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Isn't it weird that in 2 weeks Christmas will be over?
My schools religion means that there is not a scrap of glitter or sparkle in sight and so perhaps I am finding it a bit hard to get into the Christmas spirit.
My mum says that I shouldn't send Christmas cards to people who don't send them to me... it seems impossible to explain the extended youth and inability of my friends to settle down means that most people don't have my address and have better things to do. Like getting pissed.
At some point in the last couple of months, I became so busy that I stopped practicing drinking and now my tolerance is tiny. I am worried that the pink champagne might kill me at New Year.
I bought 168 sachets of cat food this weekend, so that I don't have to go to Sainsburys anymore... and even more sadly I love the fact that I am so organised. I get the same glow from posting my Christmas cards. I think I am becoming quite tragic.
I had an observed lesson with my 6th form today - and only 3 were there because of prize day. Opps.
My boyfriend is really truly the nicest person I know. I am not. Poor him.
I only have one lesson left today and its a timed essay, so the boys will be totally silent for the hour. This pleases me.
Tonight I have to iron lots of white shirts - does anyone know a game to make this more fun? I might also tidy my bedroom.
My parents and sister are currently in Florida. This feels massively unfair right now as I am in North London!
I am starting to really like my job again... its been a massive struggle, but I think I might be getting there. Nothing to lose sleep over. Its all good.
You guys are great - you know that? I'm so glad I stumbled across you all that time ago. Thanks. x
Sleep depravation
I'm so tired.
I worry about locking my kitten in the kitchen all night, so I have been trying to get him to have the run of the house... Thus far it has been proved as a bitey, cuddley, playful disaster of a strategy. I have been woken once by him with his paws round my head, biting my nose and once with him under the covers massaging my back with his little clawy hands.
At 1am this morning I gave up and put him back in the kitchen. He was very cross.
I will try again and again though... any tips?
Funny how I used to be able to go for 4 days on 20 minutes sleep... How old I am getting...
In other news I am in a great mood but feel oddly sick. Like I may vomit. Thus, I have booked up the IT suite to ensure a pain free easy peasy afternoon.
Oh. Yes.
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Back when we were grown ups...
My age this week has been guessed so far at 21, 23 and 24. This pleases me as at the ripe old age of 29 I couldn't really ask for more.
In fact I look about 5 years younger than I did 5 years ago, when I was all choppy blonde hair, stilettos and corporate tiger atttitude....
Must be the locket filled with virgins blood that I keep round my neck.
Show me your mufti?
It's mufti day at school today. Turns out that this must be a Northern thing because I have been recieving some seriously dodgy looks for saying this to the boys. I guess that down south 'no uniform day' sounds less, well, rude.
I have risen to the occasion naturally (anything for a change) and am wearing a funky, but still within the rules outfit. Most of my little darlings are sporting jeans and tracksuits... and then their are the ones that never listen - poor dolly-day-dreams in their uniforms. Still, at least they saved a pound.
As for the rest of the day, its a 12.40 finish - so I just have to prepare a nice A Level lesson on Cromwell, deliver it and then I can go home.
Then I have only 3.5 days left of school next week... and it might well be 'video week'. Yes... I think that might be wise...
Bring it on.
While there are many wonderful things about my school (eg wintertime 1pm finishes) the complete lack of Christmas is starting to get me down. In my last school I had already been to several carol concerts, a school 'fayre' and managed to snog the dishy physics teacher after flipping my cracker toy at the headmaster (while pissed) by now. Instead today I watched a video about the sufragettes, chaired a debate on W Bush and pysco-analysed Oliver Cromwell. Not exactly cheering - especially as the latter was the misery who banned Christmas altogether.
To compensate I am going terribly overboard with everything at home... and now live in a Christmas bubble... there are presents clustered under the tree with has about 250 lights. I have started cooking again, and am seriously thinking about making mince pies. I keep writing Christmas cards, and I suspect that only my mothers cleaners sister is yet to receive one from me.... I think I need to calm down.
Still, two and a half more days to go before I can finally watch Santa Claus, the movie all day eating turkish delight.....
Preacher woman
It's my last day of term tomorrow before I go home for the Christmas holidays and become 'just Daisy' again rather than Miss Flower. Suddenly my greatest stress won't be whether boy A has completed his coursework, or if boy B has come to detention... but instead I'll be choosing between mince pies or choclate for my breakfast and whether I can be bothered to go to the village for a coffee with my sister.
And this means that I have got through my first term, sometimes sailing, sometimes paddling with my hands... but I have done it and so HA to all of your doubters out there... and most days I leave school smiling.
Last night I went out with my friends from uni... mainly suited and booted they sat and glowed around a table in Covent Garden - just like they always have and it was lovely to see them. They seem to have adjusted finally to the fact that I have a gin and tonic and leave early rather than racing vodka shots and passing out under a table. Still, if this is grown-upness then I rather like it because on the way home the boy won me a teddy bear in leicester square and then cuddled me to death all night... and this morning I wasn't sick on the bus.
Dissolve
Things that I am currently responsible for
My kitten
Lots of teenage boys
My cleaner being paid
The gas bill (ugh)
Delivering presents to people
Completing my end of term report
Entertaining my sister tonight
Taking my kitten to the cat sitter before 8pm
Preparing next years lessons
Things I am responsible for tomorrow and for the whole of next week
Erm, nothing... nada, zilch!! Woo.