Can I get some Ritolin?
My whole life I have wanted to go to Thailand and at last we are going. We have saved our cash and planned and planned and then planned some more. We have read every book we can on Thailand and then had mini heart attacks when they had a military coup a few months back days after the flights were booked. As you may have seen from my profile I even have a counter ticking down the days, hours, minutes and seconds til we get there.
I am so excited about it that everything else in my head is taking place in front of a pink neon sign flashing the name “Thailand” over and over again. Every time someone speaks to me I am kind of listening to what they say but in my head I’ve got my wee voice singing, “I’m going to Thailand! I’m going to Thailand!” over and over again like white noise in the background.
So this week I am warning everyone who may come across me that I’m pretty much going to be in annoying demob mode. I’ve got three days of work to go and I’m not going to be at my best. There may be quite a lot of the teaching method commonly known in educational theory as “F.O.F.O” (that’s F**k Off and Find Out) in my lesson plans this week whilst I write lists of what I’m packing and go on websites that have other people’s Thailand experiences to get me in the mood. Some don’t use the term F.O.F.O, they call it “directed study” I believe, but they’re fooling nobody.
I may even do a shot breakdown analysis of “The Beach” for my TV students masquerading as directing theory, when in fact it’s going to be the equivalent of me watching Judith Chalmers on “The Holiday Programme” at home on the sofa with a box of chocs. I won’t be choosing the scene where the shark attacks the bloke and they leave him to die, by the way…
(Of course if my boss is reading can I just point out that quite a lot of what I say in these blog is tongue in cheek and as usual I will be giving an exemplary performance this week, as indeed, all weeks.)
So I’m sorry if I bug you this week, or if I mention it a million times but I can’t remember being this excited since I was a kid. Remember when you were a kid and you were going on your holidays or were excited about Christmas day and you would pee the bed? Just me then…..? Hang on, can I just confirm that I have not peed myself in excitement.
Again….tongue in cheek.
Any way, I will be keeping a regular blog whilst in Thailand and I hope that you’ll enjoy reading it, even if you are all sick of me by then.
