General beefs
Mar. 23rd, 2005 07:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
velvetpage1) The school computers are extraordinarily slow. It took seven minutes to get from the login screen to LJ. If I'd gone any faster, the darn thing would have crashed. I need a laptop.
2) I want to do a French play in the next few weeks, but I'm running into problems getting a spot for the kids to practise. I can't handle doing it in the portable again - too small. The gym is only available one day a week, and the phys. ed. teacher's preps do no coincide with my French periods. If I'm going to do a play, I must have at least two days a week for rehearsals in the gym. I can fill in the other time with reading/writing activities around the play, and pronunciation rehearsals (no student of mine will look at the word "paille" and pronounce it "pail")but two days a week is the bare minimum.
3) My creativity seems to go in spurts. I'm between spurts at the moment. That's annoying, because I may actually have time to do some writing this evening. That depends on how fast I get my fondue shopping done, on foot and by bus.
Enough depressing stuff. I have a music lesson to prepare for - half an hour from now. Why do I fly by the seat of my pants like this? I don't do it in any other subject, but music and art I do it practically all the time.
2) I want to do a French play in the next few weeks, but I'm running into problems getting a spot for the kids to practise. I can't handle doing it in the portable again - too small. The gym is only available one day a week, and the phys. ed. teacher's preps do no coincide with my French periods. If I'm going to do a play, I must have at least two days a week for rehearsals in the gym. I can fill in the other time with reading/writing activities around the play, and pronunciation rehearsals (no student of mine will look at the word "paille" and pronounce it "pail")but two days a week is the bare minimum.
3) My creativity seems to go in spurts. I'm between spurts at the moment. That's annoying, because I may actually have time to do some writing this evening. That depends on how fast I get my fondue shopping done, on foot and by bus.
Enough depressing stuff. I have a music lesson to prepare for - half an hour from now. Why do I fly by the seat of my pants like this? I don't do it in any other subject, but music and art I do it practically all the time.