Did I ever complain about Honours? Well, that was nothing compared to how I feel about the Diploma of Education. At least Honours was intellectually stimulating. Seriously, writing about sexual violence in 12th century Arthurian Literature was more useful than this course. Just let me teach, already!
I feel like I am holding my breath until November; at the very least, I'm barely holding onto my sanity.
I was feeling quite settled in Melbourne until I had to find photos for my Teaching Portfolio (load of wank). I spent a good hour looking through my photos from 2009 and 2010, laughing at memories of my European students. Perhaps I will return to Europe sooner than I had anticipated.
I want to add a picture to make this post prettier. But...no.
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