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it's been a few weeks, and it's hard to say how i feel yet. i'm not entirely thrilled, but nothing is ever the adventure you think it's going to be. you still have to get up in the morning and go to a job that you don't like. and yes it's true i don't like my job. it's only been three weeks, but my first impressions are usually correct ones. i didn't learn math so i could tell seventh graders to stop calling each other stupid, and to not use the pencil sharpener while i'm talking. i'm not supposed to be a teacher, and as i think back on all the teaching experiences i've had, large and small, i haven't truly enjoyed any of them. i enjoy working alone and accomplishing tasks that don't rely on the performance of 12-year-olds. the worst part about not liking my job is i really like my kids this year. they are really well-behaved. the principal is really supportive--he borrows my cds and gives me high fives in the hallway. and i'm still not happy. i hate grading papers. i hate making lesson plans. and i hate standing at the front of the room wanting to go home way more than my students do. maybe by the end of the year i'll enjoy getting up for work in the morning, but i won't hold my breath, and in the meantime i'm going to start going for a master's in... something else.
phoenix is good. it's entirely too hot here, but i'm told by natives that this weather will subside soon. the scenery is amazing, and i'm always blown away by the mountains alongside of me as i drive to work every morning. i miss everyone, and i fantasize about people coming to visit, so start planning your trip.
phoenix is good. it's entirely too hot here, but i'm told by natives that this weather will subside soon. the scenery is amazing, and i'm always blown away by the mountains alongside of me as i drive to work every morning. i miss everyone, and i fantasize about people coming to visit, so start planning your trip.