That's just the way it is - some things will never change.

See, the point of my last post, which in the grand scheme of things, wasn't all that long ago, was that I was considering taking this up again. I had no idea if it would work or not; I'd be inclined towards 'no', however, as I've never been a particularly prolific blogger.

However, I honestly don't think I should at the moment. Circumstances have changed, and I now find myself in a similar position to what started off my last spat of blogging. I'm not a happy bunny at the moment, and I'm having to consider whether or not I'm on the verge of another period of depression. It is as it ever was, which is to say, regarding a girl. Apparently I'm useless at this sort of thing.

Point being, meandering as it is, I don't want to blog just to vent my frustrations, and to chronicle my unhappiness. That's kinda lame, and in all honesty, I can't see it helping; by this point, not much short of a shrink is going to help me if I want to spill the details. So essentially, I'm not going to continue blogging. Not yet.

P.S. I hate Wales.

Déjà vu

So, we meet again, blog.

Well met.

Everyday a new day...

...but some days, you wouldn't know.

So, I've been back at work for the last 4 and a bit weeks. It's changed this year, I now work with two kids in particular, one of whom is new to the school, and still very young.

I had my reservations at first, and I won't lie; there has been the odd day where I've seriously considered packing it in, and asking to return to my old hours. And I expect there shall be more then a few more. Couple of things have stopped me from doing this though - the money is good, or should be, when I'm actually paid. Asides from that, some days are a lot better, and it's not nearly so much of a chore. If I'm being completely honest though, I don't enjoy my work with this child as much as I do with the other kid I work with. I'm not yet cut out for looking after a properly dependant child, I think. This has cemented the idea in my head however that when I get around to applying for teach training (soon!) it should definitely be in secondary school. Primary can be fun, but I think I'd appreciate working more with children I can engage on a more intellectual level. My worry about teacher training this time is that when I apply, I don't know whether or not my experience in school will be taken into account, as it could be suggested it's the wrong type of school (i.e. Primary not Secondary). but here's hoping.

Impressions

Okay, so I've been really busy recently. My job takes up almost all my time(but I love it, so that's okay), so I don't seem to get on the computer as frequently as I used to. You'll have to excuse these sporadic updates.

It's been a while since I finished Battlestar now, so I won't go into the finer points, of which there are an abundance; simply put, this show was absolutely amazing, and dealt with a plethora of issues that remain ever-relevant, and it managed to do so in a mature, intelligent and interesting way.

What I will comment on is the ending, and the way they pulled it all together.



Here be (minor, albeit confusing) spoilers.



I did not see that coming. Though I shouldn't have expected anything other from such a clever show, I was delighted with how it finished - in particular, how it managed to tie up a lot of the intricacies of the story. I won't go into the relevance to our own (real) society, but there was obviously a message there in 'all this has happened before, and all this will happen again'. How you choose to view that depends largely on whether you agree with the stance on technological evolution the show has. I personally remain unconvinced at this point, but I can appreciate the artistic vision.


Here endeth the spoilers.


Very good series. Would definitely recommend it to anyone else who might be interested in it. Now I have to watch The Plan, though I think I'll end up saving this until Christmas. Which will come soon enough.

9/11

How about today, instead of remembering all the people who died in the twin towers attack 9 years ago, we dedicate it to EVERYONE who has died or suffered as a result of intolerance, prejudice, discrimination, fundamentalism, and campaigns waged against a civilian population under the abhorrent and misguided belief that by attacking a civilian population, a leadership will succumb.

So instead of focusing on solely on America, let's remember the countless tragedies that have occurred the world over. Let's not blame people, but try to come to an understanding so that innocent people should never have to suffer again.

Battlestar redux

Just a brief note.

I'll be posting more on it soon, I think I've got about 5 episodes to go now. I've not watched much of it recently, I've been distracted by the nice weather (whilst it lasts) and return to school, so hopefully it won't be too long before I have it finished.

A touching moment

I spent most of today watching more Battlestar. It's a brilliant show, that tackles some very hard issues, and deals with them incredibly well. It doesn't often shy away from portraying a dark and depressing picture.

This comes from the episode 'Hero', season 3. It's one of the best quotes I've got from it so far. Perhaps not in terms of quality, because there have already been some brilliant moments that outshine this, but because of personal relevance. This has meaning for me, and that's what gives it value:


Tigh: Tell you a dirty little secret. The toughest part of getting played is losing your dignity. Feeling like you are not worth the oxygen you are sucking down. You get used to it. You start to believe it. You start to love it. It's like a bottle that never runs dry. You can keep reaching for it over and over and over again.

Adama: So how do you put that bottle away, Saul?

Tigh: I don't know. One day you just decide to get up and walk out of your room.



Battlestar Galactica, episode 8: Hero, Season 3.