Well, my darlings, I am SICK. Sorry I didn't post sooner, but I only just today dragged my ass down the road to get an ethernet cable long enough that I could be online in bed. Which is key, as my swollen face doesn't like being held up for too long. That's really all I have the energy to say, but will update when situation changes.,
My always being terrified of people's parents just got a little silly. My mémère died a little while ago (it had been a long time coming) and I was talking to one of my best friends about it. He's also my ex, and so as a general rule, I have long been slightly terrified of his parents. Well I just got an email from his mum wishing me well and hoping everything was alright and that I'd be down to visit this summer when I was home. Easily one of the sweetest things ever, because she clearly didn't have to do that.
Now I feel bad for ever having been afraid of her. Even though I still kind of am, a little, in the back of my head.,
I've just realized the navbar has disappeared, and I was pretty certain you couldn't disable that unless you were posting via ftp. I LIKED the navbar. I can't figure out how to get it back. Oh well. Will have to figure it out.
*navbar restored, after some really unsubtle coding that isn't really the most effective way of doing things, but which I think will do. Ah well.,
So. I made a decision this morning that I wanted to change my template. The last one was designed to be temporary. It was hard to read, etc. etc. The problem was that I really didn't have time to be messing about with html, and my html knowledge has really gone down the drain regardless (let alone these new fangled things like CSS). So for the first time since... probably close to its inception, my blog has been formatted based on an outside template. It's also, as a result, the first time my "profile" info has appeared on the page. Now that's not to say I kept everything as it was... but the basic foundation is not mine. Which is probably why it's so clean and nice looking. Anyway, this is it for a while, probably, although the title graphic will certainly get updated when I think of something to update it with. Anyway, homework abounds, and I think I would like to have one unit of lessons done by the end of the day. So I hope this is a little bit more userfriendly for you folk, and I promise to update pronto. Even if it's just with a blow by blow account of how the crossstitch I'm doing on my breaks is going. Because dear god, you all want to know that.,
Well, I'm a pro star, eh? I've been late for school maybe a handful of times in my life, and that includes as a student. Today I was running late, as I wasn't teaching first period, and had just finished looking up some last minute information for the int 2s. I then left for school, and wasn't really looking where I was going as I walked, head-down. In the intersection, right near home, a car turned in and clocked me. Both of our responsibilities, as there's no marked crossing I, as expected, fell over. The resulting faff and concern took long enough to deal with that I was clearly going to be late for 2nd. And then I didn't know what to do: I had been told my second period class were writing a NAB and I wouldn't be needed, so should I call, possibly interrupting? Or should I just turn up? Or call to the PT's class, which she mightn't be in because she wasn't scheduled to teach that period? In the end I just turned up, then (like an idiot) drew attention to my lateness by going into the class and quietly confirming that she still didn't want me in with them. Which was still the case anyway. I'm sure they're now very impressed with me. Arrrgh.,
So. Was sitting here. Thinking, "I am having a crap day." Then thought, "Must do something to change this."
So I did what I do, when I just need SOMETHING to be different: cut off my hair. It's been bugging me for ages, anyway, and I kept thinking of doing this. Of course people thought I was mad (because I did take the precaution of getting a few opinions). Apparently most people are wary of doing short hair themselves, but I'm not generally fussed about these things. It will grow. Anyway I think it looks alright. I like it with my hat. Maybe I will always wear my hat.
Anyway, we'll see what the kids say tomorrow at when I go in to teach.
Name: Cat Home: Edinburgh, United Kingdom About Me: Managed to graduate from Queen's, and am now in Teacher training at Edinburgh.
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