So it's been a while since I last updated. So much for the 'I will keep it updated regularly so I can see my life unfold'. To be honest it's a bit of a mundane life, probably not much different from yours. Then again, it's hard to call it mundane when you have people in your life who make you feel special and worthwhile again.
Recently had placement for my course, which I was in 2 minds about. I think I was shocked by the sheer cheek of some of the children. I guess I would never have dreamed of talking to anyone, let alone the adults, in the manner they talk to us now-a-days. I guess the only way to show them you're there to stay is to be consistent. But here I am, telling you... Consistency is TIRING! I have never been so exhausted, has so many headaches and wanted to sleep so much! It was close to the symptoms of illness. My body wanted to fall asleep by 9.00 pm and was getting up at 6.30 am every morning. When you're not used to it, it takes a lot out of you. When I got into the flow of it though, it's wasn't half bad. Literacy was the one thing that no matter how rubbish I was feeling, I would always perk up. By the end of the two weeks I was identifying simple and complex sentences; opportunities for different punctuation; spelling mistakes; WOW words; capital letters (you wouldn't believe how many different places I have found capital letters); and similies and metaphores.
Hmm, as for this past 2 days, it's been a tad surreal. I've been back at home for a few days and all of a sudden I felt really really bad. Now I know what you're thinking. Most of the times I post I say that I have been feeling really bad. But this was different. Granted the hormonal psychopath in me probably didn't help the situation, but it gave me the opportunity to realise a few things. Things that I never thought I would realise, and that were slightly painful to admit. And I promise I'm not being dramatic.
What it all comes down to is the fact that I think I have finally worked out how to believe poeple when they say nice stuff to me. If they are the right people (if that makes sense) it's becoming easier to take what they say without argument. 'Strangers' still pose a problem, then again why would strangers be saying things to me. Hmm. I think it's been the most beneficial in terms of my gorgeous boyfriend. He doesn't have to battle so hard with me anymore to get me to take what he says kindly, instead of telling him it's lovely for him to say but it isn't true and he can stick it where the sun don't shine. A desirable trait in a girlfriend, no? I don't know why it was so hard for me to take coming from him. He doesn't have to be there; he has no obligation to be nice to me. He didn't even have to acknowledg my friendship, yet he did. So why should that have meant that he wouldn't say the things he says and mean it. Besides which he is a say what he means kinda guy.
I don't feel quite so guilty for doing it to him now, cos I know he isn't trying to keep me sweet or (sorry mummy) just wants me for sex. I kinda thinks he likes me a little. So this is the part where I put it in writing and tell you all that he really is the sweetest, kindest, most gorgeous, handsome, sexy and down right desirable guy in my life... and I love him!
Ttfn, guys! Have a good'n! xx
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