I really like the new job. I like the people they are what people in the Boonieland think of themselves and what they think of City-Slickers can be more attributed to themselves. How is that? My negative view of the world is slowly lifting to be merely cynical again.
The Course. I enjoy the course, the increased thinking towards education and my goals in that area. My enjoyment. And my troubles.
My ties to Smallville and the nature of rumours.
Books I have read, on the sly, a chapter a night to relax, using sleeping aids to get to sleep. My day, up at 4:40 out the door before 5am, ride to work 12.9km relax at work eat breakfast work lunch and finish and bike home again, in bed by 20:30 repeat 6 days a week.
Weight loss. I don't know how much, I have not weighed myself. 12 hours a day physical labour, add 600 km of bike riding a month equals one slimmer self.
Strep Throat, why I am writing, as I have more time, as I have not been working.
Course: why I am here.
So I started and I was worried. Honestly. I will lay it out six days a week 144 hours. Minus 70 hours working, minus 12 hours on my bike. Leaves 62 hours. Remove 48 hours for sleep, down to 14. Remove 6 hours down time in the morning — getting ready and arriving early at work. The rest, 8 hours for showering and eating at night.
Sunday, 24 hours. 8 hours for sleep. 2 hours maintenance of room. Four hours of cram while the power lasts at the local Tim Hortons, because have you tried to work around small kids? Ten hours remaining. Power up the laptop, socialize with the people I live with, let them know I still exist. Hear how they missed me, and how much of I mess they think I am making and how I don't contribute enough, how I need to study my (non existent books for my non existent test) course. Play with the kids— why I am here.
Three weeks in I took a Saturday off to do more school work. Prof said maybe I should defer the course. I agreed, then he reversed his suggestion and told me I should post when I could and everything would be fine.
So I took him at his word. Worked 6 days a week, logged on one day a week and did as much work as the day allowed and slowly drifted behind the rest of the pack.
Then suddenly the prof said I have to finish WITH the class. Then he went to the university and finalized it. No chance to defer now, too late to do it, missed that opportunity weeks ago.
Lucky for me, I got very sick and when I was recovering I could post a letter detailing everything. Just now have to wait for the result of that, because there is no clear way to pest a complaint, of course. And in any case would require for you to have time to make the complaint in office hours.
I have written the course off in my mind as wasted money. But the idea that I was dissuaded of the appropriate course of action and assured that it would be fine then reeks of idiocy. Or perhaps he got more money if he had more students in the course. Or most likely, he is an ass who had been a teacher all his life and did not think,— teachers hard work is report card time, it lasts a couple weeks, therefore all hard work last only a few weeks and then it is over, landscaping MUST be the same. That sort of thinking is surprisingly common amongst long term teachers.
If he gets burned from my 'disruptive behaviour', so be it, but I won't hold my breath. I don't hold out much hope.
Oh I have a date tomorrow …
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