News from the home front
12 Aug 2012 03:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
belphegor1982After months of procrastinating, I finally got started on one of the long HH stories I've been jotting down notes for for the past three or four months. It's going to be a longish story (about 15 chapters), slightly on the supernatural side, which is a first for me - so here's hoping I can actually finish it, which would also be a first (so far, stories exceeding 10 chapters have taken me a long, long time to write). So I'm keeping my fingers crossed :o)
I've applied for a couple of jobs for September, and I'm waiting for an answer. It's both junior high school supervisors, and I actually don't want the job - supervising ten-year-olds was stressful enough, but I'm terrified at the thought of handling fifteen-year-olds who'll be taller than me, not to mention helping them with their homework when I never understood a thing about grammar and I'm just terrible at maths. Oh, and I'd have to supervise school cafeteria, too, which means having my lunch a hour or so before the kids. The only perk in one of the jobs is that I could be in charge of the school library on Wednesday mornings. It doesn't help that I spent some of the worst years of my life in junior high school, being bullied and trying to remain as invisible as possible. Of course I've changed since then, but I simply don't want to go back. Too many bad memories.
Ah well. In the meantime, I write as much as I can to make up for future lack of time :o)
I've applied for a couple of jobs for September, and I'm waiting for an answer. It's both junior high school supervisors, and I actually don't want the job - supervising ten-year-olds was stressful enough, but I'm terrified at the thought of handling fifteen-year-olds who'll be taller than me, not to mention helping them with their homework when I never understood a thing about grammar and I'm just terrible at maths. Oh, and I'd have to supervise school cafeteria, too, which means having my lunch a hour or so before the kids. The only perk in one of the jobs is that I could be in charge of the school library on Wednesday mornings. It doesn't help that I spent some of the worst years of my life in junior high school, being bullied and trying to remain as invisible as possible. Of course I've changed since then, but I simply don't want to go back. Too many bad memories.
Ah well. In the meantime, I write as much as I can to make up for future lack of time :o)
