Oh How I Haven't Missed You

Oh holidays, how I miss your lucid, lazy days. Even if most of them were spent holding back panic attacks and sobbing quietly in a corner.

So today was the first day back. I was lucky to recieve comfortable conversation with The Boss all day. How the ease of holidays fills me with false hope that it might stay that way. I spent part of the day finishing some last minute book packing and finally getting stuck into the testing and tagging. I feel I may be doing it wrong. Don't care. If a CD player blows up and melts the face of some whiny new teacher who am I to complain.

The sweeping changes are going to take some getting used to. The new 'Head of Studies' made lots of noise from his shared office down the back of the library. His approach is typical of the rich-as-fuck-smug-cunty PE teacher that he is. He even went and had a cry to someone higher up about the unfairness of having to share an office. Fuck dude, we don't even know what you do!

The school chaplin has announced he is leaving which isn't a bad thing because he's so monotonous during masses that its like being stuck with a demntia ridden uncle who starts banging on about jesus and finishes talking about shoes. I hope his replacement is handsome because I could do with a pretty, non-threatening virgin to look at while I'm shackled to the desk.

And in a 'WhatthefuckwasIthinking' moment, I applied to an online school to study library and information services. While I really have little passion for the subject it might just be my ticket out of Catholic fuckwit hell.