Bad, Nocturnus, Bad

The speech is tomorrow.
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Argggghhhhh.


No updates of lovely fics till I end my essay, please, pretty pleaseeeeee.
The world needs to stop till I writte something...anything.
Or I could go to my dissertation, stand in front of 600 primary teachers and say:

Opps, fandom was just too much fun.

Irresponsability runs through my veins.
The sad thing is that I know that I will end with something good this night at 2 AM.
As always happend.

Bad, Nocturnus, Bad.

(no subject)

20:15 And I had read a lot, and writte none leogryffin save my ass (or is it arse?) by explaining to me the concept of compulsory subject.

I had a mild fever so I nap all afternoon, defently not good for my lecture. One of my aunts called me to say she was so proud of me, and that the teachers of her school (wich I know) will go to listen to me. Arggggghhhh.

I love to go, talk and disapeared. But is very probable that there will be lots of former co workers and former university felows as well as my students.

But at least know I have a better idea of what I want to say. For those interested in the debate about RE, I found lots of good quality links:

http://re-xs.ucsm.ac.uk/eftre/reeur.html#topofmap
http://www.ccefr.org/accueil2.php?rub=pres
http://www.usherbrooke.ca/fatep/qui/enseignants/pub_fouellet.html
http://www.retoday.org.uk/bjre.htm

PD:

Hubby is taking care of the kids bed time rutine, a long forgoten skill of his.
Sometimes I forgot to civilized my troglodite.