Make the madness stop!
So it's Wednesday and I've already probably had the worst week of all time. Let's start from the beginning... Monday was an aweful day at school because my co-teacher didn't let me do ANYTHING. I am basically paid to do nothing. Then on Tuesday I was ofcourse a wreck.... I should have never turned on the t.v. I've never really had a break down per say, but now I can definitely say I've had one. My students were freaked out and kept asking if somebody died and if I was okay and much much more. Well, my co-teacher and I had a confrontation as well so I was upset (again). But that talk was really really helpful.
Now we get to today - hold me, ugh. I went to school and spoke with my supervisor about my co-teacher situation and the fact that our numbers in chorus are so low that I will probably be moved out of the classroom. He proceeded to tell me that the whole school is low on enrollment so the county office might ask the school to "displace" some teachers and those teacher will be placed at another school in this county (grrreat). Then I went to plan with my co-teacher and found her working with a language arts teacher on her application for an award at the school. She then proceeded to tell the other teacher about her great program she implemented this year... by the way, I made up the program back at William Hart and implemented it here at my new school. SHE'S TAKING CREDIT FOR SOMETHING I CREATED back HOME of all places. It made me feel sick to know that something I created back home is being taken and sold as someone elses for reasons that piss me off anymore. Then I get home today and find a letter to vacate on my door. Apparently I make too much money to live in my home. So I have 60 days to find a new place, pay for movers, pay for a downpayment, and move.... awesome. So I wanted some comfort food and decided to order pizza... well I get a phone call from the pizza place and they say "sorry we don't deliver to your complex anymore because our delivery man was robbed at gun point earlier this morning". Awesome - getting kicked out of the apartment complex AND can't get pizza delivered here.
And oh yeah - there are three police cars with a canine unit two buildings down from mine. GREAT!
Can't get much worse, right? ha!
My day is getting a little better, I'm trying to look at these situations as something more positive. My apartment complex is really unsafe - so they are doing me a favor by asking me to vacate (I wish I just had a ton of money saved up so I would be okay) and maybe not getting pizza is good considering I'm on a diet. Ha!
Alright, time for Project Runway.... I'm going to stop complaining now.
:o)
R
Now we get to today - hold me, ugh. I went to school and spoke with my supervisor about my co-teacher situation and the fact that our numbers in chorus are so low that I will probably be moved out of the classroom. He proceeded to tell me that the whole school is low on enrollment so the county office might ask the school to "displace" some teachers and those teacher will be placed at another school in this county (grrreat). Then I went to plan with my co-teacher and found her working with a language arts teacher on her application for an award at the school. She then proceeded to tell the other teacher about her great program she implemented this year... by the way, I made up the program back at William Hart and implemented it here at my new school. SHE'S TAKING CREDIT FOR SOMETHING I CREATED back HOME of all places. It made me feel sick to know that something I created back home is being taken and sold as someone elses for reasons that piss me off anymore. Then I get home today and find a letter to vacate on my door. Apparently I make too much money to live in my home. So I have 60 days to find a new place, pay for movers, pay for a downpayment, and move.... awesome. So I wanted some comfort food and decided to order pizza... well I get a phone call from the pizza place and they say "sorry we don't deliver to your complex anymore because our delivery man was robbed at gun point earlier this morning". Awesome - getting kicked out of the apartment complex AND can't get pizza delivered here.
And oh yeah - there are three police cars with a canine unit two buildings down from mine. GREAT!
Can't get much worse, right? ha!
My day is getting a little better, I'm trying to look at these situations as something more positive. My apartment complex is really unsafe - so they are doing me a favor by asking me to vacate (I wish I just had a ton of money saved up so I would be okay) and maybe not getting pizza is good considering I'm on a diet. Ha!
Alright, time for Project Runway.... I'm going to stop complaining now.
:o)
R