A year today...

I was on a plane heading to Disney.

Another day

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!

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

Says it all in the title really.

La la la la

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

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

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!