I am applying to do a PGCE
Why would I want to surround myself with the little horrors?? The holidays. It's only ever about the holidays.

So, I applied last year and then had to turn down the offer I got (coz I love my job at the mo - and it gives me money), intending on reapplying this year.

The issue - the 47 LINE personal statement.

The procrastination - I have already written this, it's on a USB key, saved from last year.

Why the extra leap to pressing the "apply" button is so hard I cannot tell you, but in the meantime I have:

Bought all this year's Christmas presents, planned two holidays, stopped lurking and started posting...

Oh the list goes on.....

this weekend alone I have POLISHED my entire house, mended a pair of shorts, dug out some old ball gowns to take to the dry cleaners (4 years' procrastination right there), watched more shite on TV than I care to remember, baked banana bread, and taught the poor dog (more of him elsewhere) what can only be described as circus tricks.

I did TRY to teach him how to load the washing machine, but he got too excited and started throwing my grubby clothes everywhere. I'm not giving up on that yet, though.

STILL haven't sent application off.
(Psyche finishes work at the end of June! Yay!!!, Thu 13 Nov 2008, 19:44, 3 replies)

Do it
Then you can spend a whole six weeks in the summer putting things off!
( Mrs Entity is in hiding., Thu 13 Nov 2008, 20:20, closed)

Unless you are a big bloke or a hard faced bitch with great self-belief
DO NOT DO THIS!

I spent a year on a PGCE course, then over the following two and a half terms a bunch of illiterate chav scum kids, their trogolodyte parents and couldn't-give-a-fuck senior staff turned me into a gibbering wreck who couldn't stand up to McDonalds counter staff.

Admittedly, I was young, female and a language teacher, but still...

Never did manage to finish my NQT year. The irony is that due to the shit numbers of people willing to do the job (and I can't imagine why) the government is now asking me to go back and give the fuckers another chance to screw me over!
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Thu 13 Nov 2008, 21:58, closed)

I'm not either, but...
I tend to use the techniques I practice on the dog with the poor humans surrounding me to great effect (Mr Psyche got suspicious when I clicked at him down the phone though)

But, if I can train a fully grown man to 1) say the L word without reference to cheese or his football team and 2) take me to Venice on my Birthday...

A class of over-hormoned teenage brats do not stand a chance.

And if all that fails I'll get electric collars for them.
(Psyche finishes work at the end of June! Yay!!!, Mon 17 Nov 2008, 8:55, closed)