This job is anxiety and stress up the wazoo. And I don't even work at a badly-behaved nor poorly-managed school. I actually have tons of support from co-workers and administration staff. Yet I am constantly on edge, except like on Saturdays which is my one day to relax. THIS SHIT IS FOR REAL, SON.
In other news, my sixth grade girls were telling me which boys they like and were always shocked that I could guess who liked whom or who used to date whom like I was never eleven years old, bitch please.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Panic attack
Wow, it's been almost a month. School starts on Monday. How did this happen?! I am so not prepared. I feel like I'm going to have my students in front of me, try to say something in Spanish, and gibberish will come out.
Also, my regional director went around adding all everyone on Facebook. Who the fuck does she think she is! She doesn't get to see pictures of me being a dumbfuck in college! That is confidential material only for people I trust, like randos from high school or friends of friends I met one time at a party.
Also, my regional director went around adding all everyone on Facebook. Who the fuck does she think she is! She doesn't get to see pictures of me being a dumbfuck in college! That is confidential material only for people I trust, like randos from high school or friends of friends I met one time at a party.
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