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For the past two days i've been struggling trying to get my students motivated enough to pay attention to what I'm talking about. 80% of them could care less about health. I thought that today would be a little different because the topic was the media and it's influence on health. They didn't seem to care. I bought in clips from TV and tried to have a discussion, the only class that responded was second hour. It's quite frustrating when I teach and ask question and the question I get back it, "where we at?" I'm supposed to have a mentor, but because I'm the only health teacher in the building the principal suggested that the head of the department who teaches PE be my mentor. I guess I'm underestimating him, but I want someone who has an actual classss and who will take baby steps with me and hold my hand a little because I'm not feeling very confident right now. I also want someone who will allow me to be myself. I'm going to try to make this the best year, but i'm struggling now.

I've always been a flighty person. As soon as something gets bad I want to through my hands up and say that I can do it. That mostly comes from wanting to be perfect at what I do. I will say that I'm not a type A personality at all, but I do have tendencies. I used to practice things over and over again so that it would be perfect. I would try to anticipate the things that would go wrong to alleviate them before it happens. Because I'm this way, I'm having a hard time with this teaching thing. I do like the fact that I'm only teaching one subject and if something doesn work second hr I can change it before third hour, but when nothing it working it can be devastating. It messes with my psyche. I didn't realize my lesson was boring until 7th hour. NO one wanted to participate at all. I was so exasperated that I just gave them worksheets to do. Mind you, 7th hour is not an easy class to deal with. They were the only class that I had to assign homework during the first days of class, so it already takes a lot to motivate them. Then I got a note to go to the principals office. I was a little nervous. Basically, my classroom management plan was wrong. To make matters worse I've already handed it out to the class. I understand that everyone's first year as a teacher can be difficult, but I don't know if my personality can handle it. I recently watched on TV, "the education of Ms. Groves". It was a Dateline special that followed a first year teacher. She did a video diary and chronicled her experiences. Not only did she have discipline problems with her children she even had to break up a fight in her classroom. For the first semester over 50% of her class failed with a D or an F. She talked about how she was able to changed the bad situation into a good situation and of course there was a happy ending. In the end 80% of her class passed and a good number of her students made the honor roll. Watching her story scared me. I'm still wondering if I made the right decision to leave the community college to do K-12. I guess I'll see at the end of the semester.

I dated a guy once that wanted me to pee on him while we had sex. It was a little disturbing at first, but being the pleasing woman that I am, I tried and couldn't bring myself to do it. Since then I've learned about the female ejaculation that he may have mistaken for pee. After reading about what it was and even how to master ejaculating I've tried to no avail and soon gave up thinking that this was something that wasn't meant for me to do. It was off my mind. So imagine the shock that I had when I was with Mister on Sunday night. We were pretty hot and heavy when I feel a gush of liquid. At first I thought I was peeing on myself, but it turned out to be clear fluids that actually sprayed. It scared me so immediately stopped it and realized afterwards what happened. He realized it too and we both were a little amazed that it happened. I'm not quite sure what happened to cause this, but I'm sure we are going to try it again.

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A man that will be greatly missed. I wanted to leave comments on the guestbook, but since I didn't know him or his family very well, I decided to honor him on my blog. He was a part time instructor at Richland and every time I think of him I remember the wonderful smile that he had. I was so shocked to hear that he passed at such a young age. He touch so many lives. He was a speaker for one of our banquets and not only did he inspire the students, he inspired me.

I called Mister all weekend so that I could give him an update of my first week in school, but for some reason he doesn't understand that I need to be out of my place before 7 so that I could secure a spot in line for the copy machine. He finally called me back last night when I was in the bed almost dozing off. After complaining to him that maybe I'm not cut out to be a teacher he invited me over. I knew that I would have to pay for it later, but I really really wanted to see him. It was almost midnight before I got there and way after one before I was about to go home. I kissed him goodnight and the kiss lasted and lasted and lasted. I wanted to breathe the air that he was breathing. I wanted to be apart of him. I couldn't let go. He couldn't either. I'm so sure that kiss lasted almost a half and hour before he told me that I could stay and that he was going to sleep. Even after getting out of my clothes to get into bed, we continued to kiss. He set his alarm to get up at 6, but we didn't get out of bed until 6:50. I was sure that today was going to be a disaster, but I made it to school in time to make my copies and start the day. I was planning to complete my lesson plan for chapter 2 this morning, but becaue I didn't get there until after 7:30 I didn't get it done. I definitely need to get it done tonight. We are schedule to start chapter 2 on tomorrow.

Okay, I'll try this again. I typed a really good blog about my first days at school on yesterday, but the computer shut down on me and for some reason blogger doesn't have the recovery function that microsoft word has.

I've just completed my first half week of school (school stared on Wednesday) and I'm totally exhausted. I was all hyped up to be teaching, but I think I've missed the mark. I didn't realize that it took so much planning. When I taught before I had one class of about 12 students (max) and I didn't spend much time planning at all. However, now I have about 180 students and I have to plan lessons for them for a 90min block of time. At first I was thinking that 90 min was too long for class, but I don't hate it. For the first two days I had students in class for only about 30 min due the fact that they had to attend a mandatory session on the student discipline policy and because I have half the freshmen all of my classes had to attend. I didn't like that at all because that meant that I didn't have time to do the neccessary things that I needed to do with my students (issue books, go over the classroom rules, get to know the students). So today was my full day with the students. I have planning time during my 1st hour so it gave me some time to finish making copies of all of the materials that I need. I spent so much in the copy room that it didn't make any sense. I have 6 pages to copy and because we have ancient copy machines I had to sort and collate the papers myself. The copier is not equipped with a hole puncher so I had to borrow (steal) one from my department head until I buy my own. We don't even have money to buy a hole puncher. After getting all of the things that I needed I was prepared. They've been telling us time after time to have a lesson plan and have a plan to backup the lesson plan to have a plan to back up the plan, but it took me so much time to get my lesson plan done, that I didn't have time to prepare for any changes that needed to be made. I just figured that I'd wing it after second hour (first hour was planning) which is what I did. I have one of the largest classes. I have over 30 students and the classroom was sweltering. If I heard another student tell me it was hot I was going to snap out. Second hour was a good class we got accomplished what I planned and had little time to spare. Third hour was cool too, but then I got to 4th hour and Leslie Sampson*. When I first met her on Wednesday she looked pretty innocent, but when she opened her mouth I knew she was going to be trouble. She quickly let me know that this was her second time taking the class. After asking her why she was taking it again she explained that she skipped school last year and didn't do any homework. I tried to have a one on one convo with her to get a "feel" for her, but she didn't even want to talk to me. I finally asked her if she was going to pass my class and she said that she would. On Friday when she came to my class she was already fired up. I don't know what it is, but for some reason the last class of the day always tries to test me. She told me up front that she didn't want to do any work because it was hot and she didn't feel like it. I told her that she needed to participate, but she wanted to go to the dean's office. So as a trade off to allow her to leave the classroom I told her that she had a detention the next class day. She agreed to the detention, but I knew that the dean wasn't going to have it and sure enough he marched her right back to my classroom where she proceeded to try to torment me. Because she wasn't the only one being disruptive the last ten minutes of class was spent quietly looking at each (me at them and vice versa). Jack, Leslie's accomplice, decided that he wanted to ignore me by putting his head down which is strictly prohibited. After the bell rang I told him and his partner in crime to stay after class, but both decided to leave. But, Jack, not wanting to get into serious trouble, came back. He decided to serve his detention for being disrespectful. As the day came to a close my feet ached and my heart was sad. I started on this tyrant of why's. Why did I leave the comfort of my air conditioned office where if I didn't feel like being bothered with anyone I could just close my door or leave the office. Why did I leave the safety of a college campus to teach students who could care less about me as a teacher let alone a person? Why do my feet hurt so bad? How do teachers wear shoes that are so cute and not want to crawl out of the building on their hands and knees at the end of the day? Why did this child, Leslie, not do what I asked her to do? All I wanted her to do was quiet down a little while she did her work. Why in the world do I have to do a lesson plan for each lesson? Why can't I just write out what I plan to do and that be enough? I understand objectives, but they are in the book why do I have to rewrite them? Why must I be observed three times throughout the year? Why couldn't I get along with my previous boss, it if wasn't for her I'd be comfortable in my office and not standing in front of somebodies else's child teaching them about sex because they don't want to teach them? Why is one of my ninth grade student's pregnant? Am I gonna make it?

It ate my blog entry and now I have to type it all over again. Be back tomorow.

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Registration was today. I will say that I was thoroughly confused to say the least. First mistake, I didn't check my mailbox, so I didn't know if I had a fresh or soph homeroom or not, but even after finding out that I didn't the students were just as confused. There were tons of freshmen who had never been to the school who was told to go to their homerooms to register. The problem was that they didn't know where their homerooms were. Signage to show directions of certain classrooms could have been helpful or there should have at least been people in the hallways with "ASK ME for HELP" buttons so that people wouldn't have been so confused. Also, I'm new to the school and I tried to help pple out as much as possible, but I only knew how to get from my car to my classroom and from my classroom to the cafeteria and back. So yes I took it upon myself to stand in the hallway to try to direct traffic, but I had no idea how to get the parking lot in the back of the building or where the auditorium was. I'm sure that the new dean will have a lot of feedback on how to handle registration for next year. I'm kind of glad that I didn't have a fresh/soph homeroom because I would have been confused as to what they were supposed to do for an hour and a half.

I have gone a couple of weeks without going out on a date, having sex or doing anything with a man (besides Mike, but he's more like a brother), and I've been okay with it because I'm pretty tired of dating right now. However, I was feeling a little bored the other day and really wanted to just hang out. B was supposed to call me so that we could go out for drinks, but he didn't and I really wanted some kind of male association. He called on yesterday night and wanted to hang out, but at that time I made plans with Terry (Tam's cousin's cousin). At the same time I was getting calls from Keith asking me if I wanted to go dancing. I didn't feel like driving to Springfield so I declined Keith's offer and apparently he really wanted to see me because he mentioned going to see a late night movie. I honestly didnt' feel like it because the last time Keith and I hung out there was a great deal of awkward silence. I didn't feel like being bothered. Not only was Keith trying to go out with me, but Nathan, my myspace friend, was asking me if I wanted to have lunch with him this weekend. Man, I went from drought to downpour of men. I'm almost positive that Magicfingers will call me this weekend also. For some reason it always happens this way, I go through periods of no contact with the male species to having to juggle between men. Why can't they just come one at a time?

One pretty sweet benefit that I had with my old job was the constant communication through yahoo im. I became addicted, even though I only chatted with Mere and Mister daily, it was like my life blood. As soon as something would happen in our office Mere and I would be chatting bout it back and forth on IM. I couldn't hardly get any work done for the messages popping up. I also got to know Mister a little better through it because a lot of things that we wouldn't say to each other face to face we said on IM. It's been almost two days without it and my fingers are itching. I'm craving to know what's going on with my friends. I'm feigning to tell Mister every single detail that has bothered me going through all of this new teacher stuff, but I can't because I don't have access. As a teacher I won't even be able to go the bathroom at my disposal (no more colon cleanser for me :-) I hope that I would be able to make new best friends at my school because I need that one person that I can always rely on to complain to or to lend me a hand or an ear when needed. Teaching can be a lonely job because it's just u and the students. It's been difficult going without these past few days, but I'm sure I'll get through it. I hope my anxiety goes away soon. At least I still have text messaging on my phone. But I have to be a model and not use it during classroom hours. To not tempt myself I'm leaving my phone in the car.

On last night my friends took me out to celebrate my new beginnings and we stayed out way too long. I knew I the schedule said 7:30am, but I threw caution to the wind and let my hair down. I was sorry for it this morning. I didn't get up until 7 and I had to take a quicky shower and iron my clothes. I got to school at 7:35 and I almost paniced with anticipation (is there such a thing) because I was sure that I was going to be the only person late. I got there and there were all kinds of pple late. They failed to include in the agenda that 7:30 was a complimentary breakfast and that the festivities didn't start until 8. I was a little peeved, but I got through it. I was quite tired by the end of the day and a little bit overwhelmed because there was so much to get to know. When I taught before it was just me in an alternative school program so I didn't have to worry about all of the processes and routines that go on in urban high schools, I left feeling quite exhausted. The evalaution process frightened me. The co-chair of the evaluation committee didn't bit his tongue when he said that if u don't rate as at least satisfactory you would get the boot. There's so much we have to do for our evaluation. We have to create a portfolio (living document as they call it) that not just gives examples of things that we've done in the classroom, but ways we've improved things that we've done in the classroom. I'm signing up for the mentor program because I want all the help I can get. I was told that in order for me to be tenured I'd have to teach 4 continuous years, I didn't know that. I thought I already had one year under my belt. I understand now giving them the dog and pony show, but man there's a lot of pressure to be excellent for 4 years. I hope that the administration is very supportive. I hope I don't get the axe if I make a few mistakes.

I went to pick up my contract on Thursday. I'm pretty excited about my new job. I don't have anything on paper yet, but I've got a few ideas of projects that I want my students to do. We are on a block eight shedule so we will have plenty of time to work on things in the classroom. I went school shopping on Friday. I spent way too much money. My account is overdrawn by $15. Bummer. I need to watch that. I'm gonna run to the bank to deposit some money before they tack on a fee. I need to sign up for overdraft protection, but I haven't. Because I'm gonna be paid more money I can afford a savings account where I will have to keep at least $300 to keep it current. I'm so happy.

On Friday morning I had my exit interview and after a few tears and encouragement by the HR director I was really refreshed. I just needed to let out all of my frustrations. She was very empathetic and let me know that it sounded like my boss needed to be trained in her role as a supervisor. I expressed how I didn't like the tattling that went on the the open discusion of other people's business while students were around. I expressed how I felt about the secretary dictated what went on in the office by telling my boss when she wasn't happy with something and my boss would go to the person to have then change what they were doing to please the secretary. I expressed the pettiness that would go on over something as silly as a file in a cabinet. I wanted to express a few other things, but after my initial cry I didn't want to cry anymore. The HR director told me that I shouldn't have allowed these things to go on that long without saying anything, but I've tried to talk to my boss about things in a nonconfrontational manner, but she would always be defenseive and turn the tables on me like I was doing something wrong. I told the director it was difficult for me to talk to anyone about my frustions because I didn't feel I knew who to talk to. At any rate I'm leaving here with no hard feelings and no bridges burned.

I have the option to complete an exit interview before I leave my job. I decided that I was going to take advantage of that option and complete one. After finishing it I sent it to Mister and to Mere to read over it. They both were shocked at how honest I was in answering the questions. I included examples of incidents where I was being stabbed in the back and treated unfairly. After their initial reactions I decided to complete one that wasn't as harsh. In the updated interview I gave my supervisor the benefit of the doubt by stating that maybe there were misunderstandings going on and I just felt the way I felt because of the misunderstandings. However, as I'm working late this evening I see a clear example of being treated unfairly.

It is the secretaries duty to log hours into our computer system. I became lazy and only turned in my hours twice a month becuase it was easier for me to do them all at once instead of two or three a day. I liked my routine, however, the secretary didn't. She told my boss that she didn't like that I gave her all of my hours at once becuase it was too much for her to do at one time. My secretary plays games and does puzzles on the internet, yes I may have been messing up her schedule by giving her my hours to do all at once, but she could have just spread them out over a couple of days if it was too much to handle at once. So to appease her I decided to do them myself. Because it does take a little more than an hour for me to write up the logg and put it into the computer I would start to complete it one day and have to put my files back into the cabinet to finish them at a different date. This became cumbersome I would have to alphabetize the files and then take them all back out because I wouldn't remember who I've logged and who I didn't. Therefore, I started putting incomplete files in the back of the cabinet. My boss had a problem with taht because when she was looking for a file she couldnt got to the back of the cabinet to look for it and she made a rule that all files have to be alphabetized when they are put back into the cabinet. So, I needed to come up with another routine to finish my files without creating more work for myself. So I would leave them in my office and finish them in the morning. My boss didn't like that because she said that she didn't want to have to lookin my office for files if I happen to not come to work. So I said okay, I'll alphabetize the files. Not too much later I went into the cabinet and saw that there were files in the front of the cabinet that were left overnight unalphabetized. Because she wanted to be petty I decided to call her on it. I asked her if the rules had changed. She danced all around my question and then changed her own rule and said that files can be left if they are unfinished, but they must be immediately finished the next day. Okay, so I went back to my routine of putting the files in the back of the cabinet.

Everything was going cool until I had to go out of town for a few days. I left work on a Wednesday and had files that were uncomplete. These files I put in the back of the cabinet with the intention of finishing them on Monday when I got back. However, on Monday I didn't even remember that the files were there. Tuesday was a holiday and I didn't work on Wednesday, so on Thursday I guess the files were bothering her because she told me to make sure that I put them back in order that night before I left. Well unfortunately I didn't get to them because I had to tend to a student adn I decided that I'd come in early to put them in order. However, the next day, Friday, we had a student event planned off campus where I agreed to pick up a student for. The student didn't answer the door so I ended up getting to work with 10min. to spare. Because I didn't want to hear my boss complain bout the files being in the back of the cabinet I took them out and put them on my desk and figured that when we came back from the event I would alphabetize them and I did as such. However, my boss had a problem with them being on my desk and sent out a memo that files should not be left on the desk overnight. I guess she assumed that I left them the night before when in fact I hadn't. She then told her boss to have a meeting with us to tell us not to leave files on our desk overnight. Ugh!!!!

Now I tell this story to say that in my update of the exit interview I decided to give my boss the benefit of the doubt by saying that I felt that she treated me unfairly, but it may have been a misunderstanding. That was my thinking until tonight when I was putting files in the cabinet and I saw that the files that she mentioned to the secretary over a week ago that were out of order were still there out of order. Someone has left these files out of order all of this time and she hasn't said a word. My eyes teared up because she would nit pick and find things to scold me about, but when someone else does the exact same thing, she says nothing. I guess it really hit me in the face that she really doesn't like me. At first I was telling myself that this all was a misunderstanding, but I'm seeing that it's not. The sad this is that I cried over this fact. It's not fun when a person doesn't like you.

I've been with Magicfingers for the past two days and we decided to have a mini converstion about the state of our relationship. We came to the conclusion that we are simply going to be each other's booty call. I'm glad we had the conversation because that let me know that he wanted to be up front and not fake like he wanted more. I respect him for that because most guys would just pretent that they want more just to sleep with me. I have several friends who disagree with my decision to accept a physical relationship with him, however, I don't feel that there is anything wrong with it.

to be continued...

I've accumulated tons of stuff in my five years of working here and I was a little melancholy while packing. I began to realize that over 80% of this stuff I have in my office I've never used. I have a talent for collecting stuff. The board meeting is tonight where it will be voted on me getting the job. I can't wait until I get my contract. I was told that in order for me to keep the salary that was quoted to me I must pay back my refund that I took when I left six years ago. I'm not sure what that would be, but I'm surely going to pay it.

In other work related news, my boss hasn't changed one bit. She just came into my office to tell me that I needed to update my student's files. I've been doing this job for five years and just because she forgets to do certain things (our annual year end evaluation), don't mean that everyone does. I understand that it's her job to manage what goes on in this office, but she seems to manage the wrong things. I know that I need to update my files, I've been doing that for the past week. What I want to know is why she allows the secretary and penny to stab me in the back when I'm not here. Isn't she supposed to maintain a positive atmosphere and morale? I want to know why she doesn't put the secretary in check when she's being rude to students? Shouldn't assisting the students be our #1 goal? I want to know why it's said that our office has $10,000 to spend before August 31st and no one can find where the money is? Shouldn't she be the one controlling the budget? It burns my britches when she focuses on little nit picking things, when all of this other stuff is going on that she refuses to do anything about. At any rate, I wish her the best. They are planning a going away party for me on Friday. I hate to be fake and phony, but it seems that I'm going to have to put on a happy face and grin and bear it.

I've always known that my coworkers were backstabbers and my boss was as fickle as they come, but it's bad when they always cry "teamwork" and smile in your face. Not only did my secretary stab me in the back and try to get me into trouble, but also the lazy, insecure, Penny. Immediately after my quicky with Mister I went to work to type up my two weeks notice and turn it in. I was going to be rude and turn it into human resources and not tell my boss, but I wanted to go out without any bad feelings so I left her a quick e-mail. My boss called a meeting for Thursday. Of course Mere was thinking that the meeting was going to be about my resignation, but my boss didn't mention a thing to them. She just went on about the meeting and not only did she take her my job of talking about the fall welcome without me (she put me in charge of it, so why was she having a meeting about it without me being there. Not only that, but she told me that I had to do everything, I couldn't delegate task to no one) I digress. But she had this meeting about the fall welcome without me and she was making plans for me for the fall. The whole time Mere was laughing becuase she knew that I had turned in my resignation and that my boss knew that I turned it in, so she was just faking the meeting. During the meeting they talked about the activities for the day and Penny blurts out a snide comment about me telling her that I told her that I didn't care what workshop she did, but just to plan one. Ugh, that was not necessary. I shouldn't have to tell you want type of workshop to plan. Any fall welcome that we've plannned required everyone to come up with their own workshop. She was trying to make me look bad, but I'm sure that's going to come back on her because later on Mere told me that one of her students came into the office complaining about Penny and they way that she handles students. So she's trying to make me look bad, but none of my students want to be assigned to her. They hate her.

Later on in the day, Mere told me that my boss walks into her office and closes the door and says, "there has been a resignation, it's not me or Penny" Mere said that she was tripping because she was beaing around the bush. That only leaves me so why not just say that I turned in my resignation? What's all the faking about. She then goes on to tell Mere that she knew that I was resigning because she had been getting phone calls. I was shocked. My boss in not one of my references. Why is she being called when I especially put on every application that ask, do not contact my current employer. However, she went on to encourage Mere taht they would have to pull together since they are going to be so shorthanded--the secretary is retiring also. After my boss left Mere said the Penny came into her office trying to get info on why I was leaving and where I was going. Mere wouldn't say a word. She said the Penny kept saying that I was unhappy and that there have been problems. She was fishing for details.

All in all, I'm so happy to be leaving. Of course my new job will require me to actually work, but I love what I do and I"m sure I will love it there. I do however, know that there are backstabbers everywhere I will go, so I'm going to have to deal with it and I will.

I was on pins and needles waiting for them to call me. I couldn't sleep the night that I had the interview and the next day I was at work miserable thinking that I would have to suffer more time being where I'm not happy. I left work at 4 on Tuesday just as I have done always since January when they decided to change my hours and the minute I left my secretary goes to my boss and stabs me in the back. Now I know that she's a back stabber that's why I try to be on my p's and q's and not say much around her, but I didn't know that she would intentionally try to get me in trouble. She goes to my boss's office and tells her that I left early, "Doesn't Tay know that we aren't on summer hours anymore, she just left." My boss simply told her that she must be confused becauase my hours have always been 8-4 on Tues and Wed. I'm sure she felt pretty small because now she had something to nail me on, but it backfired. I thank Mere for watching my back and letting me know.

So I get home on Tuesday aroung 4:30 and my body forces me to take a nap because I had only slept a total of 8 hours in the past 48 hours. I was out, but I had to get up at a quarter to 6 to get to class. I phone and see a number that I didn't recognize and a voicemail. It was the school district. She called at 5 and now it was almost 6. I immediately called back pretty sure that no one would answer, but she does. It was Marcia calling to offer me the teaching position at a rate that is about 5 grand more than I make now. I was estatic. I started to pull over to the side of the road and praise Jesus, but I had a class to get to at 6 and I was already late. We talked contract and then got off the phone. All throughout class I was texting my friends to let them know that I got the job. My friends kept calling me and I kept having to leave class to tell them that I was in class and that I needed to text and not answer the phone. I was so elated and they were happy for me. After class I called Mister because I arranged to borrow his video camera to for my performance on Wednesday. I told him that I got the job and he was genuinely happy for me. Of course we got in a quicky before I left. I was happy bout the fact that he was happy for me.

On Wednesday my day was really busy. I took a friend to take a test for a state job and I decided to take a test also, just to see how poorly I would do. I passed with a B, but I was told that an A was needed if I wanted a job. I took the typing test and I did qualify at 48wpm. The test was for an office secretary, clerk type of job and I was surely underestimating what a secretary does. Man, the test was hard. I didn't know that alphabetizing was so difficult, but it was. After the test I took Cori, my friend who took the test, to lunch at Felice's for her b-day. Nathan, my new myspace buddy works there, so we got a chance to meet in person while we ate. After lunch we decided to walk downtown while we got to know Nathan. He's a really cute guy, but of course I was too shy around him and Cori to just let loose. It was promising before we left because he seemed like he really wanted to get to know me a little better. I was happy for that. Later on in the evening I had my recital that didn't to badly. I'll post about that later. We went for drinks and stayed out late. I think I got home at about 4 after dropping the video camera off at Mister's and really getting me some. All in all it was a really good day.

I love my job. I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, she's the bes!
I love her boss and all the rest.

I love my office and it's location.
I hate to have to go on vaction.
I love my furnitur, drab and grey,
And piles of paper that grow each day.

I love my computer and it's software;
I hug it often though it won't care.
I lvoe each program and every file,
I'd love them more if they worked a while.

I'm happy to be here, I am, I am.
I'm the happiest slave of the Firm, I am.
I love this work, I love these chores.
Ilove the meetings with dreadly bores.

I love my job-I'll say it again-
I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today,
In clean white coats to take me away!

--anonymous

I went to my interview on yesterday and I thought it went really well. There were only six questions:

Tell me about your background and how it relates to the job that I am applying for.

Tell me how you want students to see you.

Why do I want to teach.

How do you handle behavior management problems.

How would you handle a block 8 schedule.

I can't remember the other three. I was calm and relaxed and answered every question as complete as possible. I really focused on wanting to encourage students to succeed and being the inspiration and encouragment to help them to succeed. After the interview questions the asst. principal talked about the new school reform project that includes having students, freshmen and sophomore, separated into one of four different academies. Each academy will focus on a particular category of careers. Academy 1 will be arts, language arts, humanities. Academy 2 will be math and sciences, Academy 3 will be business and technology, and Academy 4 will be health and human services. The different academies will be apart of a team. The purpose is to help foster relationships between students and teachers in the hopes that it will help students to be more successful. I've been sitting on pins and needles wondering if I got the job. I think that I did good in the interview, but there's always someone better. I couldn't sleep last night thinking that I didn't get it and how miserable I would be if I had to stay in my current job. I feel like it's so close, but yet so far away. If I don't get it I'll feel like I'm being punished by bad karma. I'll think that my passive aggressiveness is catching up to me. I'll think that I've been too prideful and that this is a humbling experience. I'll be so devastated. I was depressed last night thinking about it. I stayed up late listening to aretha franklin and eating cupcakes. Man, I need a new life.