April 29th, 2005
|07:57 am - Finally!|
I'm about to leave for my very last class of college EVER!!!!!! I really can't believe it.
Current Mood: ecstatic
April 19th, 2005
I graduate in 18 days. After four years of hard work, I always thought I'd have a job at this point--or at least a prospect. A teacher is a secure job choice--right? Apparently not. I know many people don't get jobs until August or right when school starts. But, with all the schools having no money and having to fire teachers (or hope enough retire to make their quota)--what if I don't get a job? I'm supposed to be happily looking towards the future right now...not wondering what I'll do. I'm at the point where I'm having to think about moving to Florida or North Carolina or Georgia just to have a job. I didn't think I'd have to leave my family, my few friends I have left and my boyfriend just to have a job that corresponds with my degree. How does this happen? Oh and btw--if I ever meet "My Man Mitch", I can't be held responsible.
March 30th, 2005
My father got a new cell phone that has video and camera capabilities after years of me begging him to upgrade his phone. Like most things in life, I regret that immensely as he now sends me pictures of the cat at one in the morning.
March 29th, 2005
After graduation I have zero desire to work until I start teaching in the fall (assuming I get a job). It's too bad my bank account doesn't see it that way--so I'm trying to figure out a way to work only in May (maybe a week of June) and make the most amount of money so my last summer of being out of the real world can be spent having fun. Any thoughts?
March 21st, 2005
|08:05 pm - I thought this was pretty good considering I dont|
Congratulations! You're 141 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (100), and liquor (104).
|All right. No more messing around. Your knowledge of alcohol is so high that you have drinking and getting plastered down to a science. Sure, you could get wasted drinking beer, but who needs all those trips to the bathroom? You head straight for the bar and pick up that which is most efficient. |
|My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:|
||You scored higher than 86% on proof|
||You scored higher than 93% on beer index|
||You scored higher than 94% on wine index|
||You scored higher than 98% on liquor index|
March 15th, 2005
Congratulations! You scored 82%!
|Wow! You know about as much about Disney movies as me! You rock! |
|My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:|
||You scored higher than 40% on dispoints|
March 4th, 2005
As of today I have officially finished the last day of the last week of my 24 weeks of student teaching. Apparently, I'm now qualified to shape today's youth. Scary. Maybe those last two classes I have to squeeze in the next eight weeks will clear stuff up.
Current Mood: cheerful
March 1st, 2005
In a couple hours I give my presentation of my student teaching portfolio to receive my final ratings. I've done it before and it's no big deal but for some reason today I'm freaking out. I'm sick I'm so nervous and I have no idea why. I think I become more irrational as the days go by.
February 28th, 2005
If I am made to feel incompetent or shitty one more time about the kids not listening to me--I will lose it. Had they not taken every opportunity to undermine my authority for the last eight weeks, the kids would view me as someone they have to listen to--and not just someone to mock. I will not put up with it anymore. I have best friends that make me happy, a boyfriend sweet enough to remember the outfit I was wearing the first time we talked and only eightish more weeks until I'm done with Muncie. I shouldn't have to put up with feeling like a bad teacher--I'm not. I have 16 other weeks of student teaching where I was considered one of the best to back myself up. I can't wait until I'm done with that stupid place.
Current Mood: angry
February 15th, 2005
If I have to hear anyone say--"Oh the weather is so nice today" only to be immediately followed by "But can you believe it's going to snow tonight?"---I will have to kill myself.