See Ya!

I was just reminded of a funny true story. Happened a few years ago.

At a funeral, at the end of the day, my cousin’s boyfriend walks by the guy who made the ceremony and says, out of habit: “See you soon!” …

Not too soon, we hope.

Annoyances of the Day

1. My hair is long. I like long hair, but mine is so thick that it’s impossible to rinse properly and I get stuck with dry-soap-that-looks-like-dandruff.
2. Also, I’m terrible at hairdressing (seriously – I’ve only just mastered the ponytails), so I always have to pull it off my face and then it gets greasy very quickly.
3. Getting a haircut would be too expensive and I’d never dare to cut it myself.
4. I don’t want to work tomorrow.  (I wouldn’t be an ‘annoyance of the day’ if I hadn’t thought about it all day).
5. I’d like to find another job, as well paid as this one is, but I don’t have the time to seach actively for one.
6. I got off my last class at 14:50 instead of 17:00, so I had the time to go to the grocery store, and while my supper was in the oven, I even took a nap. Only to realise way later that the oven was only barely working and that nothing at all had cooked in TWO HOURS.
7. I put it back in the oven at a higher temperature, waited for about another hour (complaining about that to my mum on the phone) and realised again that the oven was obviously not working properly. I cut the meat into smaller pieces and put it in smaller dishes so that it would fit into the toaster oven. Had to wait some more to FINALLY get to eat it.
8. I had no energy left in the food department to make anything to eat with it, so I only ate meat for supper. Oh, and some Smarties. And then a kiwi fruit. And a bagel at some point tonight.
9. I hadn’t made myself a lunch for today. Of course, evertime that it happens, there’s never anything good at the cafeteria. (Update: I found the menu online… there’s NEVER anything good at the cafeteria, ever.)

Wish me good luck in hell tomorrow.

(Hell = two hours with a pre-kindergarten kid who does not speak a word of French or English. Only Vietnamese. I don’t know if you know, but I don’t speak Vietnamese.)

Edit: I just edited to say that I spilled water all over my pyjama shirt and therefore I’ll sleep wet, but the Internet DIED and ate that edit. I better get to sleep now before the building collapses or something.

Muggles

This article was originally supposed to be called “Blogs” and talk about a blog that I recently discoved because of one of my teachers, but I started with the end of the post where I wanted to quickly tell you what happened with that maybe-HP-assignment and it turned out way longer than I wanted it to be, so this is going to be the post for today. It’s already too late and I should be sleeping.

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A quick update about the last post: I did make the assignment with a Harry Potter book, and it was cool. We had to show our work to the class, and the girl sitting right beside me had also done it with a Harry Potter book, and she said she was a big fan and all. I always suspected that she was because she kept using it as examples in class, but she’s not in my circle of friends (and honestly I think she’s a bit annoying sometimes) so I never spoke to her. But now she knows that I’m also a fan, yay, lol. And also, another colleague told me that she thought it wasn’t wise to use Harry Potter in class now since the students already know the universe with the movies, and the characters descriptions (what the assignment was about) in the books are different than the actual characters in the movies. She gave the example of Hermione, and I got excited because she was right (and Muggles are often wrong about anything HP), but I retorted that it was for that precise reason that I chose Hagrid’s character description, because he’s almost exactly the same. She couldn’t disagree. And here’s me winning yet another HP argument (?… more like a discussion, but you can’t win a discussion) with a Muggle.

Another funny thing that happened today… I was wearing my hoodie that says “Good luck, Harry” with his stag patronus, and one of my friends, who hasn’t read the books and saw, I think, the first two movies when they came out (aka a long time ago) and parts of the 4th, saw it and, wondering what was the stag thing, it started a discussion of what he was remembering about the story. He was like: “They go into a big cave, and then Harry fights a snake. Oh and Ron was there right before, playing on a giant chessboard… and at the end they won something… Dumbledore made the room change and they won.” Right.

I love Muggles.

Back to Our Regular Programming

AKA me complaining about school work.

Actually, I just want to see the last few articles off the main spot. I’m not a fan of deleting (especially since they got commented on and it  would be disrespectful), so I’ll definitely let them here, but I don’t want to see them each time I look at my blog. There.

I’m currently finishing a paper I’ve been working on for quite some time. It’s the 2nd official week of the semester and I already have to hand in a paper that’s worth 30% of the semester. Yay for an intensive semester!…

I didn’t think being in an intensive semester would be that much more work, to be honest, but it’s still manageable. A friend in social sciences has two MORE intensive courses than I do, which means four 3-hour classes more per week (because we have each course twice a week instead of once). Those people are crazy. I’m so glad I chose French, ha.

Next Monday I have to do a little presentation of a course plan, that I obviously have to make from scratch. I have to use a youth novel, so I’ll probably use HP to keep things easier, but we have to choose a thing we want the students to work on with that book and there’s too many choices. Lots of little cool ideas, but I had a cooler one that I can’t do because it’s surprisingly not among the choices. Anyways, that should still be fun to do, so I’ll figure out something.

I also have loads of reading to catch up on because these past semesters I got the bad habit of not doing them, but this time they actually look useful and interesting, so I want to do them (also because I don’t want to have bought the books for nothing, lol). I hope to be able to do it this week-end, but there seems to be a lot going on, again.

Mememememe

Honestly, I don’t know what to do with this blog. I didn’t even know what I wanted when I started it. I said that I didn’t really care and that I’d write what I felt like writing. It’s always been about me. I like to think of BEDA as the start of this blog, because it is for many of you, since the previous articles were written in French. And during BEDA, I didn’t write about a lot of personal things: stuff I did at school, hockey, school… I mean, I was just telling stories that happened to me, not going very much into the feelings. I still don’t write a lot of feelings, but lately I feel like it’s getting closer to that, and I don’t like it. I don’t want my feelings to be widely available on the web, especially since I’m going to teach for real in a few weeks and students are probably clever enough to find this blog if they want to. I don’t care if they read that I’ve had a hard time with an essay on Cinderella, but them finding out about my love life (or lack of) is something I don’t want to see happen.

So I think I’m going to stick to the stuff-that-happened-to-me and the whining.

And I should really stop updating this blog at this hour when I wanted to go to bed early to catch up on some sleep. I hate you, blog.

(But I still love those who read it, eh!)

Quick Update

I didn’t go last night. Because it’s next Saturday. He texted me while I was at work.

I had found someone to come with me, so I would have gone, definitely.

The last article got a surprising amount of responses. Surprising because I just talked about myself as usual and didn’t think I would get all the advice I got. Thanks. I probably wouldn’t have made the effort to ask someone to come with me if it hadn’t been for you all and I wouldn’t have gone even if it had been yesterday. Because of you, I’ll be disappointed if I can’t go next week.

♥

Good or Bad

I’m not sure that having him back in my life is a good thing.

He confused me already when we were in Cégep and it’s starting again. He just called, talked about his first week at uni and asked about mine, and then asked me what I was doing tomorrow (Saturday) night. When I said I had nothing planned, he invited me to have a drink at a bar… with his friends, for his birthday. Oh.

I said I wouldn’t know anyone besides him and he said I could bring some friends if I wanted. So I have no good reason not to go, I guess. It isn’t the first time that he asked me to join him and his friends (that I never met or even heard of because he never talks about himself, much less his friends) to do something with them. I’m starting to wonder if he’s doing it because he thinks I’m all lonely and miserable.

I’m glad that I get to talk to him again, but things like this make me think too much and that’s not too good for my sanity.

What I’m Looking For

Breakfast went great this morning. I remembered why I loved being around this guy, and also why it’s so frustrating. I’m usually someone who doesn’t speak a lot, but I never shut up when he’s there because he keeps asking questions that I don’t have the time to return, because he always has another one. That’s cool because that’s one person who seems to like hearing me ramble about stuff, but also frustrating because there are many things that I’d like to know about him that I can’t ask because I can’t shut up.

In the last few days, I also realised that I might not get more hours at my job. This means I might only work 2 hours a week this semester (right in the middle of each Saturday), which is obviously not enough. So I’m thinking about getting another one, but I can’t decide what I should try to get. I saw other jobs that look like the one I have right now, which would be good for me résumé, but I’m not sure I want the stress that goes with it. Also, they were mostly on week nights and I’m not sure I would be there in time when I’m doing my field experience (did I use it right? *sigh*) in November-December. I’d like to have something that’s not too brain-taking and stressful so I can be fully ready to take this semester’s intensive courses and field experience. But those jobs usually don’t pay well, so I’d have to get more hours and have less time for school/field.

I also just got a call from the teacher I’ll be working with during my field experience and I’m SO excited. She’s very nice – we’re meeting next Friday (the 18th), and she’s teaching secondary 2 (year 8) in an international program, which means the students had to pass some tests to get accepted and are generally awesome. I’m just so happy! I’d been told it was 2nd cycle, so I thought it’d be years 9-11 and I really wanted to get some experience with the younger ones because of this summer with the kids. Also I always dreamed of teaching to the PÉI (programme d’éducation internationale) because they do many awesome projects and stuff that regular students can’t do because of the heterogeneousness of the classes. That program is also very isolated into the school, like they have their own lockers separated from everyone else and usually hang out in different places and NOT with the regular students, so I think that having some experience there, where the teachers are a real team, I could get called to sub with them more easily. SO YAY!

Breakfast

Today my breakfast went in the trash because the milk had expired. Fortunately for you, it’s tomorrow’s breakfast I want to talk about.

A few weeks ago, I got the chance to talk online to my good friend from Cégep who I hadn’t talked to in ages. He’s going to start uni this year in the same field I’m in and at the same uni, so he asked a lot of questions, and that’s really cool. Before he logged off, he quickly asked me to send him my schedule so he could see when we could hang out at school. I did so, but he never responded. He called me this morning (I didn’t know he still had my number, hehe), but I didn’t hear my phone vibrating, so he left a message. I had to call back. Now, if you didn’t know already, I have to say that I kind of dislike talking on the phone, especially when I’m the one calling. I always hurry to end the conversation in case the other was busy or I don’t know… I don’t know why I act like this, actually. I usually say I’m allergic to the phone. Anyway, I call him and I realise it’s been way longer that I thought since I last had a voice-based convo with him. It was awkward, to say the least. We agreed to meet at 7:45 near uni and go have breakfast somewhere before our classes start at 9:30.

I just hope tomorrow will be less awkward. It’s been so long!

I’m Blogging

I just realised I haven’t been posting a lot lately, and I don’t know why. I haven’t exactly been busy… I’ve done things, but the rest of the time I was just plain bored. I haven’t even been posting on Twitter that much. My last tweet is about Party Mix snacks, so I guess the reason is just that I had nothing to say.

I’ve had some adventures though. Well, not much interesting adventures, but they were things I was annoyed about - I vented enough about them and I just don’t want to get annoyed at that again. Mostly it’s because of public transport that got complicated when I moved here. I finally sorted everything out today so I’m glad that it’s behind me and that I’m free to take the metro as much as I want.

Also, I have a sunburn on my shoulders due to the fact that I spent yesterday by the swimming pool with my uni friends. The water was kind of cold so I didn’t swim that much, but it was still really fun. And I think it’s safe to assume that it’s my first (and probably last) sunburn of the summer. I think it’s going to change into a tan though, because it doesn’t hurt that much. That’d be fun, because I’m about as pale as I’ve been all winter.

Another thing is that I got my spot for my “work placement” (I never know how to say this in English – I took that in my French/English dictionary - someone please help me once and for all), and though it isn’t at the school I asked, it’s in my old high school, so I already know the place and it’ll be easy to travel there as my mum works basically in the same building. The sad part is that we’re not supposed to go on a “work placement” twice at the same school, and after we graduate, the schools are most likely to hire people who were in their 3rd or 4th year when they go on their “work placement” there. There’s still a chance that they won’t care when I’m in 3rd or 4th year, but my chances are thinner. *sigh* But I guess that’ll force me to see what’s going on in other schools, which is obviously a good thing. I wanted to try a private school, and there’s still the school I asked for this semester, and like, I live in the city now, so there’s plenty everywhere. Still, I can’t wait to meet the teacher and see her groups. I only know that she teaches the second cycle, so that would be years 9-11 for the most of you, I think.

In other news, I also started one of my classes on Tuesday and had another today. I’m working tomorrow and I don’t even know what I’m doing, so I’ll be there at least an hour early (not paid, obviously) to make sure that I’m ready. I’m also going out tomorrow night, which rarely happens. Hopefully I won’t feel too awkward.

Sorry that article was boring and random. I just didn’t want to see a LeakyCon post as my latest post because that feels a bit depressing.