A Few Hormonal Thoughts
Ah, but ain't life great. As a forewarning, this is my hormonal week and I'm...well...hormonal. My life is practically perfect, but I feel a little sad. All the people I love (except my one true love) live so far away. Ry just moved out to PA without visiting me before he left. My sister, the yang to my ying, is in Seattle, Washington. My little bro, the extension to my creative mind, is in Florida living his dream of creative process. Melissa is the closest and I need to visit my hunny, but two hours can be quite the drive when our schedules are both so busy. My parents, who raised me, put diapers on my lovable butt, and put up with my crazy behavior, are also near by, but again, with the busy schedules. I kinda feel like everyone left me... Or at least left me in the dust.
I don't really know what I'm doing with my life. I'm substitute teaching now. Every morning I wake up early, go online, and find a job...if I'm lucky, which is pretty often. Last week I worked four days out of five. This week I've already worked two out of two days. For the most part I enjoy it. Every day is a clean slate; a different class, grade, or school. On the other hand, sometimes I wish my schedule was planned in advance instead of waking up every day not know if I'll work or not and where. So far I've learned that I like smaller class sizes, like five to eight students.
I don't know if I want to become a teacher. Children don't seem to respect their teachers anymore. They don't realize the reason teachers are tough on them is because teachers want what's best for the students. However, there are the students who genuinely want to do well. I don't know, how high of a percentage is worth it?
I hate not knowing what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. I'm so happy but so miserable at the same time. Of course I am hormonal and I did puke today and have a headache, so maybe I'm just hormonal and sick. I'd like to try more occupations out or perhaps go back to school, but I can't keep expecting my parents and Ben to always take care of me. I know others have just as many questions and insecurities as I do, but everyone once in a while I need to be selfish and melodramatic and cry "woe is me"
*shrugs* just a few hormonal thoughts
I don't really know what I'm doing with my life. I'm substitute teaching now. Every morning I wake up early, go online, and find a job...if I'm lucky, which is pretty often. Last week I worked four days out of five. This week I've already worked two out of two days. For the most part I enjoy it. Every day is a clean slate; a different class, grade, or school. On the other hand, sometimes I wish my schedule was planned in advance instead of waking up every day not know if I'll work or not and where. So far I've learned that I like smaller class sizes, like five to eight students.
I don't know if I want to become a teacher. Children don't seem to respect their teachers anymore. They don't realize the reason teachers are tough on them is because teachers want what's best for the students. However, there are the students who genuinely want to do well. I don't know, how high of a percentage is worth it?
I hate not knowing what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. I'm so happy but so miserable at the same time. Of course I am hormonal and I did puke today and have a headache, so maybe I'm just hormonal and sick. I'd like to try more occupations out or perhaps go back to school, but I can't keep expecting my parents and Ben to always take care of me. I know others have just as many questions and insecurities as I do, but everyone once in a while I need to be selfish and melodramatic and cry "woe is me"
*shrugs* just a few hormonal thoughts