hopefully I start school in the fall at CSUCI.
get my master's in education, then a credential.
then teach at OHS.
I work there now with AVID, tutoring. It's a really great job and I have a lot of fun helping the kids learn. The kids? who the fuck am I kidding. I'm only 4 years older than some of them. it's creepy actually. I'm only 22 and I have a degree. haha. tight. whoops, back to the train of thought. Mrs. Beckham told me that if I stay with OHS until I get my credential, that I will pretty much have a guaranteed teaching job there. So I feel really excited for my future.
I also work for Tutorific, tutoring elementary school kids. This job is really difficult for me. I tutor mainly the kids who have ADD, or hate school, or hate everyone. They fucking suck. I hate that kids can be so disrespectful and obnoxious without regard. I've discovered that bribery is a great tool when trying to convince a very stubborn and bratty elementary school kid to participate. I've been making 2 friendship bracelet's and buying 2 tech decks a week for a month now. They like me now though, so they work. it's cool. But the calm is short-lived every time. They just get shitty again after 30 minutes of peace.
So basically the bracelets and tech decks buy me 30 minutes of attention. Time is expensive.
I also tutor a 7th grade autistic kid. He's a genius. It's crazy. But he loses focus so fast. And he gets set in on his toys or counting. Or just repeating everything I say. But when he makes progress it's the best feeling. but by far, this is the most frustrating job i've had. I want to help him so much and I want to make him better. But the sad fact is, that really, I can't. But i'm so relentless with everything that I have to get emotionally invested and almost have a need to help them learn. Which leads to stress that I shouldn't be feeling.
But I feel like I need to feel the way I do because if I just thought of it as a job, wouldn't that make me an apathetic dick who chooses to ignore the actual humanity of my student? okay, this topic sucks. moving on.
Then there's wedgewood. I'm quitting soon. It's just not really fun for me anymore. honestly, i just really want to grow out my beard. and keep it on.
So 4 jobs. and still, I feel lazy and unprepared for my student loans, which I'll have to start paying back in april.
I have a theory that I absolutely need to feel stressed in order to accomplish anything in my life. My life stagnates when i'm content.
my finger looks like shit, but the nail is growing back nicely. note to self: remove finger from slamming closet door's path next time.
i am absolutely and irreversibly in love with rachel lauren calvert.
she is all i can ever think about.
she is all i want to think about.
she is the love of my life.
and it's the happiest feeling ever.
I also, really, REALLY, want a dog. of my own.
preferably, this one:
or, this one:
goodnight, everybody.