Fucking moron.
Since my supervisor is advising me to follow my own classroom rules and not call myself stupid, I instead have to admit to myself that I have made some very poor choices of late.
Well, maybe not. It's really hard to tell. I only had a student teacher in my 4th grade science class and I barely remember her, so I have no one else's experience against which to compare my own. This makes me feel like I'm doing a shitty job because the only place I have to compare is against my mentor teacher, and she's freaking amazing.
I'll get better, I know it.
In the meantime, I'm sleepy.
Tomorrow, more teacher stuff at UPS.
Friday, maybe dance, and bowling.
Saturday, maybe a hell of a lot of dance, dance, and a date.
I used to only hate my life for 30 minutes every morning. It's starting to spread.
Well, maybe not. It's really hard to tell. I only had a student teacher in my 4th grade science class and I barely remember her, so I have no one else's experience against which to compare my own. This makes me feel like I'm doing a shitty job because the only place I have to compare is against my mentor teacher, and she's freaking amazing.
I'll get better, I know it.
In the meantime, I'm sleepy.
Tomorrow, more teacher stuff at UPS.
Friday, maybe dance, and bowling.
Saturday, maybe a hell of a lot of dance, dance, and a date.
I used to only hate my life for 30 minutes every morning. It's starting to spread.