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Lately, I'm starting to get huge anxiety attacks for no reason whatsoever. Yesterday, I was on the phone with Amy and my mind just started running through all these "worst case scenarios" ranging from the tiniest (did i feed the dog?) to the largest (am I really happy?). It just felt like the walls were closing in around me and I was having trouble breathing. It wasn't anything to go to the hospital over and it only lasted a few seconds, but it got me wondering.
I might be a touch manic, but then again, we all are a little.
School is going great. I really like my district. I wrote that whole heart-throb entry last time and I almost thought it would bite me in the ass. But seriously, I put up with some crappy meetings monday and two today. I skipped a bunch and I'm actually done now with no consequences! I have to get a mentor and go through the Praxis III stuff to make my Ohio certification renewed. (Had to basically start over in Ohio on my teaching certificate status since I taught less than three years in LA). I am trying to convince the new choir teacher at West to be my mentor since they haven't found a music person yet. I mean how awesome is that? The people in charge of mentors wanted to make sure that I got a music person to mentor me. Holy shit, I almost had a heart attack when she told me that was a priority for her. It made sense and I crapped my pants in shock.
Anyway. Band is good. I love these kids lately. Tomorrow I will probably write here saying they suck harder than hoover, but right now they kick ass. They get better every time they take the field. That's all you can ever ask for. I attribute a big chunk of that to our renovated "alternates program." That's ok if you don't want to work or you have excuses, someone else can march that spot while you sit on the sideline and nurse your mentally-induced injury.
I'm out. Prayers with Josh Brown (the tuba player, not the pro kicker).
I might be a touch manic, but then again, we all are a little.
School is going great. I really like my district. I wrote that whole heart-throb entry last time and I almost thought it would bite me in the ass. But seriously, I put up with some crappy meetings monday and two today. I skipped a bunch and I'm actually done now with no consequences! I have to get a mentor and go through the Praxis III stuff to make my Ohio certification renewed. (Had to basically start over in Ohio on my teaching certificate status since I taught less than three years in LA). I am trying to convince the new choir teacher at West to be my mentor since they haven't found a music person yet. I mean how awesome is that? The people in charge of mentors wanted to make sure that I got a music person to mentor me. Holy shit, I almost had a heart attack when she told me that was a priority for her. It made sense and I crapped my pants in shock.
Anyway. Band is good. I love these kids lately. Tomorrow I will probably write here saying they suck harder than hoover, but right now they kick ass. They get better every time they take the field. That's all you can ever ask for. I attribute a big chunk of that to our renovated "alternates program." That's ok if you don't want to work or you have excuses, someone else can march that spot while you sit on the sideline and nurse your mentally-induced injury.
I'm out. Prayers with Josh Brown (the tuba player, not the pro kicker).