1. The truth is.. my principal still likes me after observing me for an hour and a half. That is a good sign.
2. The truth is... We have been working on fractions for about 3 weeks now.
3. The truth is... I'm sick of fractions. Three weeks is a long time and yes they are hard... but three weeks? Really? It's almost pathetic.
4. The truth is... I'm counting down until Friday (the last day for fractions). I will admit that I am scared to see how my students do on the test.
5. The truth is... 6 1/2 days left (with students) until fall break. But whose counting?
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Tuesday Truths
1. The truth is... it is very hard to teach when the air conditioner is not working. Yes, the AC has been out in my classroom (more like the whole wing) for a couple of days. It was off all day on Monday and it finally turned back on today at noon. Around 1:00 PM yesterday it was so unbearable in my room we had to go to the library. It is very hard to teach in an environment that is not normal for the students.
2. The truth is... my principal is observing me next Monday. Let's just hope that she is still impressed with me after Monday.
3. The truth is... I started a new cross stitch. I'm not far because I don't have a lot of time to work on it but I am already excited to finish!
4. The truth is... Josh and I decided that he isn't going to work and go to school. He's going to take about 18 credits a semester so he could push through school. (We are hoping that way he will finish within 3 years).
5. The truth is... Josh makes about half the amount I do (a month) for going to school... thanks to his benefits. I wish that I got paid to go to school. That is my dream job! (Besides teaching math.)
2. The truth is... my principal is observing me next Monday. Let's just hope that she is still impressed with me after Monday.

3. The truth is... I started a new cross stitch. I'm not far because I don't have a lot of time to work on it but I am already excited to finish!
4. The truth is... Josh and I decided that he isn't going to work and go to school. He's going to take about 18 credits a semester so he could push through school. (We are hoping that way he will finish within 3 years).
5. The truth is... Josh makes about half the amount I do (a month) for going to school... thanks to his benefits. I wish that I got paid to go to school. That is my dream job! (Besides teaching math.)
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Thoughts for Thursday
I've had a ton of ideas for this post. At first I thought about explaining about parent teacher conferences. Then I thought that I would talk about people that drive and who think that they are better than everyone else. I think that it is annoying. However, I think that I am going to tell of the events that led to Billy's dismissal. It all started with me.
BILLY'S LEAVING
I want to first start out saying that I didn't mind the idea of Billy living with us. He actually moved in two days before I got my job. It worked out perfectly. Josh actually thinks that I got my job because we were doing a service for Billy. Um.... sure. Anyway, at the beginning it was okay. Everyone got along. However, Josh spent most of his free time with Billy. Although I was working, it annoyed me. A few weeks into it, he got a lot better and started to pay some attention to me. However, when I was home he was at work and vice versa. It sucked because I saw more of Billy than I saw of Josh. Anyway, things started to go downhill after he got comfortable in the house.
He stopped trying to help and just did his own thing. I was okay with him doing whatever pleased him but he should have put in some effort to help around the house. Not only that but after about every sentence he would say "you know". What happens if I don't know?
The final straw was on Tuesday night. I couldn't take the fact that he was using Josh's phone to talk to his girlfriend and that he was pretty much living there anyway. He came "home" to eat and shower. Yes, he even slept over at his girlfriends place. Yeah, I know, he should just live with her. Anyway, Wednesday morning I was so angry that I couldn't take it any longer. Before class I text Josh and and told him that I was going to come home, grab some clothes then stay at my parents house until he left Saturday (D-Day for not paying rent). I'm not sure if I could have actually done it but I didn't have to. Josh told Billy he couldn't be here anymore. Yes, my guts gave Josh the guts to kick him out sooner. I know he only had a few days left in our house but I really don't think that I could take it any longer. I think that he was bringing a bad spirit into our house. I feel bad and it is weird to not have him here but at the same time I LOVE IT! He came and picked up his things today while Josh and I were gone. I can definitely tell the difference and like I said... I love having him gone (even though it has only been a few days).
BILLY'S LEAVING
I want to first start out saying that I didn't mind the idea of Billy living with us. He actually moved in two days before I got my job. It worked out perfectly. Josh actually thinks that I got my job because we were doing a service for Billy. Um.... sure. Anyway, at the beginning it was okay. Everyone got along. However, Josh spent most of his free time with Billy. Although I was working, it annoyed me. A few weeks into it, he got a lot better and started to pay some attention to me. However, when I was home he was at work and vice versa. It sucked because I saw more of Billy than I saw of Josh. Anyway, things started to go downhill after he got comfortable in the house.
He stopped trying to help and just did his own thing. I was okay with him doing whatever pleased him but he should have put in some effort to help around the house. Not only that but after about every sentence he would say "you know". What happens if I don't know?
The final straw was on Tuesday night. I couldn't take the fact that he was using Josh's phone to talk to his girlfriend and that he was pretty much living there anyway. He came "home" to eat and shower. Yes, he even slept over at his girlfriends place. Yeah, I know, he should just live with her. Anyway, Wednesday morning I was so angry that I couldn't take it any longer. Before class I text Josh and and told him that I was going to come home, grab some clothes then stay at my parents house until he left Saturday (D-Day for not paying rent). I'm not sure if I could have actually done it but I didn't have to. Josh told Billy he couldn't be here anymore. Yes, my guts gave Josh the guts to kick him out sooner. I know he only had a few days left in our house but I really don't think that I could take it any longer. I think that he was bringing a bad spirit into our house. I feel bad and it is weird to not have him here but at the same time I LOVE IT! He came and picked up his things today while Josh and I were gone. I can definitely tell the difference and like I said... I love having him gone (even though it has only been a few days).
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Tuesday Truths
1. The truth is... I'm looking forward to Friday and not because it is the weekend.
2. The truth is... Billy still owes us $120 for rent. He still does not have a job.
3. The truth is... Friday is D-Day for Billy. I wish him the best of luck when he has to move out (only if he does not pay us).
4. The truth is... parent teacher kind of stinks. I'm in them right now so I probably shouldn't be posting. However I'm in a dead spot right now... no one is here to see me.
5. The truth is... I didn't know that decimals were really hard. I guess they are.
2. The truth is... Billy still owes us $120 for rent. He still does not have a job.
3. The truth is... Friday is D-Day for Billy. I wish him the best of luck when he has to move out (only if he does not pay us).
4. The truth is... parent teacher kind of stinks. I'm in them right now so I probably shouldn't be posting. However I'm in a dead spot right now... no one is here to see me.
5. The truth is... I didn't know that decimals were really hard. I guess they are.
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