Today was the first day that I realised I'd made it. It sank in slowly, and my wee brain was struggling with it, but the notion of completing the CELTA course put a smile on my face eventually. I knew it would happen sooner or later, but accepting it in light of my weaknesses in my English made it a tad difficult. Anyway, now I need more time to rest and relax, to fill up my batteries and prepare for the CPE exam, which surely won't be easy. At the same time, I decided to enrol in a free Spanish course the OxfordTEFL Centre offers for all CELTA graduates. The Spanish course is similar to CELTA regarding teachers since it is part of the teacher training, but I'll be the student this time. ¡Arriba, arriba! ¡Ándale, ándale!
When I woke up this morning, I knew the day wouldn't be an active one. Nothing sinister happened that would have suggested anything unexpected; it was rather one of those intuitions that depicted how the events of the day would unfold. This gut feeling strengthened when I grabbed Abby's leash and took her for her early morning walk. She was as inactive as I was, and the speed and length of our walk corroborated this theory. We ambled back to the house momentarily. After this painfully short-lived stroll with a surprisingly exhausted canine, I sat in front of the TV, munched my breakfast and slurped the much-needed black nectar in the form of a strong espresso. What a surreal still-life this was. Especially considering how many episodes we have watched from one of the currently watched series. As my system started to absorb the caffeine, switching my wee brain into the first gear, the haze dissipated over today's schedule. Harnessing this ephemeral clear state, I rushed into...
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