July 29, 2010
July 28, 2010
Here's a quick recap of recent events:
1. I did not get the job I was hoping for. The reason for this is somewhat out of my control. I am bummed. It would have been a great job... and I even liked the principal! Sad face.
2. Each day, I visit the website that posts all teaching openings in my state and spend much more time than I'd like filling out lengthy applications and writing/revising/rewriting/editing the essays that accompany said applications. And to all the districts out there that require applicants to submit 5-7 essays... Why are you wasting my time? We both know you're not going to read them. Is this simply a tactic to see who has enough stamina to endure your crazy application process?
3. I am feeling more and more discouraged as time passes, job postings are fewer, and the new school year approaches. I love to teach. I want a job!
4. I started filling out applications for 4th and 5th grade positions despite the fact that my heart is really aching to teach middle school. I have not yet resorted to applying for K-3 positions. I hope I don't have to. Is that bad?
5. I think it will break my heart a little if I have to go back to subbing.
I promise I have done more with my recent life than worry about a job. I'll save those things for another post, I guess.
July 13, 2010
July 9, 2010
So, I'm driving home late last night with my parents from the Fire game.
The first rule in driving anywhere with my dad is that the ONLY acceptable music is the Oldies station. I gave up trying to fight this truth many years ago and learned to embrace "his" music.
So there we were, humming along and bopping our heads (okay... maybe I was alone in this part) to a playlist that is reminiscent of a long-gone era when the beats of this song began reverberating in my ears:
Maybe that's because it's from 1986. 1986!
Since when is any song from 1986 eligible for the Oldies station? I demand an explanation!
As a child of the 80s, I am seriously disturbed.
July 7, 2010
July 2, 2010
This week, I received not one but two invitations to the GBN Class of 2000 Reunion.
I didn't attend GBN. Ever.
I grew up in the district, so I'm in contact (thank you, Facebook) with several people from that time, but I moved after 7th grade. Yes... 7th grade.
So, imagine my surprise to receive an invitation to the high school reunion. I wondered two things:
- Was this a courtesy invite, extended because these girls thought I might actually want to attend and reunite with the friends of my past? OR
- Did I receive this invitation because these girls don't know (or forgot) that I didn't go to high school with them?
And if the latter is the case, should I be offended? Do they really think I would be that unmemorable?!
I mean, they obviously can't have any memories of me from high school. How do they account for that? Do they think that's because I suddenly became a big loser that couldn't hang in their social circles?
Either way, it made me laugh!