Long pause was long...
I just realized I haven't touched this journal since September. A lot hasn't happened and yet a lot has changed.
At the start of this month, my program was switched from teaching 7th grade to 8th grade. I'm actually pretty happy this happened since I've always taught 8th grade and the switch was for the better. I have honors and enrichment students, my first time ever teaching higher functioning students, and the students a extremely sweet and well-behaved. The switch was prompted because their teacher is out sick and apparently there was complaints by parents. But regardless of the reasons, I'm back with my beloved 8th grade and enjoying every moment of it.
I also start classes for my next masters, Special Ed and Education. I finished Literacy over the summer and after a long, annoying phone call found out that graduation won't be until June 2011 (WTH!) but I could get my diploma by the end of this year. Looks like I won't be going to my masters graduation, which is fine, unless the graduation is happening after my kids graduation then I might look into it.
Nick has been fantastic. He is still the ever growing ball of wonder ever. And I have no complaints about him. Home life is just exhausting and Ken is always being beaten up by my foul moods. He's a good sport about it, but I sometimes wonder how long can he handle this moody woman.
NYCC/NYAF not one of my best cons. I'm not going to complain or say much, but honestly I won't go back again unless its for free. Not that I think the con is bad, its fantastic for anyone who truly loves comic books and everything from that medium. I think I was turned off more by the annoying crowds so kids that went, I guess my tolerance for juvenile behavior is coming to an end.
Sometimes I wonder if I've grown out of the whole con scene. I entered into this scene later in my life, when I already finished college and was starting my career so my primary focus has always been on my life. And ever since I had Nick I feel like I'm more distanced from everyone. Yes, I have a kid, yes I have responsibilities, but I'm still me. Sure I don't have a lot of time for but hell in all honestly I never had that much time for it during my work year, now its just extended. Whatever, after having Nick I'm seeing a lot of people's true colors and I just honestly don't care. I'm just tired of being ignored or looked on oddly for whatever reason. Cosplay was suppose to be fun and all, making friends was a perk that quite honestly I don't feel anymore. I guess some of my friends from cosplay were just that and being that I'm less and less involved I'm no longer one of the cool kids. Whatever, I got a hubby and a chunky monkey to keep me happy and friends that are more than costumed acquaintances.
At the start of this month, my program was switched from teaching 7th grade to 8th grade. I'm actually pretty happy this happened since I've always taught 8th grade and the switch was for the better. I have honors and enrichment students, my first time ever teaching higher functioning students, and the students a extremely sweet and well-behaved. The switch was prompted because their teacher is out sick and apparently there was complaints by parents. But regardless of the reasons, I'm back with my beloved 8th grade and enjoying every moment of it.
I also start classes for my next masters, Special Ed and Education. I finished Literacy over the summer and after a long, annoying phone call found out that graduation won't be until June 2011 (WTH!) but I could get my diploma by the end of this year. Looks like I won't be going to my masters graduation, which is fine, unless the graduation is happening after my kids graduation then I might look into it.
Nick has been fantastic. He is still the ever growing ball of wonder ever. And I have no complaints about him. Home life is just exhausting and Ken is always being beaten up by my foul moods. He's a good sport about it, but I sometimes wonder how long can he handle this moody woman.
NYCC/NYAF not one of my best cons. I'm not going to complain or say much, but honestly I won't go back again unless its for free. Not that I think the con is bad, its fantastic for anyone who truly loves comic books and everything from that medium. I think I was turned off more by the annoying crowds so kids that went, I guess my tolerance for juvenile behavior is coming to an end.
Sometimes I wonder if I've grown out of the whole con scene. I entered into this scene later in my life, when I already finished college and was starting my career so my primary focus has always been on my life. And ever since I had Nick I feel like I'm more distanced from everyone. Yes, I have a kid, yes I have responsibilities, but I'm still me. Sure I don't have a lot of time for but hell in all honestly I never had that much time for it during my work year, now its just extended. Whatever, after having Nick I'm seeing a lot of people's true colors and I just honestly don't care. I'm just tired of being ignored or looked on oddly for whatever reason. Cosplay was suppose to be fun and all, making friends was a perk that quite honestly I don't feel anymore. I guess some of my friends from cosplay were just that and being that I'm less and less involved I'm no longer one of the cool kids. Whatever, I got a hubby and a chunky monkey to keep me happy and friends that are more than costumed acquaintances.