I never thought I'd have this feeling today, but I guess it is inevitable when I agreed to be a high school teacher. It's the first day back at work after 2 weeks of break from the kiddies and I have to say I'm kinda dreading it. I don't particularly hate working at the school, I just don't particularly love it either. It's fun when I teach maybe 2or 3 classes of kids a day and then go off to do my own thing after that. But to teach 5-8 hours of teenagers with highly fluctuating mood swings in a single day and then going off to do my own thing after that takes a bit of hard work to really enjoy.
I remember this feeling as a kid, the feeling of returning to school after a break and it sucks. The teachers are just about my least favourite human beings during this time, and now as an adult I get to be them. Joy. Really need to rethink my work angle and see where I'd like to focus more of my energy on.
On another note, the upstairs of my parents' home has completely morphed over the school holidays with big thanks to mum and dad and a bit of me. =) We've been lifting and pushing and pulling and mopping, and vacuuming, and wiping everything around the place and it's been quite a feat! But it looks really good now, all ready for my big brother's big day!!
Ok, really need to get myself armoured up in my Nike top and cropped tights and my winning smile to take on those teenagers. Wish me luck!
