pipedreams: September 2005

School Photos

and the heavens opened up, and the rain started to pour...to wash-wash-wash her clean, for she was...DONE.

And all I can do is sigh. For I am done. Done exams. Done the exams of those who were fired the day before exams. Finished 90 student reports. Including 30 which belonged to the same damn person who was fired. Finished marking, finished making RED CHECKMARKS. Finished waiting to use the computer. Finished scarfing down fried rice between beating away on the computer. Finished falling asleep walking to check out every day. Finished, finito, c'est fini, and in thai, of course...set lao!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am one happy girl to be finished. Ironic, as I sit here and type this, a teacher came and said "oh Heather, you're done, could you simply give this exam for me, mark it, and oh, here's my flashdrive. Could you put them in here too?" Jesus Howard Christ. This is my time to be done! I was basking. Couldn't he see I was basking here?

Well I guess there is a little more to be done, but I am nearly there. I need to clean my desk for starters. And I need to get snacks for a party this afternoon. And I am making a big purchase tomorrow, to be written about once my parents know! :)

Until then, I suppose all I have is the light at the end.

The King.

The King., originally uploaded by heatherisobella.

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Another Monday morning. But the good thing is, it's the final one of the semester. It's the last week of the term, and I have one day of teaching left.

Things are going well. Hectic, but well. Life has been work, work, work. We have had some drama here the past few days. Over this past semester there have been many things going missing. Including:
-a laptop
-more than 5 cell phones, worth about $500 USD each.
-TWO of my 512 MB flashdrives, one of which with all of my photos from the tsunami.
-a nice digital camera
-mp3 player

And we has ideas of who it was, but you can never really accuse someone outright. However, last Thursday, when the last mp3 player was lost, Dennis, my boss called the other schools that this character had worked at to see if they had any information. Three other top schools in Bangkok, and the same thing. "Teacher X, he has issues." And so, he had to go. The sad thing is, he had a daughter here, who was my student, three years old and adorable, and she had to leave. She was here for free, and well, the school just isn't going to do him that favour anymore.

It's too bad. He has been here for a long time, has an amazing wife, a nice house, a nice car, a beautiful daughter, but he still had to do this. He did all but admit it when he was fired. I will spend my time off after the semester going to places around here to see if my flashdrives are around.

So how did I celebrate his exit? I bought a new flashdrive.

Other than that, life if good. I am happy to be having some time off soon. I have some days off coming up, and I plan on sleeping.

I also have many photos from the school's birthday last week, and I am trying to upload them as I type this, but as I have written before, the internet here, well, it works on a system of meditating monks and homing pigeons.

Will work on that today.

More soon...

As I have literally two minutes before my next class starts, I will have to make this brief. Shocked? I thought not.

Still in Bangkok, still alive.

I have realized how people become workaholics. They start to really like their jobs, or find some sick twisted reward in doing well, and pleasing the people they work for, that they do more. And more. And more. Until ever goddamn minute of free time is spent marking books, shopping for stickers, or looking at new ways to teach kids so they will love to learn and turn into beautiful, amazing people.

Life is good. But busy. We have three weeks until the end of the semester, and I haven't had a day off in two months. No, I had three for mother's day last month. I am a liar. But I know at the end of this tunnel, there are two weeks holiday where I will find myself a patch on some island in the gulf, snuggle under Rin's arm, pretend to read a book, and wake up in time for me to catch the plane home. And I can't wait. I fell asleep in the middle of a conversation with Rin last night. And I woke up this morning wanting to finish it.

Working a lot is not healthy. I will stop this soon. But the money is nice, (minus the fact that I don't have time to spend it) and I really am enjoying what I do. But I do know the only book I have read in the past three months is "Witches" by Ronald Dahl or whatever his name is, so I can read it to my kids.

Life is peaceful, and hectic. I look out my window every night and can see the school. Perhaps this is my problem. I never get away. But soon will be the time, and I will happily cruise out of the city into a slower frame of mind, where I don't have to wear a suit every day.

I miss all of you, and I miss blogging. Love to all, and please be in touch. I look through my address book and want to write all of you a long gushing email about everything, but time is my enemy. Please be patient with me. I havn't forgotten any of you.

bisous