Countdown

I think I've mentioned this before but I can't be bothered trawling through my posts to find the link...basically, I have/had this plan to start looking into adoption once I hit 35. The reasoning was that I'd have a secure job by then, complete with all the trimmings - nice house in a good neighbourhood, reasonable income etc. I'm turning 29 soon. I like to think I've got a stable job. I'm not earning a lot, but my income will (hopefully) increase in the next 6 years. I already have a nice place in a good neighbourhood. I'm gonna learn how to drive this year. So basically, I'm almost there. Which is kinda nice, I suppose...

...but it's also scary. I mean, do I have the guts to go through with it? Or will it be like my fleeting flirtation with the idea of applying for X Factor? And if I do go ahead with it, what if I'm a crap mother? I know that's a question every prospective mother asks herself at some point, but it doesn't make it any less an issue.

It all seems rather callous to type this up on a blog. But...yeah. My colleagues have kids. Most of my classmates/batchmates are having kids. I've been broody for the past I don't know how many years. This kind of post was just waiting to happen.

Anyhoo, we'll re-evaluate in 6 years' time. Maybe I would've grown up by then. lulz

I wish...

...that I could ogle hot guys on the bus without worrying that they might be students.

He was hot :(

I need another life

Jonathan Overend, possibly the greatest radio tennis commentator to grace the airwaves in recent history (yeah I'm a fan, how'd you guess?) is in a jazz band.

James Toseland, former world superbike champion and all round hottie sings and plays the piano really really well.

I want to be good at my job, but I also want something more. I know I said I don't mind being defined by my job, and that's true - I don't. But as I sit in my living room on a Sunday afternoon marking project reports, I wish I had an outlet. All this work and no play just makes me feel a bit dull.

Unfortunately I live in the middle of nowhere, so what chance do I have eh. *sigh*

10 things about my Avengers movie experience that aren't spoilers (so you don't have to kill me)

1. Black Widow is the only Scarlett Johansson character that I don't want to throw things at. In fact, I think she's amazing.
2. I wanted to shout "Scherbatsky!" every time Cobie Smulders was on screen.
3. The Avengers is possibly the only superhero movie I've seen where women are not treated like sex objects or weaklings.
4. Gwyneth Paltrow's legs are just wow.
5. Chris Hemsworth, Chris Evans, Robert Downey Jr. - HOW TO CHOOSE?!?!?!
6. I think I have a crush on Agent Coulson. He's just so...n'awwwwww.
7. 142 mins goes so quickly.
8. You would think, after so many superhero movies, that people would know not to leave the cinema as soon as the movie ends. You would be wrong.
9. I haven't seen Thor or Captain America 'cos I was broke when they came out. I need to fix this.
10. I haven't had so much fun at the cinema since I went to see Iron Man.

Work tales

Kindergarten

Student 1: Dr, I'm not feeling well, can I go?
Me: OK
Student 2: *starts picking up stuff to leave*
Me: I'm sorry where do you think you're going? Only he's allowed to leave!
Student 2: Oh but Miiiiiissss...can I go please?
Me: Have you finished answering the questions on the board?
Student 2: *groan* Oh Miss you always have a way of twisting my arm, Miss
Me: Yup *evil grin*

I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm teaching kindergarten.

Am I on the wrong side?

Students are discussing the Avengers movie (which they're evidently going to see tonight), trying to decide which member is the best (they're supposed to be answering the questions on the board, but you can take a horse to water etc. etc.). I'm itching to join in. I've half a mind to go "♪I saw it yesterday, naa naa na naa naa!♪". I want to fangirl over the movie because IT WAS BLOODY AMAZING AND I LOVED LOVED LOVVVVVED IT AND I'M CONSIDERING GOING TO SEE IT AGAIN AT THE IMAX AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Instead, I just calmly inform one of the students that my powerpoint slides aren't in 3D so he can remove his 3D glasses.

Waxing Lyrical

Someone says something about one of the other staff members using a song to teach chemistry.

Me: *sounding far too excited for my own good* Oh you mean the Elements Song?!?!
Students: OMG you know it too?!

Conversation moves to how no non-chemist gets as excited about chemistry as Daniel Radcliffe.

A label I can stick to...

Those of you who know me know that I dislike labels. Not the sticky kind or the blogging kind, but the kind that we attach to people. In my eyes, a label reduces a beautifully complex human being to just one defining feature. Jocks, geeks, plastics (Mean Girls, anyone?), tomboys, goths...the list is endless. I get that we like to pigeon-hole people because it makes them easier for us to understand, but in reality it just means that we're overly confused when they present a characteristic that we have deemed to be incompatible with their 'type'. And let's not even think about getting into how most labels are derogatory and highly judgemental!

I've resisted labels throughout my life. I've been the 'white' girl, the 'poor' girl, the 'geeky' girl, the 'plain' girl, (and most recently) the 'single' girl. I've hated all these labels. I've always wanted to be defined by who I am, not what I do or don't do. Until now.

It probably has a lot to do with the fact that I don't have any friends outside work here, but work is my life now. The only time I'm not thinking about work is when I'm watching tv. I'm not kidding - I recently had a dream about a class test I was planning (and I never dream).

I am an educator. And in spite of the low pay, the ungrateful students, the mindless bureaucracy and the towering pile of lab reports that I need to mark, there is nothing else I would rather be. And if people want to label me 'the lecturer girl', then I will wear that label with pride.

I'll still watch the cricket and fangirl over Made In Chelsea though.

Since I've Been Gone

I realise the last post may have been a bit cryptic to those of you who only know me through the blog. So, a few things that have changed since I was last on here:

• I got my dream job
• I no longer live in Cambridge

Er...yeah that's it. I'm so interesting.

Special

The second years were genuinely disappointed that they don't have me tomorrow morning. Get in :)

Version 2.0

Yeah. I'm gonna try and pick up blogging again. I don't have time to read though, so apologies in advance (if any of the old bloggers are actually reading this...which they're probably not).

Also, new me, new blog colour. ish.

Let's see how this goes, shall we?