Today I was stuck in the rain with about a quarter of the way back home. I hid under a block and the storm just blew and blew. I was hungry and see no point in standing around the void deck staring at the coffeeshop across the road, so I braved the rain and got a drenching running across for a meal and kopi.
It was already close to four when I got back. I read the news, showered, read something and decided to nap even though it was past five; I have polo training at 7.45pm, and probably need dinner. I ended up over sleeping, waking up at 8plus, got to NTU just before 9pm to find out that training was cancelled.
Ultimately what's the point of my rambling?
- So what if I have no pressing work now? I'll still end up planning for next week's lessons after office hours and in the weekends eventually.
- I'm sick of teaching my stuff, I'm dry of ideas, and the kids and I wear out each other.
- Something about the system must be wrong to have created such situations, though I can't point my finger to it. I know schools can tailor jobs for everyone, but that's just unfortunate.
Oh btw I just got notice of my upcoming promotion in October, but I can't feel the joy.
1 comment:
Do you still remember this? Something you said 2 years ago.
http://illegiblestone.blogspot.com/2006/02/challenges.html
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