Nice way to spend the last day of term.
And how did I spend the first day of my winter holidays?
I woke early, at about 7.20, but it was too cold to even open my eyes... so I kept them shut, hoping I'd fall back asleep. At 8, I decided to give up, and switched on my new (government issue!) Lenovo ideapad to play around with.
The Hottest 100 countdown started at midday. I got out of bed and showered around 1pm! At some point during the afternoon I unpacked and re-packed the dishwasher, and took my clothes out to the washing basket... and that was it for productiveness.
I've been bumming around in trakkies all day. I ate a mini twix and a mini crunchie for brunch, then had a late lunch of some jaffas and half a glass-bottle of coke (left over from Thursday!). Absolutely pathetic :D I'm about to phone Chinese for dinner... Chicken and Sweetcorn soup, I think.
Over the next 6 hours, they'll be counting down 100-51. Tomorrow from midday (+10GMT) they'll do 50-1.
You can listen to it streaming at http://www.abc.net.au/triplej/listen/
I login every day and read, but have been having more and more difficulty posting and commenting. I think that's part of the 'drowning' I've been feeling lateley. Hopefully that will change soon.
I've been Twittering on a daily basis - much less stressful than LJ, in that I don't consider my thoughts as carefully as I do here... A benefit of brevity? I log into my facebook daily too. There are links on my sidebar - feel free to add me there - though I will come back to LJ.
I'm keeping busy, with my friends and boy-wise, but I'm sure you really don't want to hear about that.
I got two texts today from HB... telling me how he went well in his conference in Qld, and that I should phone him if I want to go for a motorbike ride, and he'll come over... Does he not understand that he chose to leave me? So therefore forfeited his rights for me to be concerned about how his conference went and about catching up on the weekends? I sent back a polite "glad it went well" and "I already have plans tomorrow"... Or am I better off telling him outright: dude... you left this relationship - that means we don't do this shit anymore!
I dunno...
I have no idea which 10 songs I want to vote for.... :(
I'm lying in bed, tossing and turning, not able to sleep... When I hear a noise outside my bedroom window.
I admit that it's probably a plane going past, but it sounded exactly like the sound the TARDIS makes when it appears.
Exactly.
Very cool. You know, in a geeky kinda way.
If only David Tennant were outside right now... *swoon*
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Definitely do-able...
Hmmm. Very, very tempting.
who said blondes have more fun?
- slept until 10.30am
- coloured my hair
- weeded the garden
- thrown open the blinds and windows in every room to let in glorious sunlight
- closed all windows again when weather turned grey and chilly
- brought in sheets which have hung on the line all week
- done 3 loads of washing, including woollens
- put away clean clothes that have been in the basket for a couple of weeks
- changed the water in the fishtank
- cleaned the fridge
- moved extra teaching resources from my bedroom floor to the study
- emptied the dishwasher
Things I should have done today, but haven't even thought about:
- Written year 7 geography reports
- marked the extended response for yr 10 geo exam
- written year 10 geo reports
- written year 10 history reports
- marked year 11 business studies exam
- written year 11 bus reports
I got these tights for $5 in Melbourne... I think they're fabulous! :)
When was the last time you saw the 2nd-best-in-the-world of something?
Went to see Star Trek this arvo...
Thoroughly enjoyable, on a range of levels. Lots of opportunities to make connections with the tv series I grew up watching on Saturday afternoon... A good mix of jokes and action... And lots of chances to play 'Hey, it's that guy!'
I'm taking my senior history class to Sydney tomorrow for a study series - we're staying in the city friday night and doing another day of lectures on Saturday.
We have to leave town at 5am tomorrow.
So, this morning? The day before I have to be awake before dawn? I'm awake before dawn :(
It's -4C outside. It was 7C in the house, but I put the heater on... And do you think I've been able to warm up since I came back to bed?
Sucks to be me ;)
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I bought a new doona cover today (gotta love 30% off at Peter Alexander!) while out shopping with the ever delightful gnomeangel. HB was over when we got home, and he changed a lightbulb in the guest bedroom. I also had him help me shift my bed over and bring my book cases in.
This is how my room looks now. (I should get another pillow, I realise... One looks a little sad there!)
I'm not necessarily fishing for your love and attention in that last post (though I won't say no!)... It's just helpful for me I write it down - I think I'm less likely to scream it all at HB in a little while, seeing as I've already gotten it out there.
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It's almost 9.30. HB's set to pick up a car at 11 to move his stuff out.
I don't want to get up because don't want it to happen. So much for being strong. I'm crying now, and spent a chunk of last night (after I went to bed) in tears.
HB was crying last night too, telling me how sorry he was and how he was going to miss me "so much".
That's really not helpful... I still can't comprehend that. If we get along, and laugh together and have things in common, and aren't cranky with each other (except on Tuesdays... I've been a bitch on Tuesdays) , and are still attracted to each other, then why is he leaving? If he says how much he's hurting and will miss me, why is he going?
I've been saying "I don't want him to stay... I want him to want to stay." Today, I'm finding it hard to be that strong. I don't want him to go. (Rationally, I understand that if he wants to go, I'm better off without him, but I'm having trouble convincing my irrational self of this right now.)
Aaasand I have to poop, which means I have to get up and stop pretending I'm still sleeping... This the day begins.
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I couldn't get a clear shot of the text. It says "go ask your father"
It's just over a month short of 10 years since HB and I met. Today would have been our 5 year anniversary. Instead, it marks the last day that we live under the same roof.
I spent the evening at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
gnomeangel's place last night. We had lots of stupid fun (well I did... Even if her Beagle does have wandering paws! ;)
This weekend coming is a long weekend... I've got a shitload of school work to do, hope to catch up with gnomeangel again dr a stitch and bitch session (I just need to wash my fabrics!), and might hit the movies again...
What are your plans?
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We have two year 10 classes (15yo kids) at our school. I have the top class for geography and the bottom class for history. They can both be challenging classes - but especially the bottom class, with a bunch of literacy and learning problems. Australian history isn't exactly a high priority for them.
[A couple of weeks ago we did a glossary activity. One of our words was Reconciliation and one of the boys thought he knew what it meant. In all seriousness, he offered "It's, like, how we shouldn't call Aborigines 'niggers' and shit." Yeah... that's part of it!]
Anyway, on Thursday we had an awards ceremony in the middle of the day, and the kids had to come back to class after lunch. They were rowdy as all hell. I was worried!
The lesson was on land rights. I have a transcript of an old George Negus Tonight episode where they interview singer-songwriters Kev Carmody and Paul Kelly about a song they wrote about the Wave Hill Strike - from 1966-1975 Aboriginal workers stopped work over conditions, wages, and land rights.
We were treated just like dogs. We were lucky to get paid the 50 quid a month we were due, and we lived in tin humpies you had to crawl in and out on your knees. There was no running water. The food was bad – just flour, tea, sugar and bits of beef like the head or feet of a bullock. The Vesteys mob were hard men. They didn't care about blackfellas.
There are about a dozen different speaking parts in the transcript, and two sections where the song is played (and so the lyrics are written). I got the kids to volunteer for the roles, then gave them time to "practice their lines" - everyone in the room got a copy of the whole thing. I made the kids bring their chairs out the front of the room and they had to stand as they delivered their lines. Two of my special needs kids had speaking parts, and two of the naughtiest boys had the singing parts. All the kids did great - delivering their lines with meaning... and because the naughty boys didn't know the song's tune, they turned it into a rap - hilarious stuff!
Once they were done, we did a bit of a summary of the events, and I talked to them a little more about the strike. One of the other naught boys made the connection between a line in the transcript and the famous photograph of then-PM Whitlam pouring sand into the hand of the elder Vincent Lingiari, which he'd seen the week before.
I then gave the kids the lyrics to the song, From Little Things Big Things Grow, and hit *play* on iTunes to play the song. I didn't say anything to the kids, but from the first line, the two naughty boys who'd rapped began singing softly to themselves. When the first chorus came, another couple of kids joined in. And with each chorus, more kids sang it - just softly, to themselves, but it was beautiful. By the end of the song, 3/4 of the class was singing, almost everyone was swaying, and I couldn't keep the stupid grin off my face!!
It was beautiful :)
For those of you who aren't familiar with the song: (it's not the greatest version, but it's the best I could find on YouTube)
I'm waiting for dinner to arrive... New guy (hereafter Motorcycle guy) is picking it up - I couldn't be arsed cooking! - and we'll eat Thai, have some beers and watch tv :)
Last night I went to see State of Play with Local Boy (who I went walking with during the week). Really enjoyed the movie, and the company was nice too...
HB's been in Melbourne for the past few days, and gets back tomorrow. I'm planning on staying at my HT's near school tomorrow night. Bootcamp Tuesday and Thursday, dinner with gnomeangel during the week - and Local Boy wants to get together again, then HB moves out next weekend. My Canadian friend C was planning on coming down next weekend to hit the town together, but she's been seeing a Welsh guy who's not in the country for long, so she's called a raincheck.
Aaand dinner's here :)
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I'm posting from bootcamp, sitting on the sidelines with an icepack on my left thigh (even though it's only 10C right now). I twinged the muscle on tuesday but thought it had healed. We warmed up tonight, but on my first hill run, 12mins into the session proper, my quad suddenly screamed at me - owirowieowie! - and I had to stop. I'm hoping it's just a sharp pull and not a tear :s
I had already been leaning towards getting Chinese for tea - now I'm definately going that way!!
I've already done one session of sorts today... My trainer came out to my school to do a fitness assessment as part of anprogram we're doing.
Results:
BP 134/80
HR 96
Reach +20cm
Situps 29 (30sec)
Puhups 43 (45sec - toes)
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