I have spent about 5 hours on two job applications, and I am not done. This is unbelievable! Granted, teaching is an intense job and you need to be vetted in order to even be a consideration for the position, but my goodness they practically want my grade report from 2nd trimester of every year ending in an even number, but not including those which experience a lunar eclipse or presidential election. :(
I am just really frustrated because I have to scan items into my references to fill out additional documents regarding my performance. I feel like I may be overwhelming them with paper.
Plus, I should be in the library working on my thesis, but the day has practically been wasted on this venture that could have probably been put off for another time.
Off to Kinkos for some scanning and mailing.
truly, the past month has been a total blur. i was so caught up in lesson plans, grading, behavior management, working, and maintaining my health that i forgot this day would eventually arrive. i didn’t have time to prepare myself for the departure depression or the question “what do i do now?” Obviously, i know that i need to finish my thesis, work to pay the bills, hunt for a teaching position, figure out my love life, SLEEP, and catch up with friends. but I don’t know how to go about it. more than that, i have been so busy and dedicated that i am not looking forward to tomorrow. no more 430am alarms, no more 5am coffee, no more 2 hour commutes (thank goodness for that), no more papers, no more lessons to plan, no more accommodations, no more tests, no more sleepless nights, no more smiling faces, no more 14 year old boy jokes, no more discussions. how am i going to fill this void tomorrow? i am almost afraid to sleep in tomorrow
my simple plan is to work more, go to the library, get back into exercise, and hopefully have some semblance of a social life. but most importantly, i need to find a job. my life depends upon it. now i am starting to feel that my relationship depends upon the job being in Everett. and i begin to wonder if i can live up to the expectations set before me by him, my peers, my family.
The regular people will walk out and be like ‘Oh that was…
All the average Potter fans will be like this,
And I will still be sitting in my seat like this,
And then everyone will try to get me out of the theatre and I’ll be like,
And when they finally drag me out i’ll be in the car like,