Many words - no meaning

A year today...

2010-06-02T05:24:00.000-07:00

I was on a plane heading to Disney.

Another day

2010-05-01T05:04:00.000-07:00

Still trying to deal with my friend's death. Finding it hard and in such a daze. Seems surreal.

Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that once we shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the master plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart
Go the friends we know.
Laugh at all the things we used to do
Miss me, but let me go.

When I am dead my dearest
Sing no sad songs for me
Plant thou no roses at my head
Nor shady cypress tree
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet
And if thou wilt remember
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not fear the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on as if in pain;
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.

Christina Rosetti

Blogging. I forgot all about it!

2010-04-30T12:07:00.000-07:00

Oh deary me. It has been a while, hasn't it. I've been far too busy with my MA to blog. Saying that, I have found time to watch TV.

I have now gone back to Wolverhampton to do my MA as the lecturers at Coventry were horrid, and patronising. Here is how one of the lectures went -

Image of an advertisement on the board for boys toys
Lecturer - Why do you think that there are no women on the image
Me - You're kidding me!

The most I learnt from Coventry was how well the trains run between there and Wolverhampton.

What else has been happening in my life? I've had some horrid news today that one of my best friends has died. Not sure if you can put these kind of things on a blog, but to be honest, it's all I can think of right now. It sucks. It's making me question God. Why give a life-loving girl a brain tumour and keep arseholes alive? Just a thought.

Sorry to end on such a negative note!

I hate Coventry University

2009-10-12T10:01:00.000-07:00

Says it all in the title really.

La la la la

2009-10-03T12:20:00.000-07:00

OK, so I should be writing my first MA essay on the rather dull subject of a media text that 'speaks to me', but I've decided to, for one night only, not to. I hope you wasn't expecting anything big then. My first week at uni was pathetic. Induction week. What is the point? We sat there like 5 year olds and were told that we should wash our hands otherwise we could catch the evil swine flu.

One good thing did come from induction week. We had a talk from Nick Pollard. That was extremely interesting, here was a man who ran Sky News and has worked with the BBC and ITN. We had a chance to probe his mind. So what was he asked by all of the budding first years? Yes, that's right. He was asked about what Rupert Murdoch is like. I mock them, but I actually wanted to know this too. Apparently he's a man who 'knows what he wants'. Obviously. I'm quite looking forward to all of the guest speakers. Coventry has been voted the best university in the country for guest speakers. Jon Snow will be there soon.

I start 'proper' lectures this week. Yay! I'm really happy with my module choices. Woo! Missing X Factor. Crap!

GTP essay

2009-09-02T13:35:00.000-07:00

I'm trying to figure out why I want to go into teaching. I'm currently writing an essay for my application on a GTP. But, I'm finding it hard to phrase why I want to teach. Grrr. I want kids to hurl abuse at me? Maybe I should put that down?

Oh great, I'm back in England

2009-09-01T11:21:00.000-07:00

It's another grey day in England, and here I am wishing that I was back in the rather plastic and fake America. Working there was a dream come true. Out with the old...

I have my graduation ceremony on the 8th of September, and after previously attending two ceremonies, I really don't want to go. Very boring, lots of clapping and well... that's about it. Oh, I get to look ridiculous too. Yay. Maybe I could get some 'arty' photos for Facebook. Hmm. Maybe I will go.

Then I'm off to Coventry University to study a Masters in Media and Cultural Analysis. I can't wait to go back into education. As much as I loved working at Disney, I rarely had to use my brain in a logical fashion. In fact, I'mm looking forward to education so much that I've even got a job as a supply teacher for the year before I do my GTP. Well, that's the plan so far.

I'm also rather happy when I read TES this week and it says that it takes on average 5 years for a teacher to fully know their subject. Huzzah!

4th July 2009

2009-07-04T10:47:00.000-07:00

I'm 'celebrating' July 4th by watching QI, watching Louis Theroux's 'America's Most Hated Family' and then going to work to say 'happy independance day' to all of the over patriotic Americans who have so far asked me:

Are you from the Ukraine?
Are you Russian?
What language do you speak in England? English? Wow. So how do you say 'how are you'?
Are you Austrailian?
What is the UK? Oh so it's N. Ireland, Scotland, Wales, England. What about London?

Hmm.

I work at Disney part 2

2009-06-25T00:06:00.000-07:00

And it is slave labour.

I work at DisneyI

2009-06-20T20:14:00.000-07:00

And I love it! I get to play with toys all day and act like a child, which I do rather well if you ask me. If you don't ask me then boo you. I love living in Florida and working for Disney.

But then in August I come home and start my MA. I have to be a grown up again.

Anyway, only a short blog because I'm going to a discotheque called Buffalos. Hmmm.

School

2009-05-18T06:09:00.001-07:00

I'm at school right now doing my SAS. I am never teaching secondary school level. It's ridiculous.

LAD, SAS and the end of the world

2009-05-07T11:24:00.000-07:00

Here I am, yet again in front of a computer. One tab on blogger.com, one on Facebook, and the third on my language acquisition device portfolio. The portfolio must be handed in tomorrow by 4pm. If this does not happen the universe will collapse and everyone will die. So it is rather important that I finish it tonight.

Why tonight? Why not do it tomorrow daytime?

Because I am currently doing my SAS at a Catholic school in the cess pit region of the UK. This involves tutoring year 11 pupils and helping them on their Thomas Hardy coursework (I've never read a Hardy book before), having one to one sessions with a year 7 who can not identify letters, sitting on chewing gum (the icing on the cake for today) and helping Polish students on their irregular verbs. The latter is actually very rewarding and very enjoyable. They actually want to learn, unlike numerous other pupils who prefer to put their make up on in class, apply hairspray, rock on their chairs, talk when the teacher is talking, swear, shout out, bully each other, bully the teachers, discuss football constantly and so on and so forth. Yay the Polish pupils!

Alas, I must get back to this dreaded portfolio. Well, I don't want the end of the world just yet. I have Disney in 26 days.

xXx

Chomsky or Post Grad?

2009-05-05T10:58:00.000-07:00

Just sitting at a rather lovely computer considering my post grad options. I could sit and ponder the wonders of the MA and so forth, or I could write my language disorder and Chomsky portfolio, of which without it, I would be unable to get into a fairly decent institution...

Meh.

I hate Wolverhampton

2009-05-03T08:03:00.000-07:00

It's a cess pit.

Visa Appointment

2009-04-30T13:17:00.000-07:00

Yes, I am on my jolly way to Florida this summer to work at the ever so lovely Disney World. Three whole months of glorious Floridian sunshine. Ahhh. But wait. Should I go? After all Disney employs Mexicans. Do I want to die? Argh! May be I will hide behind a mask and if a Mexican comes up to me I will spray them with perfume... I believe Mexicans may smell - more research is needed.

So tomorrow, I shall take that first step towards Swine flu and go to London for my visa appointment at teh US Embassy. I've heard that I'll have to wait around for 4-5 hours with no mobile phone, and I think you would have noticed from blog numero uno, that I do love my forms of communication. Alas, tomorrow I shall be cowering in a shadowed corner in the Embassy crying over my loss.

Should be most amazing! Lets see if they'll let me work in the Frasier producing U S of A.

P.S. I love Niles

xXx

No facebook comments

2009-04-29T11:31:00.000-07:00

Maybe I should write an essay? Hmm...

First blog

2009-04-29T10:57:00.000-07:00

Should I write something amusing? Something intellectual? I think not. Just thoughts of my new form of communication. After using Bebo, Friends Reunited, MySpace, MSN, Skype and the ever so lovely and brainwashing Facebook, I now find myself sitting writing a blog that no one, except may be a hermit would read, let alone find interesting.

Is my life really this boring? Seemingly so.

But really, what am I supposed to write? I have no applications to join, no 'friends' to 'poke', no scrabble games. I feel lost. Alone. It's like death. The internet was the information highway (I hate that term). However, now it is a mere form of cheap simulated communication. No feelings, no emotions, no weirdness, no problem. And here I am contributing to it. Huzzah - go me!

I shall leave you now my dear readers, and continue to check my Facebook to see if anyone has commented on my '5 fave actors'. Sadly, I doubt it.

xXx