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Sigma man hasn't text me, emailed, or nothing. Dag, I can sure run em off. I don't like it when guys can't be real. If it was about sex, why not just let me know. Ugh, don't act like it will be more. Ok, I can assume that he's not talking to me because I won't have sex with him, but maybe it's because I told him I prayed for him. As much craziness that's going on, I need all the prayer I can get so when a friend says he/she prayed for me, I thank them. Oh, well, I still hear wedding bells.......

Magic fingers was at school on Wednesday, Ugh, I had a scarf on, not my prettiest, but oh well. The dean asked me out. I was being nice when he asked me to guess his age and I said 37. Honestly he looked about 47, but he then told me he was 55. He's a grandpa. My children would be his grandchildren's age. Hahahaha. He's a nice man. I told him I'd go to lunch with him. I'm thinking as a colleague, not as a date, but I didn't tell him that. Mr. B called me. I've been good about avoiding him, but I will say I do miss his companionship. Dag, I need to make some new friends.

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In other news, Sigma man is quite confusing. I don't know what he wants. One minute he seems to want a relationship and when I try to hook him up with somebody he gets defense and says I don't know what I want. I hate people that don' t say what they want. Ugh. It gives me a headache cause I"m not gonna guess or assume that u want me. No, I don't want to have sex, but I do want a man and if u gotta have sex with me to be in a relationship with me, then I'm sorry I don't want the relationship. Why is he being difficult.

He did send me a really nice HNT.

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After a night of tossing and turning--Mr. B called me and wanted to flirt and Sigma man got me into a frenzy talking about sex, I finally went to sleep around 2 or was it 3? I don't know, but at about 4 my bed started shaking and the windows started rattling and I jumped up and at first I thought maybe a car had crashed into the building and caused it to shake or something, but then, as I was putting my rode on to cover my nude body, I realized that either it was an earthquake or Jesus was coming back and I quickly went for my shoes just in case I needed to duck and dodge falling things while turning the tv to the news station (whew, long sentence). There was nothing on the news about an earthquake so I stayed up and watched and watched and when the 5am news came on the weather man kept intermingling his experience with the quake in between telling us the weather. It was an experience I might add. My little brother called me to tell me he was scared. Why he called me, I'm not sure, but he did. I don't think I like my first experience with the quake. I hope it's the last. When I was in my classroom taking a break from the meeting, my cabinets started to shake and I later found out that there was another mini quake. I don't know if it was the after shocks or not, but it scared me too.

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I got to work on Thursday and as I was walking to the main office the principal's secretary grabbed me into her office. She stated that she needed to schedule a time for my interview on tomorrow (Friday) Hunh? WHAT? I thought I wasn't in the running. That's what the principal told me. WHAT is going on? I was quite hesitant, but she said that the principal wasn't going to be available for some of the interviews, but she wanted to make sure she was there for mine. Huhn? WHAT? So she penned me in at 11. Grrr. I immediately went to my dept chair and expressed my fear. "I'm scared" was the first thing that came out of my mouth. He gave me a pep talk and after talking to him I called Mere. Talking to her comforted me, but not enough so I went to talk to one of the dean's. I asked him if he was on the committee and he replied that he was and I began to walk out of the office because I couldn't talk to him, but he told me to sit and talk. He gave me a pep talk and offerred me a book taht he reads when interviewing. He then told me to get a book from one of the other asst principals. Well, I didn't get much reading done because I had meetings on Thurs evening, but on Friday I wasn't as nervous as I'd thought I would be. But I went in for the interview and it started. I fumbled, I spoke over my words, I misspronounced word, ugh. They asked me: Define professionalism. Hunh, what? I had to answer what the difference btw a manager and a leader. I had to answer how I would address the issues of the high drop out rate and the high truancy rate at our school. I was asked how I wanted students, parents, and teachers to view me and how would I respond to a teacher who didn't like my decision of a referral that was sent. I was also asked how I would address a parent who says that I don't like his/her student. At the end I had an opportunity to add anything else and also and opportunity to ask questions. I had a question to ask, but my mind went blank. Ugh. I was embarrassed. I went back to my classroom and needed a pick me up, but I decided to let my speaker finish her lesson. I wanted to go to take a nap afterwards, but I stayed. I did sleep go to sleep when I got him at around 4:30. I didn't get up until it was time to work out at 7:30 am this morning.

I feel fat. I was doing really good with my diet and exercise and I was down 12lbs, but I've seem to have gained some of it back. I can still fit into a 12 comfortable, but I'm supposed to be losing weight, not picking it back up. Ugh. Sigma man emailed me today. I'm just not really feeling him. I need someone more assertive.

My sis and her friends fam
V plus and the Alphas
The founders
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Me and My sis
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So Sigma guy and I have been hitting it off via text messaging and emails. I haven't figured him out. I tried to pawn him off on one of my friends, but he wasn't having it. I don't know. I'm trying to move cautiously, but my emotions are battling with my head...

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About a month ago Magicfingers was at the school assisting with the boys track team. I was sure that I'd see him one day and I prayed that when I did I was looking my best and my prayers were answered. However, as I walked to my classroom I tried to sneak past him without him noticing, but of course he noticed me and began to speak. I politely greeted him, but was a little caught off guard when he came over to hold a conversation. I didn't want to talk to him. Why would I want to talk to someone who stalked me, hunted me down, told me all kinds of lies of how he missed just to get me back into bed then to turn around and not speak to me in public? Why would I want to torture myself? Well, I didn't so I spoke and was trying to keep it moving by holding a conversation with one of my students who came up to talk to me. Well apparently this ruffled a few feathers because now a month later he nearly runs me down on the parking lot at school to ask me why I blew him off? What? Huh? Blew u off? I spoke!! U were the one who pretended to not see me in the post office. It was u who blew me off!!! What this my subconscious way of paying him back? I don't know, but I spoke and kept it moving because a year ago that's what u wanted to do. So now he's holding me up in the parking lot on a Friday afternoon and I'm trying to get home. He wants to talk. About what? There is nothing there. I don't want u. Of course if I needed, wanted a good roll in the hay, I would give u a call because I know that's what u want, but I'm past that. I've grown up. Fool me once, shame on u, fool me twice shame on me and I've been shamed and I'll never do it again!!

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After applying for the dean's job at my school, I rushed to get my paperwork done to complete my certification. When I got back from my trip my certification packet was in the mail and I rushed to the Regional Office of Education to file my packet. I paid my $30 and waited. An hour later I got a call from the ROE stating that my social security number on my paper was incorrectly. GRRRRR!! I had to copy my ss card and took it to them after spending the evening shuffling throug papers on my desk looking for my "important papers" file. I praised Jesus for finding it because it not only contained my ss card, but my "hard to get" birth certificate also. After taking the card to confirm that I am who I say I am, she let me know that she would put me in the computer and that I should recieve my certificate in the mail in 6-8 weeks. Whew!!

Well, I looked on the ISBE website today and it proclaimed that I indeed have obtained my Type 75. Yay me!!! Milestone accomplished!! Now, what's next?