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no in fact i am going to bitch and moan, then i'm going to go buy myself a chocolate bar, then i'm going to sit in the sun with delith and listen to ani until my next class.
so i'm an english teacher, mostly i teach adults, although tomorrow i have four hours straight of kids classes from 9.30am, but mostly i do evening classes. except on fridays, where i do morning afternoon and evening classes. from 11am to 10pm, with two hours of breaks in total.
and i'm sick. it's just a cold really, but when i wake up in the middle of the night and can't breathe, go to the bathroom and find i'm spitting blood, it doesn't feel like just a cold. then i couldn't sleep, from 4am till i got out of bed at 9.
and i thought i was in luck because my boss has been invited to the opening of an observatory tonight, and he was going to shut the school and bring everyone along, but he's even more ill than i am, so he didn't come into work today.
and this morning i wasn't feeling panicky or depressed, just plain old homesick, won't be seeing the place for another year, and i miss it.
plus i hate sharing a bedroom, i need my space. there's something about that entire house really that just feels ill. i always feel healthier after a few hours at work, and then when i get home at night, i start to feel sick again. (incidentally i live with my boss, and his son whom i share a room with is ill too).
at least my first student today went out of his way to tell me he thinks i'm a brilliant teacher.
chocolate bar time.
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