I saw a lady getting a ticket at a school this morning. How horrifying! I think that's worse than a going to school in your underwear dream. Getting a ticket while dropping your kids off at school. Once you have kids it's like having a talking conscience that never let's you forget. Not that I know or anything but yah. Maybe if we have a boy in 10 years we'll name him Jimminy Cricket. Or a girl, Jemima Cricket.
Apparently, this semester I'll be dropping off the face of the planet. I have like 10 calls I need to return and 4 texts to respond to still. On the bright side, I finished a presentation, studied for a test, and made it to class on time. I choose my battles. If you still haven't heard from me, text me again. It's your best bet.
I loooove my student teaching placement. Were talking 200% improvement over last year. Now the only things I'm afraid of are 1.) a crazy lack of sleep, I need like 12 hours people
2.)my final student teaching placement
3.) my single subject tests!