I know how to act like I don't care
I'm a bad LJ-er. I claim to come back into the online blogging world, only to avoid it for months. Maybe I feel that my life is not exciting enough, my thoughts are not provoking enough and my randomness is just not quite random enough.
I completed my second day of practicum today. Not quite as awkward as the first day, thank god. I suppose there is a comfort level involved that I'll just have to wait to get to. I'll ride out the wave of awkwardness until Tuesday, when Easter is over and I get to exert my influence over three unsuspecting classes. They all seem like decent kids, so hopefully once real teaching begins again, I can get to know them better. It will just be nice to finish the whole thing altogether. 22 more days - I'm not included a PD Day, which will be either a "planning day" or some form of Professional Development, which will be enough of a change to make me not count it towards the placement as a whole.
The trip to Montreal was, as expected, amazing. I'm terribly sad that it is over, because it signifies the end of an era. Kate will move to France for the summer, James and I will be graduating and across the pond in September, and everyone is scattering. I don't know when the next adventure like that will be, if there ever will be again. I know there will be new adventures for all of us, but there truly is something magical when like-minded folks all come together just to explore and enjoy each other's company. Not to sound ridiculously cheesy, but I'm really lucky to have these people in my life, which is a nice thought now that I've come to the realization that some friendships of years past are not what they used to be.
I completed my second day of practicum today. Not quite as awkward as the first day, thank god. I suppose there is a comfort level involved that I'll just have to wait to get to. I'll ride out the wave of awkwardness until Tuesday, when Easter is over and I get to exert my influence over three unsuspecting classes. They all seem like decent kids, so hopefully once real teaching begins again, I can get to know them better. It will just be nice to finish the whole thing altogether. 22 more days - I'm not included a PD Day, which will be either a "planning day" or some form of Professional Development, which will be enough of a change to make me not count it towards the placement as a whole.
The trip to Montreal was, as expected, amazing. I'm terribly sad that it is over, because it signifies the end of an era. Kate will move to France for the summer, James and I will be graduating and across the pond in September, and everyone is scattering. I don't know when the next adventure like that will be, if there ever will be again. I know there will be new adventures for all of us, but there truly is something magical when like-minded folks all come together just to explore and enjoy each other's company. Not to sound ridiculously cheesy, but I'm really lucky to have these people in my life, which is a nice thought now that I've come to the realization that some friendships of years past are not what they used to be.