Survey says....
So this summer is by far my busiest.
But I haven't worked any overtime yet, and there isn't any peeking it's head around the corner in the future. And I'm not planning a trip to a foriegn country or anything drastic like that.
So what has made this summer so different?
I think most of it is that I have changed quite a bit in the last year. I don't know what did it, but I seem to have done a 180.
Two major changes: I am starting to fear procrastination of school work and other important things and I have this urge to be overly organized.
When we were younger, Amanda's organizational skills scared me. Strait up scared. No joke. She (you) had these skills for organizing things in a way I've never seen. My parent's house isn't organized like that. No one has ever explained how to organize anything. For instance. I just went to pack my lunch for tomorrow and all of the microwavable Glad and Ziploc containers are just thrown into this little cart and I can never find a lid to the container I have in my hand. Sure, we can walk through the house, but that's it. I can't find anything on this computer desk. There are just piles of paper all over. And my parents seriously wonder why I have organizational problems. People always say to put things away. But organization is more than putting things away if you have a problem with organizing. I am a mirror of my parents' image. So now I want to get really organized. Like, more organized than Amanda. (Sorry I keep using you, but I figure everyone knows how organized you are. I completely admire your organizational skills).
Procrastination. Wow. I used to use Live Journal to procrastinate. Now I am procrastinating doing updates on Live Journal because I want to get other stuff done. One thing is re-reading Harry Potter. With the last book coming out in less than a month, I want to be sure that I remember the important details so that I don't miss anything the first time I read the last book. I am so pumped for this book. No one can tell me what happens though. I'll be the last of us to read it. Mark Garety, Heather Braun, Darren, and I want to go to Indy for the weekend. The 21st and 22nd of July was the only weekend we could all go this summer. So I'm going to buy the book on July 22nd. Read as much of it as I can, and try to finish it before the weekend. I am going to do my best to stay away from the media that week too. I don't want to hear what happens. I am not reading any spoilers or anything. I'm not even going to look at the chapter titles. I'm going to have Darren or someone paper clip the chapter titles together so I don't look at them. When I first opened Half-Blood Prince, I accidently read the chapter title of "Phoenix Lament" or something like that. I was like "great Dumbledore dies, and I haven't even read the first word." Peachy. So I don't want to do that again. Anyway, I'm so not focused. Concentrate.
I am so paranoid that I won't get any of my projects done on time.
The first is my portfolio, which is due at Thanksgiving. I am bound and determined to have it done before school starts for some reason. I have been rewriting my notes for my INTASC principles at lunch breaks. And reading Harry Potter at night. I figure that July 22nd comes before August 3rd, but not by much. August 3rd is the end of my summer. Then I have the leadership retreat, a week, and then I move back to school to start stuff for the House.
And I have the PRAXIS II IN SEPTEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And that is when I go into full panic mode.
I was going over some review materials. Some of the stuff we have to know is like....WTF? This stuff exists? Luckily it is only over my content area and it is not over theories or anything like that. Let me tell ya, the theories for foreign language education are based around everything from hippies to Umbridges. (I'm reading Order of the Phoenix now). Half of them don't make sense. Like learning vocabulary with rods. Yes rods. This rod represents the verb tener. This rod represents the verb ir. Blah blah blah blah blah. How are you supposed to learn another language with a wooden rod? What does that have to do with anything. But apparently it works. If they say so.
So I'm working on my portfolio and trying to prepare for the Praxis and trying to get through Harry Potter this summer. Not to mention that I have been busy every weekend. I have a wedding this weekend. A graduation party (my godfather's daughter...definately should go...I mean, I used to live with this guy...I should go.) And my uncle is in fort wayne with his kids this weekend, and I haven't seen them since the oldest was barely sitting up. Now he has two more! So I should go.
I don't remember what is next weekend, but I'm sure there is something, and it is important.
Oh, last weekend was the greatest surprise party in the history of surprise parties. So amazing. We planned it for 2 months. Shawn didn't even know. In fact, he was so clueless that he invited co-workers over after work that day for some beers, saying that the only ones home were his wife, and his mom visiting from out of town. And then he started planning his own birthday party for the following weekend. When he got out of the car from running errands for his wife, he looked around at all the cars and asked, "Who is having the party?" (We all drove secondary vehicles so he wouldn't recognize the vehicles we usually drive to family functions). The look on his face....priceless.
Ok, so now you are basically up to date on my life.
I hope everything is splendid for all of you!
But I haven't worked any overtime yet, and there isn't any peeking it's head around the corner in the future. And I'm not planning a trip to a foriegn country or anything drastic like that.
So what has made this summer so different?
I think most of it is that I have changed quite a bit in the last year. I don't know what did it, but I seem to have done a 180.
Two major changes: I am starting to fear procrastination of school work and other important things and I have this urge to be overly organized.
When we were younger, Amanda's organizational skills scared me. Strait up scared. No joke. She (you) had these skills for organizing things in a way I've never seen. My parent's house isn't organized like that. No one has ever explained how to organize anything. For instance. I just went to pack my lunch for tomorrow and all of the microwavable Glad and Ziploc containers are just thrown into this little cart and I can never find a lid to the container I have in my hand. Sure, we can walk through the house, but that's it. I can't find anything on this computer desk. There are just piles of paper all over. And my parents seriously wonder why I have organizational problems. People always say to put things away. But organization is more than putting things away if you have a problem with organizing. I am a mirror of my parents' image. So now I want to get really organized. Like, more organized than Amanda. (Sorry I keep using you, but I figure everyone knows how organized you are. I completely admire your organizational skills).
Procrastination. Wow. I used to use Live Journal to procrastinate. Now I am procrastinating doing updates on Live Journal because I want to get other stuff done. One thing is re-reading Harry Potter. With the last book coming out in less than a month, I want to be sure that I remember the important details so that I don't miss anything the first time I read the last book. I am so pumped for this book. No one can tell me what happens though. I'll be the last of us to read it. Mark Garety, Heather Braun, Darren, and I want to go to Indy for the weekend. The 21st and 22nd of July was the only weekend we could all go this summer. So I'm going to buy the book on July 22nd. Read as much of it as I can, and try to finish it before the weekend. I am going to do my best to stay away from the media that week too. I don't want to hear what happens. I am not reading any spoilers or anything. I'm not even going to look at the chapter titles. I'm going to have Darren or someone paper clip the chapter titles together so I don't look at them. When I first opened Half-Blood Prince, I accidently read the chapter title of "Phoenix Lament" or something like that. I was like "great Dumbledore dies, and I haven't even read the first word." Peachy. So I don't want to do that again. Anyway, I'm so not focused. Concentrate.
I am so paranoid that I won't get any of my projects done on time.
The first is my portfolio, which is due at Thanksgiving. I am bound and determined to have it done before school starts for some reason. I have been rewriting my notes for my INTASC principles at lunch breaks. And reading Harry Potter at night. I figure that July 22nd comes before August 3rd, but not by much. August 3rd is the end of my summer. Then I have the leadership retreat, a week, and then I move back to school to start stuff for the House.
And I have the PRAXIS II IN SEPTEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And that is when I go into full panic mode.
I was going over some review materials. Some of the stuff we have to know is like....WTF? This stuff exists? Luckily it is only over my content area and it is not over theories or anything like that. Let me tell ya, the theories for foreign language education are based around everything from hippies to Umbridges. (I'm reading Order of the Phoenix now). Half of them don't make sense. Like learning vocabulary with rods. Yes rods. This rod represents the verb tener. This rod represents the verb ir. Blah blah blah blah blah. How are you supposed to learn another language with a wooden rod? What does that have to do with anything. But apparently it works. If they say so.
So I'm working on my portfolio and trying to prepare for the Praxis and trying to get through Harry Potter this summer. Not to mention that I have been busy every weekend. I have a wedding this weekend. A graduation party (my godfather's daughter...definately should go...I mean, I used to live with this guy...I should go.) And my uncle is in fort wayne with his kids this weekend, and I haven't seen them since the oldest was barely sitting up. Now he has two more! So I should go.
I don't remember what is next weekend, but I'm sure there is something, and it is important.
Oh, last weekend was the greatest surprise party in the history of surprise parties. So amazing. We planned it for 2 months. Shawn didn't even know. In fact, he was so clueless that he invited co-workers over after work that day for some beers, saying that the only ones home were his wife, and his mom visiting from out of town. And then he started planning his own birthday party for the following weekend. When he got out of the car from running errands for his wife, he looked around at all the cars and asked, "Who is having the party?" (We all drove secondary vehicles so he wouldn't recognize the vehicles we usually drive to family functions). The look on his face....priceless.
Ok, so now you are basically up to date on my life.
I hope everything is splendid for all of you!