Another week, another lesson
Nov. 4th, 2011 04:26 pmDid college again.
It was raining this morning and I got carpuddled. Soaked right through my dress and my thermals. I had spare socks but by the time I got to college it was an hour later, and I can't change out of my trousers on the bus. So I just put up with it until it.
Then at lunch time I spilled my fruit pots and got juice on my dress too.
Splashy day.
Lessons were full of... well, on the whole, things we'd thought before, some working in groups, and being assigned something that almost everyone else buggered off for. when the teacher is out of the room seems like nobody works on the assigned work. I was one of five people still in the room at the end, and two of them had been working on their application for being a teacher.
Dear other students: Liz comes back to check. Liz always comes back to check. I know none of you know this due to not being there, but seriously, every time, right at the end of the lesson, she sees you. Well, absence of you.
Also, it is hard to work in groups on your own. So once a critical mass of people has left it gets a bit futile being the last one there.
...to be honest I was attempting to recharge my MP3 player and just twiddling around highlighting stuff, but, I was still there.
Now I am home again.
I'm still bored of college.
I am counting how long before the end, instead of just studying.
Maybe the stuff on Blackboard is more interesting...
It was raining this morning and I got carpuddled. Soaked right through my dress and my thermals. I had spare socks but by the time I got to college it was an hour later, and I can't change out of my trousers on the bus. So I just put up with it until it.
Then at lunch time I spilled my fruit pots and got juice on my dress too.
Splashy day.
Lessons were full of... well, on the whole, things we'd thought before, some working in groups, and being assigned something that almost everyone else buggered off for. when the teacher is out of the room seems like nobody works on the assigned work. I was one of five people still in the room at the end, and two of them had been working on their application for being a teacher.
Dear other students: Liz comes back to check. Liz always comes back to check. I know none of you know this due to not being there, but seriously, every time, right at the end of the lesson, she sees you. Well, absence of you.
Also, it is hard to work in groups on your own. So once a critical mass of people has left it gets a bit futile being the last one there.
...to be honest I was attempting to recharge my MP3 player and just twiddling around highlighting stuff, but, I was still there.
Now I am home again.
I'm still bored of college.
I am counting how long before the end, instead of just studying.
Maybe the stuff on Blackboard is more interesting...