Wind In My Head: Delayed Reaction
Wind In My Head
Monday, August 08, 2005
Delayed Reaction
The nation's birthday is upon us again and what I'm thankful of, every year is the holiday that it comes with. The third term in school, for any teacher, is a horrid one. Worse if you're teaching graduating students. That I am. So, it goes without saying, that coupled with my usual exhaustion, there is more stress, more grading of papers and much less time for the more important things in life. And the National Day break is like a much needed oasis for people like us, who at times, feel that such holidays are nothing more than a mirage, especially with the great amounts of work we have to do through the break, just so that we break even on the other side of the holiday.And so, even though today is technically a half day and a non-teaching day in school, I had severe Sunday night blues last night. This was made worse by the delayed realisation that we had been so close to NOT being around this holiday.
We were meant to go to Bali. That's where Tym and Terz are at the moment. Glorious Bali from Friday to Wednesday. But the budget airline fad doesn't seem to extend south as much as it extends north to Bangkok and Phuket. So, only 3 airlines fly to Bali and every other person had the same idea we did and booked themselves out to Bali. So, they were no flights for us even though we had planned this in June. The only possibility was to fly to Darwin on Qantas and transit in Denpasar on the way back. Can you say ridiculous?
And not only that, B and girlfriend are in ClubMed. Another holiday that we were supposed to try to go on. But, to be in ClubMed at this point, even if it were just the Bintan one would have cost us the steep side of a grand. Money we'd rather save for the year end soujourn Down Under. So there, we're spending the long weekend in Singapore, inundated by the unimportant but pesky things in our lives that nip constantly at your heels and you'd like nothing better than to give it a swift kick in the nuts. Unfortunately, it's these little nagging things that count and make and break one's future.
So much frustration and angst about life in general, no holiday, lots of exhaustion and grown up decisions to wade through and make or not make. All I want is to be lying on a beach somewhere, with my sunglasses shiedling my eyes from the cruel world, relaxing and being able to tend to what actually IS important in life.
But that's a fat hope. All because I now am an adult.
Ondine tossed this thought in at 11:21
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At 6:52 pm
Manresa Days said... Stumbled upon your blog a couple of weeks ago and got hooked - primarily becos I was a former teacher and totally emphathize and sympathize your predicament completely. I gave it all up after 9.5 years and it was quite as you described it sometimes. But greatly rewarding it was being with the kids.... it's the teachers and management that's primarily anal! Hang in there!