February 10, 2006
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My Effed Up Heart.
Oh my gosh. Reading about mushy engagement stories on xanga makes my heart gush up and bleed and my eyes tear up a little. (Keep in mind that most of the stories that are up on the pages are probably the most successful stories out there just because if someone got rejected, I’m sure they won’t blog away at his/her sorrow of being dumped.)
Here’s one that is really sweet, (www.xanga.com/blackhand) but if you’re weak at heart like me, then prepare and make sure you’re not talking to your boyfriend right now, incase your emotions rushes into asking him the question yourself. Which would be a shame — very sorry to say.
My First Day.
My first day of being a Teacher’s Assistant at Markville Secondary School was I don’t know how else to put it, but an emotional shock. Going back to highschool was like digging up the long-before pages in a lifetime journal. Eventhough it was maybe a year and a little bit over ago that I was myself a highschooler, I still felt out of place. The teachers would ride up on all the student’s backs: “Where were you?”, “Why are you late?”, “Where are you suppose to be right now?”. Even taking attendance felt “old” to me.
It’s funny, because in university they give you so much room and options that basically no one even realizes that liberation until they get back to a confined space.
I got in “trouble” within an hour of my presence at the highschool. Apparently, it was ‘Wellness’ day today and they usually give inspirational speeches/assemblies in the morning. So while I was waiting for Ms.Williams to come out of the assembly, my ol’ highschool friends, Cory and AJ, trotted along the hallways (all the while skipping class/assembly) to talk to me.
Of course, it’s always my luck to be in the worst place I could be. The vice-principal came and questioned us and why we’re just loitering. AJ and Cory got thrown back in the assembly and I was left there to wait. Later on, Ms.Williams told me that she talked to the vice earlier and how the vice thought I was unprofessional today by sitting with the students, while they were skipping class.
Let me tell you, that is a bad start for a first day!! Let alone, a bad impression to begin with!
I personally apologized to the VP afterwards, but I still feel a stone in my heart.
It’s hard being strict and teacher-ish, when really I’m just a student at heart.
Comments (3)
Nah, I’m applying to York and UfT, but I bet these are the kind of ubiquitous questions that all universities demand.
Ack, so much for first impressions. Not to worry, people have short memories.
Is this your old highschool? I’ve head that teaching students that are placed in their alma maters are often in store for a rude awakening by seeing that their old teachers weren’t the all knowing archetypes of education as they once thought.
I like the new photography Ellen. I haven’t changed my layout in ages…just too lazy.
The proposal was good, but I still liked the one I sent you better
. It’s weird to think there are guys out there like that…who will go through every intricate detail and capture it moment by moment. But that’s only because I’ve been in fucked up relationships…and while I love my boyfriend right now, I can’t say he’s the one until he’s the one. Even then, I could see myself proposing to him rather than it being done the traditional way. You know what I mean.
Anyways, good luck with the TA job.
hey Nelle!! thanks for all the advice! =) I heard something like that about the sales too. how’s the teaching assisting going? that’s so cool that you’re getting the chance to teach and have that experience. =) I’m sure things will get better and maybe people are getting old and grumpy and just crave order and organization. =/
anyways! hope you’re well!!
hope I see you sometime soon,
Stella