Whee?

Mum just got home from invigilating (I got her a job at work invigilating IELTS exmas) and had this news for me "Don't get too excited, but it looks like you might have at least another week of work"

Aparently, three more students signed up on Friday and they're in the level that I teach... so... possibly some more work coming my way.

Half of me's going "Yay! More money!" (lord knows I need it). The other half of me's throwing a mild temper tantrum, pouting and going "But I wanna holida~ay!"

We'll just see what happens next week.

Oh, and Madeline, the IELTS co-ordinator who's the relief DOS this week, told Mum to tell me that if I want to stay in Cairns to see our normal DOS the minute he gets back, so that he's aware.

In other news, I have one student who's bloody lucky that my afternoon class is on the bottom floor. I probably would've thrown her off the balcony. As it was I had to step away from the whiteboard markers and eraser just so I wouldn't have anything to throw at her.

I've since had most of the rest of the class (minus her four cronies) come up and hug/console/talk to me/ask me when she's leaving.