No this isn’t a poem, sorry to disappoint guys.  I’ll have another poem up before the day is out since I missed yesterday and I really want thirty poems by the end of this month.

I am here to rant.  I am disappointed and angry and scared, why?

Because my fucking no good university adviser has fucking failed me again!  He’s the most incompetent, unhelpful, ignorant bastard!  I am supposed to student teach next spring, just before graduating.  Until just recently, I wasn’t aware that there was a required student teaching meeting that all education majors need to go to A YEAR IN ADVANCE.  (you’d think it would be something that they’d put in much bigger print)  Of course, you have to sign up for up and bring this huge file folder of paperwork and if you don’t get in, well you’re screwed.

My adviser, due to the lateness of my paperwork for admission, assumed that I was still a sophomore and decided that I didn’t need this information….

Which means, as of right now, I’m not in any meeting and I could potentially be very very fucked over.

I know I should have been more on top of things, but it’s April.  I have more homework due in the three weeks than I have all semester.  I’m stressed and this is just another cherry on top of everything.


Life with Mononucleosis

Hello ladies and gentlemen, it’s Wednesday.

Yesterday I was diagnosed with mononucleosis and I’m not going to lie, I am not happy about it.  I mean, it’s nice to know what wrong with my body, but MONO??  I was not happy when I found to say the least.  Right now, my body aches a bit, my nose is stuffy, my tummy is tender feeling, and the lymph node on my side of my neck is so swollen that is is pressing painfully against my throat and it hurts.

It is most definitely not the greatest time in my life.  However, I report that I have excellent company as of this moment in time.

My lovely cat Mouse refuses to leave my bed.  She seems to be concerned for my general welfare and happiness as she knows I love her and she knows that since I’m pretty much bed ridden at the moment, I have no choice but to pet her while I fall asleep.  She’s a lovely cat, she is.  Except for when she bites, but that only happens when she is crabby or you touch her white spot.

Otherwise, my days hasn’t exactly been full of lots of excitement.  I have been sleeping for the most part and drinking lots of fluids.  I’ve been rereading City of Bones so I can start reading the rest of the series and know where I am going.  I am hoping (desperately so) to be well enough in the morning to go to my classes so my teachers can talk with me face to face about my absences and my mono, which I think might be alright.  The teachers who have gotten back to me about my mono have all been really nice about it, which gives me high hopes for their acceptance of my absences in the future.  Here’s hoping at least….

My mom wants me to come home for a few days.  I can see her point of view for the fact that her daughter is slowly getting sicker.  I don’t know, I really want to try and make it to my Tuesday Thursday classes before I go home and to my Math class on Friday because it’s only the first week of the semester and I cannot believe that I am ill enough to have missed two days.  TWO DAYS!

It’s a travesty I tell you.

I usually don’t mind skipping class once in a blue moon, but this is seriously uncool.  I don’t want to fall behind this semester, I would be terrified to do so this early in the game.   I guess that is why i’m a little unsure about going home and having my parents take care of me.  Although, for all the excuses I could have found to have my parents take care of me, Mono is a pretty damn good one.

So, to remedy a small misconception, how does my mother know?  Well, I called her after my appointment and she visited me last night, bringing me left overs and food and my thermometer, which I hadn’t had before, and a balloon.

Yes, my mommy got me a balloon.  I was ecstatic.  I like balloons but this one says I love you and is shaped like a heart.  I guess it makes me feel very special.


First day Of class

I survived.

What precisely did I survive?

I got the flu two days before class started.  I proceeded to overcome the flu, despite feeling like hell this morning.  I went to all my classes and I survived, and enjoyed the majority of them.  Today I had Teaching Social Studies Methods, Math Methods for teaching, and How to Teach Science.  I have a lot of methods courses this semester, but I should be able to get through everything.

But the thing that made my day all the better?

I had fun in science.  It’s a three hour class that meets once a week.  Usually three hour classes drag on for me, but only once was I tempted to look at my watch.  Then my professor decided that we were all going to make free standing structures out of paper clips and straws.  Ours was the tallest 🙂

This is why I want to become a teacher.  That sort of fun, enthusiastic response is what I want to be able to have for my students.  I want to be able to get their attention and watch them grow and come and enjoy the same things I do when I teach.

Ok, I actually have homework to do, just reading and such.  I should do that soon so I can go to bed early, because I am still not feeling a hundred percent.

Also, the sound track to my day has been the Pitch Perfect Soundtrack, lovely movie, great music.

This post has been extremely random and I apologize.  Scatter brained.  Hopefully I will post more tonight, if not, I shall attempt  for tomorrow when I have more free time.