Today was the first time where I was able to notice the impact I am making in my students’ lives. A girl that had been in my class by scheduling error for the first month of school had recently been transferred into another language arts class and will occasionally poke her head in to ask a question, grab a piece of candy or just say hello. She isn’t disruptive, but rather a student who is always willing to lend an extra hand.
During fourth block’s twenty minutes of AR, she came to my door with tears in her eyes asking if she could talk to me because she felt I was the only teacher she trusted to talk to and she needed help calming down. My heart melted and I felt honored and remembered that these moments and bonds being built between teacher and student are exactly why I am in this profession. I helped her collect herself, gave her some witty, sarcastic words of advice and sent her to the bathroom to freshen up before she bravely headed back to class.
(Source: m-rexxx, via takingachanceinthisworld)
God, this statement is so true. If you’re through with someone: get over it. Who cares if a friend, stranger or anyone else goes for that person. All you have to do is remember that you were done with them for a reason.
I don’t think I ever want to get married.
I don’t know if its my age, current mentality, experience or opinions of others in marriage, but I don’t find it to be very appealing. I think there is just too much baggage that comes with marriage. Their family, new expenses, the potential lifetime together, the possibility of cheating, divorce, are they really even “the one”? I just don’t see why you can’t be with that one person forever without the legal written document of commitment. It seems that the more official something is, the more complicated it becomes until it absolutely repulses you. And, let’s be real, the very last thing I want to be to someone is repulsive.
I found out my grades the other day. First semester of grad school is officially completed and I have a 4.0. Damn, it feels good to be a smarty pants. Six more classes and two more semesters until I graduate and can search for a real life adult teaching job. I haven’t been this excited/proud of myself in awhile.
Jack’s Mannequin <3
I got to see one of my favorite bands out in Canandaigua last night. Andrew McMahon was amazing as usual and put on a panty-dropping show.
“You get in my car
Where its warm
You cannot forget
My hands all over you
so what’s another night
The seat’s rolled back, they can’t see
The rain’s the rain
Some air’d be good for you”
It’s funny. Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody. — The Catcher in the Rye J.D. Salinger