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20 August 2009 @ 02:25 am

My new classroom. It's an old science room and is definitely in need of repair.

My boxes!! They came back to me! (Actually, I found them, but whatever.)

The awesomeness of multiple sinks in a science room! Cleanup will be a breeze!

Cupboards! These were orginally locked and useless, but I found a key and got them opened to find:

...a lot of junk. There was some cool stuff, so I saved that. I'm currently in the process of cleaning them up and storing all of my stuff.

These will look awesome by the end of the day tomorrow!

A few things that I need: a teacher's desk, more stools, a Promethean board (this is probably not going to happen...), an overhead projector... and probably half a million more things. However, I'm sure I can make it work. I'm feeling positive and enthusiastic about my upcoming school year.
08 July 2009 @ 10:55 pm
Stolen from edge_of_within :

If you've danced with me, or watched me dance - how would you describe my dance style?
Be as descriptive (or simple) as you'd like.
27 May 2009 @ 10:34 pm
My rehersal is on June 20th. I can't guarentee the awesomeness of any other dance in the recital (there are a lot of really young dancers in it), but ours should be pretty good. We've been working on the choreography since January and have been cleaning up all of the steps for the last few weeks.

There are some places where I'm not super great right now, but I'm working on them. I have a tendency to focus on my feet and leave my arms until later, which is not the best practice, really. However, slowly but surely I'm getting better at everything.

Today was a bit of a setback because I couldn't jump onto my left foot very well. I figured this out as I was doing a hitchkick, which was unpleasant. However, it's feeling fine again now. I have it wrapped up and will probably be elevating it pretty soon as I grade papers. (So don't want to do that tonight!)


So, I'm inviting people to my dance, but it's on the same day as Gaskells (shows are 11am, 1pm, and 3pm) and there's a lot of little kid dances to sit through(cute but boring if they aren't your kid). If it's a problem, don't worry at all. I'm a bit shy about this, to be honest. I'm definetly not a professional ballerina, and this dance is not en pointe. However, the choreography is awesome (my sister did it) and we will do a great performance.

If you think you might be interested in seeing me dance, the recital will be in Saratoga, at West Valley College on the 20th of June. Let me know so I can get you tickets as they may be cheaper that way. I don't know the prices yet, but they are usually around $6.
26 May 2009 @ 10:56 am
My responses to the California Supreme Court ruling:
~Idiots! At least they didn't disolve the existing marriages though. That would have been heartbreaking (again).
~Now there is a group of people who have equal rights, but what can we do to give the next generation/group of people those same rights?
~Damn. That didn't work. What's next? What can I do to help Prop 8 go away forever? If I feel so strongly about this, I need to act to make things right.

I wish I had a job where I could leave and go protest. I would, but I have a responsibility here and I can't just take off. I'll find another way though, I'm sure.
26 May 2009 @ 12:53 am
I had a wonderful weekend! I went dancing 3 times, climbing twice, to the Berkeley Flea Market, Lacis (first time!), out to brunch/lunch/dinner, watched some movies, snuggled, hung pictures, washed dishes, took measurements/pictures for Ebay, bought books, bought patterns, knitted part of a sock, wrote a resume, learned a bit about Ceili dancing, and stuff.

I'm home now and it feels weird. This weekend was great and I wish I could do it again!

Next weekend: Maker Faire!

(Oh, and I'm going to Stanford Dance weekend! Thanks to Sam for letting me tag along as his partner, otherwise I might not have gotten in.)

Note to self: Check deadlines for work. The school year is ending and I don't want to screw anything up. I need to spend an hour each day cleaning my room and preparing it to be moved. I have the boxes already, so this should be easy.

Second Note to Self: Do more art. It makes me feel better and I like it. I'm going to do some wire sculpture with these cool gears I got. I also still have that bone project that I want to do, but I'm lacking awesome jars and without that it won't work. I should look on Ebay for some vintage scientific looking jars. I also want to display this in a box (Josephn Cornell-like). Gah! So much that I want to do and not enough time to do it all!
18 May 2009 @ 07:19 pm

Two years of hell and exhaustion. Done!

I'm so excited! I tried to go on a bike ride, but found all the bikes at my house extremely hard to get to. I'm not sure what I want to do, but hiking the creek trail is high on the list. I don't even care if I go with anyone. I just want to be out!

I don't know what to do with myself now. I feel like I have so much extra time. (Cause I do!) It's going to be so weird to just work now.

Tomorrow I start packing up my classroom. Apparently, I have to be out by the 12th, which will be interesting, seeing as I still have students until that day. Also, they will probably take my laptop. (Meanies.) At least I bought a new one.

I bought a dress. It's ok. I might modify it. I'm not sure. I'm thinking of buying another one. This is bad... I better find some sort of job for the summer.

Anyways, I'm off to adventure!
Current Mood: jubilantjubilant
17 May 2009 @ 01:44 am
I spent some time working today, but a lot of time doing other things. Halfway through the day, I felt this wave of must-create-something come over me. My initial reaction was to grab some yarn and try to think of how to create a simple loom and weave some cloth, but after a few minutes of considering how much time that would take, I decided to knit instead. I have this pastel sock weight yarn and size 3 knitting double pointed knitting needles, but no a clue on how to knit socks. Luckily for me, I have the Internets and I looked up a pattern. I'm about 3/4s of an inch into the sock and even though I had to undo my first attempt because it looked like ass, I'm feeling cozy and happy about making something again... even if it is just a sock. (I should probably plan on making two of these...)

Olivia was an Explorer today. It was pretty hot so I decided to open some windows and the front door and close the screen door. The screen door is practically invisible, which makes for some awesome cat tricks. June thought she was being very slick and tried to run out and crashed into the screen. Not once, but four times. It was hilarious! Then Olivia squeezed out under the screen and decided to go on a walk. I followed behind her to make sure she was going to be ok. She was Brave and Daring. She walked around for about 20 minutes before I picked her up after she hissed at the neighbor. She is one Tough kitty.

I also hung out with Daniel and chatted a lot. We had fondue and I ate too much chocolate and fruit. It was yummy, though! :)

My papers are still undone. I'm a slacker.
03 May 2009 @ 03:32 pm
I should be typing up my homework, but I honestly don't care anymore. I've got 14 days until I graduate. Yay.

This has been a pretty boring weekend for me. I've spent most of my time sitting at my sewing table, which is my desk, watching movies about historical events. (just finished WWI's Christmas truce, before that the theft of the crown jewels in 1671 and the great train robbery in 1963, and before that the death of Anne Boelyn and the abdication of the throne by King Edward for Wallis Simpson... such a good love story!) When the website stops working, (which it does occassionally) I watch a Diggnation episode. I get more homework done during the historical movies than Diggnation. I really should just not watch anything and work, but that doesn't sound appealing at all.

Last night's PEERS was interesting. I was really bored up until the 3rd set, but the pair of rock songs that Alexander and I danced to were a ton of fun. I feel like I'm starting to loosen up a ton, which is really helping my improv during dancing. There were these two ladies watching us dance and they kept clapping when we did things. (It was pretty awesome! I've never had that happen before!) Anyways, that part was fun. I was pleased with my costume, even though it got pretty damn hot towards the end of the night. I'll post pics later.

Back to work. :P (I'm nearly done... It's just tedious typing, reading, and thinking. I rather be doing nearly anything else right now. Ok, maybe not anything, but you get the point.)
02 May 2009 @ 10:09 am
Last night at FNW, I almost got dropped during a dip. I'll admit that I'm new at dipping, but I feel like I've gotten pretty good at it. I made sure that my body was like a board, like you're supposed to. Anyways, when I started to drop, my partner grabbed my ribcage in an attempt to prevent me from falling. Unfortunately, the rib that he grabbed has been damaged for about 11 years. It hurts like hell today. It probably would have been less painful just to fall. However, if my partner had fallen on top of me, it might not have. I do have a feeling that if I had fallen, it might have been chalked up to me being a new dancer or something.

Besides that excitement, I have a ridiculous amount of homework to do today. My teacher must not realize that 1. Some of us are already teachers and have other things to do than inane, pointless assignments that take hours and hours to complete, 2. We don't care at all about building social relationships with the people in our online class, nor do we care about them trying to do so with us, and 3. Many of us just don't care about what she is trying to teach us and are only in the class because it's a requirement to get our credential. I'm never going to be a special ed teacher. I have absolutely no desire to go that route, because once you start down that path, you can never leave it. (Schools are desperate for special ed teachers and they will always assign you to that position if you are qualified to teach it. Ok, you technically can leave it, but you will never get special ed work out of your life.) Granted it pays more, but for the work that goes into it, I'll take less pay. I'd rather not have more paperwork than I could ever hope to get completed in my lifetime, thank you very much!

Speaking of teaching, I made a decision last night. I'm going to work on getting my single subject credential in art. I went for the multiple subject because it got me into the classroom quickly and I was able to double my salary by doing so. (The position that I was going for was a math/science core, so I had to get a multiple subject credential. If I had gone for a single subject science or math, I would still have a place at my school.) Anyways, I decided that I need to follow my dreams. My dream has always to be an art teacher. It's a stupid dream in reality, because there are no jobs for art teachers right now and I'm really very foolish to pursue this, but it's what I want and it will make me happy. I'm going to do some research into what I need to do to get this credential. I know that I have to pass the test, which honestly will not be that hard for me. I know my art pretty well, although I need to brush up on my art history a bit. I thought it was cool that during the CSET (4 hour long test, in which I did all three sections at once, which is pure madness! I totally aced it too. Take that, test that many people fail the first time!) there was one question on visual art. It was a painting, that I immediately realized was painted by either Berthe Morisot or Mary Cassat, the two female artists who showed their work with the Impressionists, and are therefore considered to be the only female Impressionists. Both of their work focuses on the relationships of women- mother and child mostly. Berthe Morisot was French and Mary Cassat was American. All this went through my head as I saw the painting. The question about this painting? "What type of art is this?" I almost laughed out loud at that, cause I was expecting a challenge. (The painting was by Mary Cassat, btw.) Granted, I know that the single subject art test will be significantly harder than that, but I still remember a lot from my classes in college. I'm sure that I will have to take some art classes in addition to passing the CSET. (Woe is me! It's like being forced to eat chocolate or to dance. My life will be so hard!) Anyways, I'm going to look into that during the summer and I'll see if it's feasible to have my single subject by the end of next June.

Speaking of tests, there are 2 that I have to pass before the end of June. One is a technology test, which I'm only slightly worried about, mostly because I have to create a weighted gradebook in Excel. (Absolutely stupid! There are gradebook programs that everyone uses now. I think that the credentialling program is sadly out of touch with reality.) The other is the RICA. That one scares me a lot. It's a how-do-you-teach-reading test. I've never taught that. I took a class in it, but I was confused most of the time and overwhelmed by teaching math and science (which I had no experience in at all last year), working 10-14 hour days, and going to school full time. So I need to study for that. Like crazy. I should also probably sign up for the test, since it's in June. The technology test is on Friday, so I have a few days to figure out everything I need to know to pass it. I've found a webpage that explains some things, which I will practice with a few times until I remember how to do it without notes.

I should probably start on my inane homework, since it will probably take me hours to do. A few things I need to do this weekend in addition to homework are: bury dead pet rats with Stephen :( , go to PEERS (!), do some weeding and mow the lawn, and clean up my room. I have to do lesson plans and stuff like usual and finish my action research project so I can begin typing it up.

(As I'm typing this, my mom is gossiping about me to someone on the phone. Lovely. I would like to move now, thank you.)
29 April 2009 @ 11:57 pm
My car was in the shop. The mechanic called me and told me that it was dead. Dead dead.

I got my car when I was 19. My dad's kidney's had just failed. Part of my house had flooded. My grandpa had just died. (This was all within a week.) My car had been my grandpa's. I envisioned him driving it, full of his "lady friends" all around town, somehow managing to flirt with all of them simultaneously without pissing off any of them. (My grandpa was a total flirt. So was my dad. Now you know where I got it from.)

I drove my car back from Arizona with my mom riding shotgun and my grandparents' ashes in the back seat. I had a learner's permit and my mom trusted me enough to fall asleep while I drove. She told me to wake her up if I got pulled over. (I never did.)

I lived in my car in Tahoe for 10 days when I was 20. It rained most of the time. I had sex in my car multiple times with two of my exs over the years, probably in every seat too. (Sorry... TMI... I'm reminiscing.) I had long talks in my car and long fights. I cried, laughed, and sang (a lot).

My car saved my life a few times. (Maybe it was my mad driving skills...) I spun out across 4 lanes of a freeway in my car. Didn't hit a thing! I never was the cause of an accident and got rear-ended twice. I had a crazy drunk chick attack my car, trying to get at me cause I looked at her funny.

My car got me from here to there and in the process, I put 128,000 miles on it.

In the end, regular maintenance did my car in. There was a weakness in the heating coil. When I had the oil guys put in more coolant and a new radiator cap, the pressure caused a fatal flaw in the engine. The engine overheated and seized which caused the timing belt to snap. I'm glad I made it off the freeway in one piece.

RIP 1995 Teal Ford Escort. You were an awesome car to me and I probably could have treated you a hell of a lot better.
29 April 2009 @ 11:56 pm
First off, I noticed a smell in my car right after going to Friday Night Waltz on the 17th. This may or may not be related. I have no idea. Sam never seemed to notice it. (That is unrelated.)

I got my oil changed on Thursday afternoon. When they changed my oil, they told me that I had almost no coolant in my car and they discovered that my current coolant cap was holding almost no pressure at all. I decided to buy a new radiator cap from them for $10.99. I thought that I was making a wise decision. At the same time, I had my transmission fluid flushed and changed.

I drove to work the next morning and noticed a residue on my windshield that was not going away when I ran my defroster or when I used my windshield wipers. I wondered at it, but as I was concerned about getting to school with enough time to get all my materials ready for the day’s lessons, I didn’t think about it much.

After school, I went home and got ready for my weekend in Oakland. I drove up to San Francisco to do various things, which I will probably talk about in my next entry, unless I forget, in which case, I won’t. So, I spent the weekend up in Oakland, driving to San Francisco twice, and going all over Oakland, Emeryville, and Berkeley. My car continued to have residue on the windshield, but I thought that it was due to transmission fluid having been spilled onto my engine during my transmission fluid change. I dealt with it.

I left Sam’s at 7pm on Sunday. I was driving down 880 at about 70 mph (that’s totally not breaking the law) and my car began to slow down. It stepped slightly harder on the gas, but it didn’t respond. I started to merge to the right to get off the freeway when the engine did a bad thing and seemed to seize. I successfully got off the freeway and rolled to a stop at the light. Then my car decided it was dead. I tried to push it by myself, to no avail, but a nice guy got out of his car and helped me. (I had to try to jump into my moving car, which I somewhat missed and nearly fell on the ground, which was quite exciting. It’s always fun to not get run over by one’s own car.) I got the car stopped and checked out by 7:30, called Sam to let him know what had happened and texted my sister to let her know that I was not going to be at dance class this evening. I decided to get some coolant and fill up my radiator on my own instead of calling AAA right away. (This, in hindsight, was a bad idea.) I walked over to a gas station and got some coolant and put it into my car. It wouldn’t start. At that point (8:15) I called AAA.

The lady that I talked to first was an idiot. She couldn’t find me in the system and put me on hold for almost 10 minutes while she looked. There was some confusion about where I wanted the car towed, but I thought I had straightened that out with her. Apparently not though. I sat and sat and sat. I ended up sitting, playing with my iPhone for 4 hours from the time I first broke down. Luckily, I ended up on the phone with a very nice lady (who happened to have an LJ) and we ended up talking for the last 40 minutes or so. (And she added me as a friend!)

The tow truck arrived at 11:30. I made it home by 12:30. The tow truck guy carried my new dresser that I bought at IKEA into my mom’s house. Then he drove me and my car to my mechanic. I then went out to dinner with my mom and came back to all of my remaining belongings that I had stored in my mom’s den on top of my bed. It was 2:30 am by this time and I was exhausted.

(to be continued)
13 April 2009 @ 06:38 pm
I don't usually post things that I want.


Want ... Or

(I'm not sure which one I like more.)

(Maybe I should do an Amazon wish list... It seems like everyone has one.)
13 April 2009 @ 02:54 pm
I finally joined Twitter. I'd been thinking about doing it for a few weeks and kept getting distracted from actually doing it. (Me? Distracted? Never!) So... if you want to follow me, I'll follow you! Here's my info: My twitter!
Exciting, huh?

I can't seem to get a picture on there yet. Everything that I try says it's too big. I must be doing something silly... (Note: I'm reducing the size of the pic and it's getting smaller, but it seems if I make it any smaller I will look like an amoeba with goggles.) I'm also having issues with Twitter not liking my phone number.

In other news: I'm on Spring Break! So far, I've done a ton of laundry, bought ballet costumes for my dance group, and watched two documentaries: one on the end of feudal Japan and one on the fall of the Aztec Empire. I have not taken my car into the shop because they are too busy for my car. I need to go to the grocery store and I need to finish cleaning my room. I should also mow the lawn... but I need to remember to not tell Daniel that I'm doing so.

Good news! My stress rashes are going away! The ones on my legs that started late last week have faded completely and my face is starting to look more normal. I have been very self-conscious about that, so I'm glad that my skin is behaving once again. My tummy feels fine and my breathing is pretty much normal again. This week is going to be good for me.

The other news: I have time. (What a concept!) I want to do things. Today I'm reserving for personal things like cleaning and whatnot. The rest of the week has many open spots, though. The weekend has some stuff going on and like always, I have ballet Wednesday night. Other than that, I have time to play, hike, run around like a 5 year old, or other stuff. If you have any fun plans that you think I would also like, let me know! I have some ideas, but I haven't talked to people yet, so they are all up in the air. Basically, I want to have a fun week off. And I want to hang out with friends.

Things I'm thinking about doing: fixing up my bike and going riding around town, hiking at Castle Rock (I've never been there, and apparently I live closer to it than I thought.), having dinner with friends, seeing if my sister still belongs to her climbing gym and asking her if I can go bouldering with her, and going to thrift stores/goodwill to find neat things. If these things sound appealing, let me know. It's always more fun to do things with friends!
08 April 2009 @ 12:32 am
When last I posted, I had an extremely sore and stiff neck and had been publically insulted.

I'm pleased to say that my neck is *much* better and I don't give a crap about the public insult, except that I'm happy with my choices.

I'm glad to report that the majority of my grading is done. (I have a few tests that I need to finish up and input, but besides that, I'm done with 3rd quarter!)

It also appears that all of my current health issues are stress related as by the 3rd or 4th dance at FNW, they had all magically disappeared. (Tummy pain, intestinal grumpiness, tightness in chest, etc.) So, the moral of the story is to try to ignore the insanity at work and not let it get to me, if possible. It's hard to avoid, as it basically walks into my classroom everyday, but I will do my best to decompress as quickly as possible. I find it amazing that I seem to be more stressed out this year than last year. Guess my body just reached it's stress limit.

I'm bummed that the dance lessons I've been helping out with have been cancelled. Stupid rich kids. I remember why I picked a ghetto school now; my kids don't feel entitled to everything under the sun. (Just the stuff under the moon, thank you very much.)

Oh, and I climbed a 5.9 and a 5.10A with no falls and no takes. Go me! I wish there was a Touchstone near me. I would totally get a membership and boulder during the week if there were. (Yes, I know there used to be one. That's why I'm grouchy... I used to watch people climb at the location that used to be downtown and be envious.)

I have next week off. Everyone should envy me. And I'm going to the zoo on Friday. So there!
02 April 2009 @ 02:12 pm
I have to take a Technology Test to get my credential. I called to see if there was any way to sign up and pay for the test either over the phone or online, as the website didn't seem to have any other way to do things except pay in person. Nope. Apparently, you can't use technology to sign up or pay for a technology test.

I hate my program somedays.
31 March 2009 @ 10:07 pm
"Thanks for dinner, Mom. I'm going to go grade until my brains fall out."

"Ok. Don't make a mess on my bedspread."

"Yeah. I'll clean them up. Zombie style."

(A conversation between my mom and I.)
30 March 2009 @ 09:41 am
These are the things I want to get done today:

~ Grade the box of stuff I have here
~~ Math
~~ Science
~~ Social Studies
~ Grade the remaining Science Journals
~ Write some lesson plans for next week
~ Mow the back lawn (and the front yard apparently too)
~ Get rat food and deliver it to Stephen
~ Buy used sewing machine (if store down the street has one)
~ Buy fabric for skirt
~ Plan Dark Garden trip (if possible)
~ Clothes shopping (if time)
~ Head up to SF (leave around 3:30?)
~ Take care of Discover bill
~ Write Craigslist ad about rats
~ Take shower
~ Email Alex's mom

I'm sure there's more. I have 6 hours.
~ Go to Dark Garden
27 March 2009 @ 11:08 am
I stayed up late to make sure I put my clothes in the dryer. I was really tired, but I managed to get them in and finally get to sleep.

I woke up this morning and went to the dryer to get my jeans. I hadn't started it. Ugh.

I need more sleep.

I've had a song stuck in my head for 3 days now. It's cute and I still don't hate it. :)

My mom accidently let my cat, June, out this morning. So, now, as soon as I'm legally allowed to leave, I'm rushing home to get her in. She's pretty smart, but I'm concerned about her safety. She has only been out a handfull of times and I'm not sure if she would cross the street or not. I wish my mom had a faster reaction time. At least it wasn't Olivia who got out, I guess. She's got less survival skills than June does. Olivia seems to think that throwing her 'tender middles' at enemies is the most effective fighting style.
25 March 2009 @ 07:24 pm
I remember why I was putting off mowing my mom's lawn. Wet grass + lawn mower = hard work. I'm saving the back yard for another day.

My observations by new teachers (that I never mentioned here) went well. Sherry looked really happy with me when she left and I'm betting if I bothered to check my work email, I would find a nice email from her. I'll probably do that later.

I had a small incident in 6th period. Matthew was getting frustrated during a game of Jeopardy, but I didn't see how frustrated he was getting. The last question was, "What is the name of the calf muscle?" (Answer: gastrocnemius) Matthew answered, "Hamstring" and a few people laughed. He picked up his backpack and made to throw it at the head of James, who had laughed. I intervened and got over to him and tried to calm him down. He was standing up, his hands like claws and practically foaming at the mouth. He kept repeating over and over, "I hate being laughed at!" Then the bell rang and everyone practically ran out of the room. I kept talking to Matthew, trying to get him to calm down and breathe. He started crying, more out of rage than anything else, I'm guessing. I got him to sit down and relax a bit and then took him over to the counselor to set up some appointments for him.

I think it's more freaky to have a generally calm kid freak out like that than a kid who looks like they are ready to blow all the time. Matthew has some anger issues, but I've never seen anything like that.

Grades are due April 7th. I've got at least three boxes of grading to get done. My goal for tonight is to get 90% of all of math and science graded and all of the vocabulary for social studies done. If I manage that, then I will have mostly social studies notes to grade... until tomorrow when I start grading all of the science journals. (yuck.) Somedays, I want a job that I don't take home every night. But! I do get paid for talking about interesting things, so that's pretty cool. Yesterday, my 2nd period science class had an interesting discussion about philosophy. We did the "what came first, the chicken or the egg" and "if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it..." questions. They are always so interested in things. This class, moreso than any of my other classes, has so much curiousity. I've had 20 minute long discussions on space, vaccuum, and the properties of the sun (which is not sometimes we teach in 7th grade). I really like them. They are the beacon of light in the gloominess of the rest of my day. (It's actually getting better.. that just sounded poetic an' stuff!)

Right. So, grading.
23 March 2009 @ 01:08 pm
Today I did an activity in my Social Studies class and it didn't go up in flames. That's a first. Maybe my kids are actually maturing. That's a pleasant thought.

I have an IEP today at 3:30, a doctor's appointment at 4, and I'm going up to SF by 7ish.