Torstai 🇫🇮 Fimmtudagur 🇮🇸

I'm becoming more and more tired of the heat. I can feel the weariness in my body, and even though I try to replenish the batteries, the restless nights take their toll. Despite switching on the AC units in the attic, the roof worked like a huge radiator heating up the upstairs area, and as a result, the temperature in the bedroom was +23°C yesterday night, but after waking up, the thermometer showed +27°C. Nevertheless, it's still not as bad as in Southern Europe, where the temperatures were soaring during the last few weeks. "El Niño" has a terrible, devastating effect globally.

Apart from my moaning about the weather, a lot happened today. Despite waking up late - I fell asleep at 6 a.m. and couldn't get out of bed til 7:45 a.m. - and having breakfast, I buckled down to plan the Saturday lesson at 9:30 a.m. I enjoyed the process. I think I made a decent lesson and can hardly wait to teach Ági and Roya on Saturday. I followed the CELTA guidelines while designing the lesson, and it took me almost the whole day to choose which exercises to include and what the main and sub-aims of the lesson would be. Anyway, fingers crossed that things will pan out.

As for my studies: I asked ChatGPT and Bing to help me improve my English. I used the same input today, which, in the case of ChatGPT, meant I used the same thread I'd started a week ago, so I could monitor the improvement. Furthermore, I asked ChatGPT if there were any signs of my progress because I detected slight changes both in the sentences it provided me with to rephrase and the sentence variations it listed after assessing my rewritten sentences. I received surprisingly good feedback. ChatGPT claimed that there were several changes in my writing. I was over the moon as hard work paid off.

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Chillaxing

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