Year: 2009
I feel almost normal
Must get newkitty Babbage to the Vet and fixed. He has harbls of DOOM. Babbage came to us from Woodland. When I was student teaching there a kid left him in the yard when she couldn’t bring him in. He was scared and would have been hit by a car. …
I just want it all to stop
I”m sick. From stress. I don’t even want to finish. I don’t even care about the grades. I’m not going back to this. I don’t think I want to be a teacher any longer–the kids were the only plus side of all of it and I don’t believe I want …
it’s broken
I was relieved, now I’m sad. I was sure, now unsure. I was unsure, now sure. I have no idea really what is next, only that it isn’t what I thought it was. It feels like a bit of my heart just died.
If the stress exceeds a critical value,the material will undergo plastic, or irreversible, deformation. This critical stress can be tensile or compressive.
With three weeks to go, I’m not going to make it. Not nablopomo, my graduate degree. (redacted) I study hours every night, write lesson plans, work on papers for more than 16 hours each weekend. What this tells me is that (redacted) Well then. I don’t know if I have …
where did it go?
I had a huge long post and it is gone! Where is it?! It uploaded. I’ll see where it went. Thank god I looked in the saved folder and checked the date on blogdesk. For some reason it was set for May 2009, weird. I have no idea. Anyway, posts …
Success in the affairs of life often serves to hide one’s abilities, whereas adversity frequently gives one an opportunity to discover them.~Horace
It was an interesting day. That seems like such a tepid way to say well, just about anything. We were able (we = two of my M.A.T. cohort and myself) to see /hear Chris Crutcher (noted author of many, several of them banned, books)to hear some presentations given by other …
lost posts
Not sure where they went. I will look for them and hopfully find them to upload. I published, and poof–all gone.
crossroads
I don’t know if I’ll get to keep this up and post tomorrow. I’m going to a Curriculum conference. I’m terrified of driving in unknown cities. I hate driving in unknown cities. I’m also at a crossroads for a big decision. This whole thing could have been a massive wrong …