I know I know long time no see etc.! well i've got 600 words left to write until all my essays are finished so I'm on a break and using my time productively to talk to you all!
Ok I know I've got no right to judge and God has that privalage but something happened today & I can't believe how maliscious/annoying some people can be! I wont go into detail coz it would go on for hours but basically my housemate was summoned to a meeting today about what we thought was her failure to complete essays on time because of illness & bereavement & all othe rubbish that goes on in her life... but no I've neva been sooooo shocked we sit in the meeting & everyone's really serious (3 members of staff and rena & moi) her tutor tells her that she's had a very serious alegation made against her (which we thought was plagerism coz a 'friend' of hers had been asked how much help she had given Rena with her essays) but NO this 'friend' has complained of harrassment which was a matter the police could be involved with....! Hello this girl had called Rena the night before to stress her out about this meeting making us think she'd b kicked out of uni & we would have 2 find sum1 else to live in our house nxt yr....Rena harrasing her??! What?! anyway after a hr of talking it was decided that Rena would promise to not talk to the 'friend' again and we go for a coffee & chat with the welfare officer. We explain how we thought it was a plagerism offence the welfare officer couldn't of looked more surprised. All this stress because the girl neva told Rena to stop txting, ringing or generally asking for help. we've had tears and screaming matches for the last 6 weeks over this tutor when all the time we were just being kept in the dark about what the real complaint was.... duh just talk and be honest with each other! either this girl is totally mentally ill & wanted to cause total distress to my buddy or she just forgot how to write "I don't want to help u anymore leave me alone".... I've neva been so annoyed at lack of communication!
Please people reading this if I annoy you and you want me to shut up just tell me! I won't be offended! honest I wont I'd hate to go through anything like today again! on the plus side the choice of being kicked out of uni & losing a supposed 'friend' I know what I'd chose!
Anyway I'll see you soon & after these essays r finished I'll be back sharing more waffle more regularly!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
You tagged moi!
My Tag - 'Sadler argues that some of these skills need to be shared with students, because: (i wont bore you with the depressingly long quote that follows because...!)'
Caroline Gipps, Bet McCallum and Elanore Hargreaves, 'What makes a good primary school teacher?'
Stupid essays I've got a pile of 17 books next to me! I've neva had so many books on my desk EVA!
Here's is what this is about - the rules:
Grab the book closest to you
Turn to page 161
Print the 5th complete sentence on your blog
Print the 5th complete sentence on your blog
Tag 5 others.
The people I tag are Kat, My brother in law, My ickle sis, mummy and miss Borrett!
Sunday, May 20, 2007
I've FINISHED PLACEMENT!
(I'm not trying to be greedy I just needed to get rid of my morning before thinking about what I really wanted to say on here, so here is my REAL blog of the day!!)
Yes, i've finished my placement for the year phew! you know when you hold your breath going through the dartford tunnel and the massive relief it is to breath at the other end while imagine that but after going through the tunnel 5 times before being able to breath and that's pretty much how I felt on Friday! don't get me wrong I was sad to say bye to the children but my oh my do I need to sleep!
I'll explain my weekend and that will explain why I'm typing this blog sooooo slowly with imaginary matchsticks holding open my eyes!
Friday
6:30 - alarm goes off for the last day of block woohoo!
8:00 - arrive at nursery
9:30 - chuck children on the coach and set off to the farm
2:30 - chuck children off the coach back at nursery
3:30 - last child picked up from nursery (cheeky mother!)
4:00 - leave nursery
5:30 - arrive back at home
7:30 - leave the house to go to a pub with my housemates (I was assured we would be home about 10) (my mate does Burlseque dancing so we went to see her 'perform' - most bizzare experience to date!)
12:00 - arrive back home and collapse into bed
Saturday
8:30 - my brain decides it's had enough sleep and would like to get up now, my body disagrees but my brain over rules and I get up
11:30 - my housemate cooks us a fry up
12:00 - go to Asda to get fruit for the fruit salad (see earlier blog!)
1:00 - arrive back home
5:30 - start getting ready to go out for the evening
6:45 - leave the house glamed up (carrying heels ready for later)
8:00 - heels on, hobble into a club in Soho to watch a cabaret Burlseque show (it's my mates birthday pressie we just had to go & keep her company and buy her stupidly expensive cocktails - I dont get why people spend so much on a drink that helps to distroy their memory of "an amazing night")
1:00 - back home, crash into bed
Sunday
8:15 - alarm goes off
9:45 - arrive in Sutton (see earlier blog)
1:00 - leave Sutton
2:00 - arrive home and make a cuppa tea!
2:30 - waste time chilling out online!
I'm tired!
funniest thing: the guy in charge of the club on Saturday finding a man for a woman on her hen night only to be told she's a lesbian on her hen nite hehehehe! Quote: Hen night girls: "she licks the other side of the stamp" compare: "I bet her post never arrives then"
scariest thing: teacher calling register on coach "Ellie?" .......(no response) "Is Ellie on the coach?"..... (nursery nurses look)..... "Ellie?" ....... (finally Ellie found sitting next to her friend as had been the whole time!)
Once again I'd quite like to press the stop button but this time during the night so I can have an extra long sleep! Please someone create my brillant remote control!
Yes, i've finished my placement for the year phew! you know when you hold your breath going through the dartford tunnel and the massive relief it is to breath at the other end while imagine that but after going through the tunnel 5 times before being able to breath and that's pretty much how I felt on Friday! don't get me wrong I was sad to say bye to the children but my oh my do I need to sleep!
I'll explain my weekend and that will explain why I'm typing this blog sooooo slowly with imaginary matchsticks holding open my eyes!
Friday
6:30 - alarm goes off for the last day of block woohoo!
8:00 - arrive at nursery
9:30 - chuck children on the coach and set off to the farm
2:30 - chuck children off the coach back at nursery
3:30 - last child picked up from nursery (cheeky mother!)
4:00 - leave nursery
5:30 - arrive back at home
7:30 - leave the house to go to a pub with my housemates (I was assured we would be home about 10) (my mate does Burlseque dancing so we went to see her 'perform' - most bizzare experience to date!)
12:00 - arrive back home and collapse into bed
Saturday
8:30 - my brain decides it's had enough sleep and would like to get up now, my body disagrees but my brain over rules and I get up
11:30 - my housemate cooks us a fry up
12:00 - go to Asda to get fruit for the fruit salad (see earlier blog!)
1:00 - arrive back home
5:30 - start getting ready to go out for the evening
6:45 - leave the house glamed up (carrying heels ready for later)
8:00 - heels on, hobble into a club in Soho to watch a cabaret Burlseque show (it's my mates birthday pressie we just had to go & keep her company and buy her stupidly expensive cocktails - I dont get why people spend so much on a drink that helps to distroy their memory of "an amazing night")
1:00 - back home, crash into bed
Sunday
8:15 - alarm goes off
9:45 - arrive in Sutton (see earlier blog)
1:00 - leave Sutton
2:00 - arrive home and make a cuppa tea!
2:30 - waste time chilling out online!
I'm tired!
funniest thing: the guy in charge of the club on Saturday finding a man for a woman on her hen night only to be told she's a lesbian on her hen nite hehehehe! Quote: Hen night girls: "she licks the other side of the stamp" compare: "I bet her post never arrives then"
scariest thing: teacher calling register on coach "Ellie?" .......(no response) "Is Ellie on the coach?"..... (nursery nurses look)..... "Ellie?" ....... (finally Ellie found sitting next to her friend as had been the whole time!)
Once again I'd quite like to press the stop button but this time during the night so I can have an extra long sleep! Please someone create my brillant remote control!
STOP
Hello!
I know it's been a while since my last blog but I've been cowering under a pile of paper for the last 2 weeks! (how cool is the fingy telling me my blog is saved automatically! im well impressed!) anyway!
I've now got 2 weeks left of uni in which time I need to write 14 essays (of varying length!) a portfolio thingy and revise for an exam....! if anyone is bored & would like to write an essay plz give me a bell lol!
I went to Sutton Army this morning was well bizzarre, basically they are having building work done at the moment (very excitin times for them all!) and so some of the rooms are out of action hence having Sparklers (primary) and KOAS (sunday skool) together.
Every now and again im on the rota to do Sparklers and today was my day so I arrive nice and early with my fruit (we made a fruit salad to share with the adults!) but whilst finding a knife and chopping board I go into the Y.P room and find the YPSM's oldest in tears with blood dripping down his face...
me: oh dear let's sort that out
him: wahhhhh wahhhhhh it hurts
me: yep let's go out here & clean you up
him: wahhhhhh wahhhhh it hurts
me: DEBBIE we've got a slight problem
him: wahhhhh wahhhhh it hurts
wat a way to start a Sunday: the "do we, don't we go to hospital" debate begins then the phone call to the lovely nurse to bring some "sticking heads back together" stuff with her when she comes to church meanwhile we try and set up the room ready for the kids without knowing wat the YPSM wants out or where while inside the main hall the technical stuff itsn't working and the officers are debating wat to cut out of the meeting to fit in the most hilarious video eva....
(all this really happened in the space of 20mins)
Don't you wish you could have a pause button on life?
I know it's been a while since my last blog but I've been cowering under a pile of paper for the last 2 weeks! (how cool is the fingy telling me my blog is saved automatically! im well impressed!) anyway!
I've now got 2 weeks left of uni in which time I need to write 14 essays (of varying length!) a portfolio thingy and revise for an exam....! if anyone is bored & would like to write an essay plz give me a bell lol!
I went to Sutton Army this morning was well bizzarre, basically they are having building work done at the moment (very excitin times for them all!) and so some of the rooms are out of action hence having Sparklers (primary) and KOAS (sunday skool) together.
Every now and again im on the rota to do Sparklers and today was my day so I arrive nice and early with my fruit (we made a fruit salad to share with the adults!) but whilst finding a knife and chopping board I go into the Y.P room and find the YPSM's oldest in tears with blood dripping down his face...
me: oh dear let's sort that out
him: wahhhhh wahhhhhh it hurts
me: yep let's go out here & clean you up
him: wahhhhhh wahhhhh it hurts
me: DEBBIE we've got a slight problem
him: wahhhhh wahhhhh it hurts
wat a way to start a Sunday: the "do we, don't we go to hospital" debate begins then the phone call to the lovely nurse to bring some "sticking heads back together" stuff with her when she comes to church meanwhile we try and set up the room ready for the kids without knowing wat the YPSM wants out or where while inside the main hall the technical stuff itsn't working and the officers are debating wat to cut out of the meeting to fit in the most hilarious video eva....
(all this really happened in the space of 20mins)
Don't you wish you could have a pause button on life?
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
My Roots let off steam moment!
I know everyone comes back on a high after things like roots so just thought I'd join in the chit chat that follows bt as I never get 2 c most of you who read this I'll write a waffling blog to bore you about it!
I've only got sunday to talk about really coz that was the day that Roots began for me coz Saturday kinda just happened I didnt really feel the WOW factor of Roots and was begining to worry I had given up a weeknd of getting work done to wander around Southport spending lots of money... No need to fear coz God came near! (I know I'm weird...!)
So yea Sunday morning no flashing lights from God to say wake up Jude your missing the point of this weeknd. But on Sunday as anyone from romford who went to Roots is aware God stuck pins in our bums and made us jump up and listen to Him. I dunno if I'm hearing the same as other people & to be honest I wouldn't be surprised if I was on my own with this thought but personally I'm sick and tired of the violence in Romford. My friends go out clubbing we go to the pubs & I'm really scared that I'll have a fone call one day telling me it's my friend in the hospital bed. for those of you who dont have children old enough to go clubbing and stuff it mite not mean anything to you that this stuff is happening but I know my friends don't go looking for trouble they go out for a night of dancing to good music. well anyway as I was sitting in the big top I saw how Romford is surronded by churches and if we had 3 people from each church willing to pray for the safety and protection of the clubbers and pub goers of Romford we would have an amazing army of prayer warriors. I know I can't be the opnly one worried about the pure evil going on but I also know I am only one person & me worrying about my mates aint gonna stop the fighting I need God to work amazingly in our town before it gets so bad we dont want our children to grow up.
Sorry I dunno if I've made any sense today but I had to spill it out somehow so this is it....!
Why do I always come back with more questions than I went with to any 'religious' thingy?!
I've only got sunday to talk about really coz that was the day that Roots began for me coz Saturday kinda just happened I didnt really feel the WOW factor of Roots and was begining to worry I had given up a weeknd of getting work done to wander around Southport spending lots of money... No need to fear coz God came near! (I know I'm weird...!)
So yea Sunday morning no flashing lights from God to say wake up Jude your missing the point of this weeknd. But on Sunday as anyone from romford who went to Roots is aware God stuck pins in our bums and made us jump up and listen to Him. I dunno if I'm hearing the same as other people & to be honest I wouldn't be surprised if I was on my own with this thought but personally I'm sick and tired of the violence in Romford. My friends go out clubbing we go to the pubs & I'm really scared that I'll have a fone call one day telling me it's my friend in the hospital bed. for those of you who dont have children old enough to go clubbing and stuff it mite not mean anything to you that this stuff is happening but I know my friends don't go looking for trouble they go out for a night of dancing to good music. well anyway as I was sitting in the big top I saw how Romford is surronded by churches and if we had 3 people from each church willing to pray for the safety and protection of the clubbers and pub goers of Romford we would have an amazing army of prayer warriors. I know I can't be the opnly one worried about the pure evil going on but I also know I am only one person & me worrying about my mates aint gonna stop the fighting I need God to work amazingly in our town before it gets so bad we dont want our children to grow up.
Sorry I dunno if I've made any sense today but I had to spill it out somehow so this is it....!
Why do I always come back with more questions than I went with to any 'religious' thingy?!
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