Yay for May Day.

I am soooooo uber glad that I'm at home now, not in school struggling to teach DA or something. In fact, thinking about it... I really am left with only 6 days in the classroom. I wish I could say that, so near the end, I am feeling nostalgic or gradually feel that teaching might be a path I want to explore in the future. [Not even the 40 years future. maybe just 6.] But no. I can't really say that at all.

I guess I'm partially also tired out from the term? It's felt like an uphill struggle since Term 2 Week 1, all the slides, all the lesson plans, all the marking, all the chiding. And because I've tried so hard, I do feel like I want to carry the kids through their midyears. The first examinations in JC. I was there not long ago. Haha. And of course I freaked out about it... I understand the panic. And I want to do everything I can to help them cross this first hurdle.

But other than that, the prospect of teaching for the next 40 years?
... I'm frankly so undecided. And its not supposed to be this way. This experience was supposed to answer the teaching question once and for all. It hasn't. I'm still either way on the subject.

... Which brings me to my MOE interview.
UGH. I think I did okaaaaay. Not my best. Not my worst. But my performance tends to fall on the better side when I walk in not caring how well I do- go figure.

IF I get it... I tell you I'll really... not know what to do. It's the UK. It's PPE.
But, it's teaching. It's 6 years.

Also. I got accepted by NUS FASS.
...uh. I think people I know generally have the same reaction to this.
It goes something like "uh.... yay?" You're not really sure whether it's a good thing.