, which makes me very happy!
Knowing: that I probably will end up going to my high school thing tonight.
Thinking: that I need to find something really special to wear tonight, to offset certain…. Changes… that will be made very obvious.
Feeling: apprehensive about tonight, awe at Victoria Grayson, nervous that I don’t know if I have a job next year and that they’ve already filled one of the three positions available.
Admiring: Margaux’s burn on Daniel Grayson.
Daniel: “No matter how you feel about me, our child needs a father.”
Margaux: “A father. Like the one you had?”
ICYMI: Daniel’s father was a murderous, traitorous, manipulative, ruthless douche.
Sorting: out all the resources in my office, so that I can take a bundle of them home with me.
Buying: Christmas presents. Currently looking for a toothbrush charger for my housemate.
Getting: bored with all my free periods at school. Ideally I should be using them constructively…
Bookmarking: free online books, and PDF copies of The Chronicles of Narnia
Disliking: not knowing if I have a job next year at this school, and that the admin have been conspicuously silent on that fact.
Opening: my lunch. Leftover bacon and egg muffin from breakfast.
Giggling: at my students who are asking for an A if they re-enact all the sons in LOTR and The Hobbit for their presentation. Not gonna lie, I’m tempted to say yes.
Feeling: Bored, and hungry. But not for my lunch.
Snacking: On chips that I won in the staff raffle last week. They’re like Simba chips but original flavour, a bit hit in the English office.
Coveting: this job for next year, a Nolan Ross sense of style/flair, and an Emily Thorne/Crazy Lousie kick ass body.
Wishing: I was not so lazy and procrastinating.
Helping: my colleagues plan for next year, without knowing if I will be around next year.
Hearing: The wind rush through the corridors outside as if searching each hidden place for the solution to something, howling in agony when that question remains unanswered.
My attempt at being poetic today. Lame, I know.
Hope you all know what you are up to next year!