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i hadn't planned on updating this...
but it does offer a bit of solitude that i cannot find in myspace. thus. i'm baaack. at least for this entry.
my life is forever changed. it's crazy how much i've grown up because of twenty-one little first grade students. but, hey, they're great. i have an identity that stretches beyond "crazy meg". i'm not just the girl that drinks heavily at the beginning of the night so she passes out around 1, where most people are up until 4. i'm not just the girl who you can count on to say wildly inappropriate things without meaning to say them--(such as, "i just wanna put my face in it and eat it up."--me on mac and cheese. or, "i am NOT slow."--me on the pace of an old relationship...but, yeah, it's not as it sounds, or perhaps you'd like this one, "i don't have my v-card. and it's obvious!"--me about a credit card. heh. oops.)
random.
my personal life is pretty much dead during the week. i get up between 6-6:30, and find myself passing out around 10 PM. it's oh, so, sad. i would feel weird, too, if i didn't know my friends going through the program with me aren't doing the same thing. my day begins at the school around 8. i spend the day teaching the children lessons that my coteacher and i created. we have completely changed their schedule, because we hated to see them sitting alone and working on worksheets. so... we revamped (more than likely against our idiot mentor teacher's wishes, but oh well) and the children have taken so much to us. it's great for them, and a shitload of work for us. i mean, when i get home, i spend from that time until i go to bed doing lessons for the children. not to mention, i spend at least one whole day of my weekend doing the same stuff. it's my goal to have the students read directly from their textbooks as little as possible. i've already created so many games related to their reading... and they remember the games better than they absorb the *blah* textbook stuff. so, ha.
but, it's worth it. when one of my first grade students looked at me and said, "you are my most favoritest teacher ever." i wouldn't make a good surgeon... i definitely wouldn't make a good rapper... but i will make an awesome teacher. it fits me better than i could have hoped for. when i'm in front of the class and we've got a great discussion going, i think of more and more creative ideas to relate their lessons to their lives. their assessment scores have skyrocketed since we've been there. we've helped them developed friendships (6 of the students told us they didn't have a single friend in class... we changed that). and i've created activities that are personal, and make the students "feel really special" (my coach's notes).
i've lost a bit of weight since i started student teaching. we can't eat in the school's cafeteria... so i have to eat out of a lovely lunchbag. i hate cold food everyday, so my appetite is pretty much gone to crap. i pretty much have to force myself to eat my plain turkey sandwich, fruit snacks, banana, and whatever else i remember to pack. i feel like i'm going to start to look meager.
i've been listening to a lot of brit rock as of late. i have everything from the pink spiders to james blunt. the music is as good as the lyrics are. and, of course, i'm always in love with death cab for cutie. they are, by far, my favorite band. as me this a year ago, i might still have been stuck on something shitty like john mayer.
my weekend is filled with catching up on all the stuff i had to miss out on during the week. i like to party-hop, ya know... it's hard to do this in indy. but, hey, i do my best. i've been to purdue and iu since the start of student teaching. i still have yet to visit any iu bars.. and i even went to school there. shame, shame. who's going to take me and show me the ropes?! anyone...?!
my dating life is...well...it's weird. it's not incomplete. i am happy in my personal life. now i just need someone who truly can captivate me. one of my best guy friends and i were talking last night, and he helped me realize that i am an entertainer, and i need to be entertained. it's true. i just tend to forget that it is. if i'm not laughing with someone else... i'm doing my best to make myself laugh. well, i'd rather someone else make me laugh than i make myself laugh. i could never be with someone who doesn't have a goofy, nerdy (well, not light saber nerdy) personality like me.
okay. enough typing for now. that was pretty painless.
--meg
but it does offer a bit of solitude that i cannot find in myspace. thus. i'm baaack. at least for this entry.
my life is forever changed. it's crazy how much i've grown up because of twenty-one little first grade students. but, hey, they're great. i have an identity that stretches beyond "crazy meg". i'm not just the girl that drinks heavily at the beginning of the night so she passes out around 1, where most people are up until 4. i'm not just the girl who you can count on to say wildly inappropriate things without meaning to say them--(such as, "i just wanna put my face in it and eat it up."--me on mac and cheese. or, "i am NOT slow."--me on the pace of an old relationship...but, yeah, it's not as it sounds, or perhaps you'd like this one, "i don't have my v-card. and it's obvious!"--me about a credit card. heh. oops.)
random.
my personal life is pretty much dead during the week. i get up between 6-6:30, and find myself passing out around 10 PM. it's oh, so, sad. i would feel weird, too, if i didn't know my friends going through the program with me aren't doing the same thing. my day begins at the school around 8. i spend the day teaching the children lessons that my coteacher and i created. we have completely changed their schedule, because we hated to see them sitting alone and working on worksheets. so... we revamped (more than likely against our idiot mentor teacher's wishes, but oh well) and the children have taken so much to us. it's great for them, and a shitload of work for us. i mean, when i get home, i spend from that time until i go to bed doing lessons for the children. not to mention, i spend at least one whole day of my weekend doing the same stuff. it's my goal to have the students read directly from their textbooks as little as possible. i've already created so many games related to their reading... and they remember the games better than they absorb the *blah* textbook stuff. so, ha.
but, it's worth it. when one of my first grade students looked at me and said, "you are my most favoritest teacher ever." i wouldn't make a good surgeon... i definitely wouldn't make a good rapper... but i will make an awesome teacher. it fits me better than i could have hoped for. when i'm in front of the class and we've got a great discussion going, i think of more and more creative ideas to relate their lessons to their lives. their assessment scores have skyrocketed since we've been there. we've helped them developed friendships (6 of the students told us they didn't have a single friend in class... we changed that). and i've created activities that are personal, and make the students "feel really special" (my coach's notes).
i've lost a bit of weight since i started student teaching. we can't eat in the school's cafeteria... so i have to eat out of a lovely lunchbag. i hate cold food everyday, so my appetite is pretty much gone to crap. i pretty much have to force myself to eat my plain turkey sandwich, fruit snacks, banana, and whatever else i remember to pack. i feel like i'm going to start to look meager.
i've been listening to a lot of brit rock as of late. i have everything from the pink spiders to james blunt. the music is as good as the lyrics are. and, of course, i'm always in love with death cab for cutie. they are, by far, my favorite band. as me this a year ago, i might still have been stuck on something shitty like john mayer.
my weekend is filled with catching up on all the stuff i had to miss out on during the week. i like to party-hop, ya know... it's hard to do this in indy. but, hey, i do my best. i've been to purdue and iu since the start of student teaching. i still have yet to visit any iu bars.. and i even went to school there. shame, shame. who's going to take me and show me the ropes?! anyone...?!
my dating life is...well...it's weird. it's not incomplete. i am happy in my personal life. now i just need someone who truly can captivate me. one of my best guy friends and i were talking last night, and he helped me realize that i am an entertainer, and i need to be entertained. it's true. i just tend to forget that it is. if i'm not laughing with someone else... i'm doing my best to make myself laugh. well, i'd rather someone else make me laugh than i make myself laugh. i could never be with someone who doesn't have a goofy, nerdy (well, not light saber nerdy) personality like me.
okay. enough typing for now. that was pretty painless.
--meg