The journal that's been rather quiet of late.
My tutor from aber came to assess my lesson on friday.
It was a complete balls up.
35 kids in the room and not one of them listened to a single word that i said.
Aparantely i would have failed on about 6 different things (and only just passe on all the other sections of the assessment form).
The class are as good as gold when their normnal techer is in the room but evil little cunts when he's not there(and he's not allowed to be when I'm being observed).
It was a shambles and it was the worst lesson that I've taught since I started but none of my others has been particularly good anyway
The view of the other teachers in the school seems to be that I'm a good geographer but a shit teacher.
Maybe it's time to start looking at other careers
Maybe Siandy's irish donut shop - think I'd make a donut maker


Went to swansea at the weekend - always vowed to myself that I'd never get stuck in some sort of a rut where the only thing taht I look forward to is the weekend, but only a few weeks after leaving aber it's happened already.
I hate the kids, I can't teach them anyway an d i hate living at home - it's like being 12 again.