Friday, September 01, 2006

Rant

Amelia's first day at nursery. It's 12:30 and I have finally stopped to draw breath (I've been trying to deal with a problem student who may or may not have mental health problems) and pressed play on my ipod, only to have Moby's "Why Does My Heart Feel So Bad?" start playing...

Why does my heart
Feel so bad?
Why does my soul
Feel so bad?


And now the rant: why have I wasted all morning dealing with this student's affairs (and not working on my paper that needs completing) and who is being extremely difficult, threatening to sue UCL, etc. etc. when someone else is looking after my lovely girl? Which is more important?

1 Comments:

At 9:24 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Amelia is important, but, in a different way, so is your work. It was a shame you had to deal with such an a´hole on your dirst day!

IF life could always be a bed of roses! (would we then appreciate anything if we had no bad things to compare it with?)

Don´t why I´m waxing philosophically. Just don´t like to see you upset I suppose.

Love, Yer ol Man

 

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