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There are times when I sincerely question which side of the 'genius/insanity' line I fall on. (I.E., last week) I've had many people accuse me of both... increasingly in the past few years.
Last week, I was so stressed out over all the work I had to do for Child Development/Psychology. It wasn't hard, but the sheer volume of it was overwhelming. At one point, I was literally doing what would take a normal person 2 months to do, in four days. I didn't have time to eat, sleep, or shower for the most part. My dad called and he was asking too many questions about the near future that I didn't know the answer to, and I broke down in tears as a result. I just got my Biology progress report handed to me... I'm at a 105.3%... I take on a sheerly insane courseload, and I come out all right in the end, but I fall apart in the meanwhile.
Out of the mouths of babes, I had one of my children tell me last week "You are one craaaaazy instructor!". It was nice to not have to drive all the way to Palo Alto in the morning... battling morning commute traffic sucked horribly. One of our high school helpers had his birthday last week. On a 'break' that I normally never take, I drove to the store and purchased cupcakes for the entire class smile (Unlike the one time that mom only brought treats for SOME of the kids -_-). The other teacher knew sign language and I picked up a little bit of it when we used it as a method to get the kids to be quiet and pay attention (it's pretty fascinating). She also was a fan of tiny stickers... she bought some for my 'teachers hope chest'... I need a supply of stickers, my own recess whistle, chalk/white board markers, bulletin board stuff... it's fun to daydream about that. I used to roleplay it out as a kid... I loved 'playing school' where I got to be the teacher. I even have one very explicit memory from the Third grade where one girl wasn't paying attention and the teacher asked her if she wanted to teach the class the lesson (since she was talking, she surely knew it already). I raised my hand, shook it frantically while going "ooh! ooh!" in that "let me do it!" sort of way. The teacher turned to me and was like "I _know_ you'd like to teach the class, [mbh]!"
The transition is going to be hard. I got my stuff out of my friend's closet, and haven't recapitulated my room so it looks like I got in a fight with myself. I'm not sure who won, though.
Moving is going to be hard. I'm going to be in the old haunted house mansion. one of my future roomates I know (not too well though), but like. The other person I have no idea who the heck she is. They gave me the freshman info so I don't know when my move-in date is. Hopeufully, I can work with IT early during freshman orientation (do alot of the printing of ID cards)... if I have a reason I might be able to move in early with the freshmen!
I almost forgot to turn in my timesheet for work. Hopefully when I get my next paycheck, I'll be able to get my parents half of this year's car insurance money.
By the way, if you think you're a decent SailorMoon fan... you've seen most if not all of the episodes, you've probably built a site at some point, you've been on SaiorMoon message boards and have had countless dicussions... I would suggest visiting http://www.warriorsoflegend.com and buying that book! I did, and I surely don't regret it! It compares SailorMoon's world to real life tokyo and explains lots of cool things that you may have not thought of (I.E., why Raye goes to a Christian private school even though she's a Shinto Priestess). Definately worth a look.
Anyways, this isn't half of what I want to say, but it'll have to suffice for now. It's been too long since I've posted anyways!
meatballhead15 · Thu Aug 11, 2005 @ 04:40am · 1 Comments |
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