I’m starting to worry about my sanity. I spent all Saturday morning stressing about the post – there was none – and today I’m checking the online tracking system compulsively (approximately every 30 minutes, sometimes less). I know that there’s still time, but I’m feeling kind of aimless, like I don’t know what to do with myself. Once I have an offer there’s loads to do, student loan, house hunting, not to mention learning my second language but until an offer materialises I simply have to wait.
Miss B Have
About MeI'm a languages teacher, at least I'm trying to be. One of the many recent PGCE graduates unable to complete their NQT year. In the mean time I'm on supply, meaning I go where I'm sent, teach what I'm told to but on the up side, don't have to plan or mark. Every cloud has a silver lining :).