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jf90se[ 03-2kflesaidofmewn vjkkl'asji94ep m. se4a sdfjrla;j.
I had forgotten how much stress effects me and how poorly I respond to it. Even without smoking. I've been trying to keep my cool. Especially at work. It's hard to describe some of the relationships I've built with my students. Often times they're too complicated and I don't think either myself or the student really understand the depths. 1) I'm not playing games anymore. A couple of students disrespect me on a continuous basis and I'm beginning to get into the habit of addressing it immediately when it happens. Often times talking to them one on one and just asking them what's going on is enough to get them to understand I care and I need them to cooperate. 2) All I'm doing is throwing shit against the wall and seeing what sticks. It's a horrible method but for the most part it works. 3) At times like these I really question whether or not I'm helping these kids. At least I don't lie to them. At least I don't make up grades.
Alex's family is here and although I love them all to death, I can't help but to wish they were gone, only for the reason that mother nature decided to bless me today and I just want to relax in my own home.
Tomorrow I'm expecting to stand in line for 6 hours to vote. Wednesday, perhaps get some lunch or something with Jessica. Thursday is date night. Friday is Coldplay in Orlando. Saturday is a Dez and Melanie visit(sorry Dez, I know I gotta call you) followed by Alex's brother John coming into town. Sunday/Monday John is with us and I have to make really strong headway on my presentation. The next weekend my mother is coming into town so we can work on getting save the date invites out because I keep getting harrassed. Soon after I leave for Cleveland, and I hope to god my presentation's done by then. I come home for three days after that then fly to TN for Thanksgiving. Aprile's birthday, Alex's birthday, Art Basal, two weeks of final grades and exams for the kids then Christmas and wedding planning. I'm fucking spent before the challenging stuff has even begun.
I just have to keep reminding myself to take small bites. Planning is key. That's the way I've been handling things so far and it's worked most of the time. That's how I managed it all in school. Started from the end and worked my way to the beginning, trying to spread what I could evenly on whatever days I had left. The only thing I'm scared of is work. I still have yet to get a good routine down that works well. Sometimes it feels I'm trying too hard. Other times I think I'm a giant slacker. Truth is, I don't know if I'm either one.
I'd like a cigarette for nothing more than an excuse to sit outside on my porch and stay there.
Periods are rough on my self esteem....
jf90se[ 03-2kflesaidofmewn vjkkl'asji94ep m. se4a sdfjrla;j.
I had forgotten how much stress effects me and how poorly I respond to it. Even without smoking. I've been trying to keep my cool. Especially at work. It's hard to describe some of the relationships I've built with my students. Often times they're too complicated and I don't think either myself or the student really understand the depths. 1) I'm not playing games anymore. A couple of students disrespect me on a continuous basis and I'm beginning to get into the habit of addressing it immediately when it happens. Often times talking to them one on one and just asking them what's going on is enough to get them to understand I care and I need them to cooperate. 2) All I'm doing is throwing shit against the wall and seeing what sticks. It's a horrible method but for the most part it works. 3) At times like these I really question whether or not I'm helping these kids. At least I don't lie to them. At least I don't make up grades.
Alex's family is here and although I love them all to death, I can't help but to wish they were gone, only for the reason that mother nature decided to bless me today and I just want to relax in my own home.
Tomorrow I'm expecting to stand in line for 6 hours to vote. Wednesday, perhaps get some lunch or something with Jessica. Thursday is date night. Friday is Coldplay in Orlando. Saturday is a Dez and Melanie visit(sorry Dez, I know I gotta call you) followed by Alex's brother John coming into town. Sunday/Monday John is with us and I have to make really strong headway on my presentation. The next weekend my mother is coming into town so we can work on getting save the date invites out because I keep getting harrassed. Soon after I leave for Cleveland, and I hope to god my presentation's done by then. I come home for three days after that then fly to TN for Thanksgiving. Aprile's birthday, Alex's birthday, Art Basal, two weeks of final grades and exams for the kids then Christmas and wedding planning. I'm fucking spent before the challenging stuff has even begun.
I just have to keep reminding myself to take small bites. Planning is key. That's the way I've been handling things so far and it's worked most of the time. That's how I managed it all in school. Started from the end and worked my way to the beginning, trying to spread what I could evenly on whatever days I had left. The only thing I'm scared of is work. I still have yet to get a good routine down that works well. Sometimes it feels I'm trying too hard. Other times I think I'm a giant slacker. Truth is, I don't know if I'm either one.
I'd like a cigarette for nothing more than an excuse to sit outside on my porch and stay there.
Periods are rough on my self esteem....