Due to everyone being off sick with something I've become a temporary live-in Resident Tutor, as opposed to my usual role as Resident Tutor who sleeps in a different building from any actual students and does not have to confront anyone in her pyjamas at midnight. So last night I was sort of frantically awake until the early hours for no good reason, and then fell asleep on the drawing room sofa, only to startle awake again when the cleaners came in at a quarter to seven. At least this proves my innate skill at Guarding The Children. Also I'm getting quite a lot of goodwill today, which is nice, and I'm hoping to parlay it into getting out of school and into Cambridge sometime over the weekend. I want to see people and need to do some Christmas shopping, or possibly I need to see people and want to do some Christmas shopping.
There's about a week and a half left of term, and everyone is getting a final burst of yay-we're-almost-there energy. The last week looks set to be a riot of carol services, Christmas plays (I'm going to be helping out on this and am hoping for a straight-up Nativity play with tinsel halos etc, but I expect at eleven they're a little old for it) and staff parties. Then on the 13th, I go home for a delicious three weeks, to be reunited with any and all readers of this blog. This is going to be the first Christmas holiday in years where I don't have any work to do, apart from the MA applications, which could yet prove a huge hassle. Still, the main ingredient will be Starbucks-advertisement-esque cheer.
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