Just a quick line to say two things:

1) Happy Thanksgiving flist (and those just wandering through)!!! I celebrated my favorite holiday by stuffing myself with truly grotesque amounts of food and drinking my good ol' stand-by, Jack and coke, surrounded by the fam.

How 'bout you?

2) I have posted my first (and so far only) new story of 2009, which makes this my least productive year to date.

...that's not actually something to celebrate, is it.

Anyway.

Everlong, for your Turkey Day reading pleasure, is posted at FF.Net.

Love ya, guys! ^_^

...mostly 'cause it ain't.

This first quarter has been fucking ridiculous in terms of workload.  I'm hoping next quarter I'll be able to do things like sleep and eat like a person.  In the mean time, I've obviously done no work on Captain Mis, Ugetsu or anything else for that matter.  Next chapter of CM is like a quarter done, though, so I've at least started on it.

Also, I do check in on here; I just don't always have the time to leave a message too, thoughtful (I try to be) or otherwise.  So to my flist, trust me, I'm aware of what's going on in your lives.  I celebrate your successes, mourn your not-successes, and hate your asshole roommates as much someone removed from the immediate situation is capable (by the way, shuyobob , I hope to see a pic of the new "hardware" soon!  ^_^)

Okay.  So I'm off to bed now.  I have several complaints and grievances, but I'm too damn tired to bitch right now.

 Okay, just a warning: from here on out, I will be locking all entries on here pertaining to my place of employment.

So if you want to read them, you'll have to log in.

Sorry.  But I take the precautionary measures, on the off chance one of my students should stumble upon my little corner of the Internetz.

Crazy is as crazy does.

'Night all.

 So.  I have been dead on here for a while.  A lot has happened in a very short amount of time.  Unfortunately (fortunately?), it's too late and I'm too tired to get into it, so it'll have to wait for another day.

My reason for this entry to is give you all a little something, since I haven't posted anything in like...a month?  Two months?

Whatever: we'll say "a while" and call it macaroni (or something).  So, I have decided to revisit the infamous RK Western fic I have threatened shared with you all on here before.

So here's a refresher...

Today was Captain Mis' 3rd birthday, and I FORGOT ABOUT IT UNTIL NOW WTF, HACK?

I suck.  :(  Poor CM.

And I won't even be able to celebrate late the way I have the last couple years, because the next chapter isn't done yet; I severely overestimated how much free time I'd have doing this Op Teach thing (because I'm a 'tard).

Maybe I'll bang out a little something to post to "Small Things" to celebrate tomorrow?  IDK.  I just know I feel really bad because I forgot CM's 3rd birthday.

...

Saaaaadfaaaaace

 Kinda pissed this morning--leftover from yesterday--but that seems to be the theme for a lot of people today.

My USELESS fucking prof from my Instructional Strategies class has been sending us back assignments we did for her with her corrections (many of which are opinion-based rather than fact-based).  I have been putting off correcting and resubmitting the last batch of work, because of a virus that had infected the MDC network.  I waited until this weekend to get to it, because this weekend was when I knew for a fact that the network was okay now.

I bristle a lot over her corrections to my work, mostly because I don't respect her as a teacher, but also because many of her "corrections" to my work are "grammar" corrections (ie: "Your child has this signed contract in their notebook," instead of "Your child has this signed contract in his or her notebook"), and since I think she's an idiot I don't like her correcting me on my area of expertise, shall we say.

Anyway.  I make her stupid fucking "corrections" to my work, because in the end as much as I hate it, she's the one grading me and I have to make her happy.  Then I go to upload my "corrected" work to the online program we use...only I see that the assignment I'm trying to upload has already been graded.

She gave me 15 out of 20 points, and I'm fucking pissed off about it.

She said she would give us until 12 PM to upload our work.  To me, this means that I have until 11-fucking-59 AM to upload my work if I feel like it.  To her, however, this apparently meant "I'll grade this if I feel like it, whether it's 12 or not."  I went to upload at approximately 11.50, but found I was not going to be able to.

THANKS YOU FUCKING WHORE, I APPRECIATE THE CHANCE TO GET A DECENT GRADE.

It's only 5 points, but I did the goddamn work to her stupid fucking specifications--against my will, but I did it--and it pisses me off.  I wonder if it's worth it to raise a stink; part of me says, "Dude, let it go," but another part of me says, "You fucking email her RIGHT THE FUCK NOW and MAKE her change your grade!!"

IDK.  Maybe I'll see what my mother thinks; Christie and Michi already told me to go with Option 2, so right now it's pretty heavily leaning in that direction.

...stupid cunt.  >(

I'd like to go to Japan, Greece, Italy, England, Scotland and back to Ireland.

Major points of interest in Japan are Kyoto and Osaka; I can take or leave Tokyo.  In Italy, Florence and the Vatican City; I'm pretty whatever about everything else.  In England, it's London and Stratford-upon-Avon.  In Ireland, I'd like to stay on the west coast, mostly, though I'd probably go to Dublin to see the Guinness factory, since I missed out on that one last time, and do another tour of Trinity College.  I've no absolute definites in Greece (aside from going to Athens and seeing the Acropolis, obviously) and Scotland.

I might also relent and go to Paris, but only to visit The Oscar and The Lizard King to pay my respects.  Maybe make a day trip of it when I'm in England?  IDK.

Parlez-Vous Francais?

Reponse: Non.

3/10.  Ouch.  Got the first and the last ones right, though.

...Yay?

 Asia Quiz

I was surprised that I got 8/10. 

Then again, with as much useless information as I know, I really shouldn't be.

Enjoy!  ^_^

 So.  DBK and I broke up.

Sunday night.  His stupid phone is out of commission again, so instead of calling me up on his house phone, he logged onto AIM, dropped that little bomb on me and then logged out.

Six months, more than half of it spent in frustration and despair, and I got dumped over AIM.

I happened to be at my computer at the time, and I was drinking, so when I realized what he'd done, I sent back a nasty reply.  Monday morning when I was sober and read it again, well, that's when Anger was joined by Sadness and Disappointment and Hurt.  I didn't want it end, because I could see the potential there (I wouldn't have stuck it out if I hadn't), and if it did have to end, I didn't want it to end like that.  I thought, as much shit of his as I'd put up with, I deserved better.  I didn't expect him to do it in person, because his head would have probably exploded, but I would have accepted it over the phone.  When I told Christie, she compared it to being dumped via Post-It note, and yeah, it's a lot like that, only I think a Post-It note would have been a lot more humiliating. 

I've already had my crying jag, although a weepy kind of feeling will come out of nowhere every now and again.  I invested a lot in him, I jumped in head first, and I landed hard.  It doesn't hurt as bad as it could have, because I've seen this coming since end of March; it just didn't become an inevitability until very recently.

I know I was a good girlfriend.  I know that none of this was my fault, because he's just too fucked up and I don't believe he really wants to change.  And I know that I'll be fine.

But it's going to hurt for a little while.  In the meantime, I have an awesome support group to help me get through, and on the upside, personal disappointment has put me in a writing kind of mood, lol.  I guess it's true what they say: if there were no tortured souls, there'd be no art.

Anyway.  So yeah.  That's what's been going on.  And I just realized that this will be my first post for July, ugh.  Way to start the month, lol.

It's official: I'm sick.

Just what I need, something to add to the SUCK that is my Instructional Strategies class (and boy howdy, were there EPIC levels of TEH SUCK tonight).  The only saving grace is that it ends this weekend.

...she made us read fucking PowerPoint slides again today.  God this woman is useless.  I swear, I'll take a raging bitch who'll teach me shit over some woman who's nice but doesn't know where the FUCK she's standing on a good day.

And this woman may be teaching future students of mine.

FML.

 All righty folks: I are off to the Magical World of Disney.

Be back Monday.

See ya then.

 Soooooo...not impressed with my second Ed prof.  Enough so that I currently write to you all while I sit in class, during an "Oral Case Study Q & A," something I have refrained from doing since I started this program out of respect.

I ended my first class with high expectations, and was severely underwhelmed last night.

She had us read PowerPoint slides.  Now, I don't know if I've ever told you guys about this, but I fucking hate PowerPoints.  People don't know how to use them for the most part, and they take what could be a pretty cool tool and turn it into something awful and hateful and boring.  So I hate having to do them, and I hate having to sit through them.

So you can all imagine how THRILLED I was when this woman made us read the slides out loud, one per person.  -.-

Dude, this is going to be a LOOOOOOOOOONG 6 days.

 Heard from Chris today (the Miami-Dade Project Coordinator of Operation TEACH).

Guess who has an interview June 19 at 9 am?

^_^

I'll be interviewing at Miami Central (with 2 other people from my group of Op TEACH recruits, and 2 others from the other group that isn't nearly as good as my group--Blue Group for the WIN).  This doesn't mean I'll be working there, necessarily, but it would be pretty awesome if I was; Miami Central is going through some really impressive changes under a new principal, and I think it would be kinda cool to be a part of that.

And to know by end of June (hopefully) that I have a job somewhere would be super fucking fantastic.

So yeah.  We'll see. 

 Soooooooooooo...as of tomorrow at 4 pm, I will officially have one class of my four summer classes down for the count.  Yay?

- - -

Am in the process of finishing up my Unit Plan.  I'm rather pleased with it--hell, I may use it once I start teaching my bobos.

(And if you don't know what a Unit Plan is...don't worry about it.  You don't have to know it.  Just know that mine are mighty spiffy, if I do say so myself.)

The only thing is I can't stop fussing with it, but I think that's more because I don't want to finish my Classroom Management Plan Powerpoint that I have to present tomorrow that I'd really rather not present tomorrow...or ever, really.  I'm sort of embarrassed by it, now that I've heard 3 other people's.  I felt like such a hack, urk.  : (

I'm apparently wonderful at slapping together lesson plans and unit plans (who knew?  I honestly didn't see that coming, since the entire concept of planning down to the last detail doesn't really appeal to me), because it was stupid easy for me to do that bit, but that Classroom Management Plan...that's a horse of a different color.

- - -

Was thinking the other day that I haven't had as much trouble training my boy as I thought I would.

Then he went and emo'd out on me again today.

Le sigh.

Least he gave me a proper head's-up this time.  I'll mark that progress.

- - -

Forgot to share this with you all, and I remembered it yesterday: I was mistaken for someone's mother on Mother's Day at Wal-mart (and no, I did not have a random child with me, which is the really bizarre part of this story).

I am more horrified by this than offended, because I can't imagine myself being anyone's mother, at least not right now (in a few more years, who knows?).  I have enough trouble trying to adjust to the fact that I'm considered an adult now, because I think I'm a total spaz, and that the fact that I can breathe and walk upright at the same time is a miracle.

(I still wear t-shirts with a cartoon character--like Snoopy--on it & jeans & Chucks most days.  Am I really an adult?  Really?  My goofy, 'tard-y ass?)

...okay, maybe I was a little offended that some woman (!!!) thought I was someone's mother.  Because honestly, my first thought was somehing along the lines of, "Bitch, do I look old enough to have popped out a brat--oh wait, probably, yeah.  ...oh fuck my life."

- - -

All right, I've wasted enough time I can't actually afford to waste.

TT_TT 

 Have begun reading for my Op TEACH thingamabob, which starts with Classroom Management this Friday.

So far, I want to stab myself in the eye.  Or, and a far better idea to me, to stab the author of my text in the eye.

Ed classes are fucking god-awful (and those of you who remember when I took a few at FU will remember that that was my primary complaint about them).  I mean, I get that theory is important...but do you really need 40+ pages to tell me about lesson plans?  REALLY?  You honestly couldn't have done it in like 10?  And none of it is even good, solid info--it all boils down to, "Lesson plans are really dandy to have, because they help you stay on track!"

THANKS FOR THE TIP ASSHOLE MAYBE NEXT YOU CAN TELL ME WHY IT'S SO SUPER-AWESOME TO BREATHE REGULARLY.

And I know the rest of the chapter (and the rest of the text) is going to be just as useless.  I spent a half hour reading, and I don't feel like I've learned anything, or had any great epiphanies about the usefulness of lesson plans.

...this is going to be a long and painful summer, folks.

 Happy Mother's Day!

 I'M IN YOU GUYS!!!!

I just got the email, and my (ridiculously overqualified, if you ask my family and friends, lol) ass is in Operation TEACH!!!!

Fuck yeah, bitches.  :D

 MY MOM GOT ME A STAND MIXER YOU GUYS!!!!!!

XDDDD

I'm so fucking excited I'm still smiling about it!  It was supposed to be a congrats present for getting into Operation TEACH (no, I don't know that I'm in yet, but let it never be said my mom doesn't have way more faith in my abilities than I do, lol), but then she just decided fuck it and gave it to me tonight.

I can't wait to use it--I HAVE NOT YET BEGUN TO BAKE!!!

 I'm busy with last minute preparations for a certain ho's birthday celebration and also some odds and ends related to my Baby Gator's imminent arrival and just general housekeeping (literal housekeeping, you understand), but:



^_^

That is all.