With Glowing hearts <3<3<3


profound? Intense.
2009-09-22...8:13 p.m.
Tonight I was consolidating two desks into one and I came across a note that I wrote some time ago. The thing is, I can't remember exactly when I wrote it. I'm pretty sure that it was 2 years ago and right after I heard that the school board interviews had already finished and I didn't get one. However, one girl in my section (grade 4-10 Phys ed) did get an interview. I wouldn't be alone in saying that she would not be a great teacher in comparison to 90% of the other people in my section. She got on the supply list (because there are no teaching jobs here and you have to compete to get on the supply list, where it's quite likely that you'll be on it for 5+ years. Stupid recession.)and you know why she got a interview and the rest of us didn't? Grades? no. References? no. Great interviewing skills and personality? hell no. Her mom was a big-wig teacher - there's even part of school named after her.

So anyway, this is how I was feeling after I heard this. It's scribbled on an A & W napkin, so I think I must have written it when I was at my then, mall job, and sitting in the lunch room.

Without further wait:

I'm feeling sadness like I haven't felt in a long time. I'm not upset, I'm not entirely angry; I'm just sad.
Nepotism sucks. Unless of course there's someone that I know that can help me out :)
I feel the sadness has washed over me and caused an ocean of tidal waves in my stomach. I feel like I could be sick at any moment. I'm hot. I feel that if I close my eyes too long, the tears will start to flow and I'll have a lot of trouble finding a way to stop them. I feel as though my breath is short - and so am I. I feel as though I can't fully FEEL the emotions that are dwelling inside me, because I don't want to dwell on the disappointment.

Expecttions breed disappointment?
OR
A goal without a plan is just a wish?

My plan hasn't worked the way I'd hoped it to. I want my next life to start. I want a bigger house, babies, a fulfilling workday, financial freedom... and I seem to have just stumbled on yet another hurdle to this dream.
A stumble is just a misstep, not a failure. The failure is staying down and not continuing on.
I know I can keep it together until I have to tell someone else - then it's much more real.


Wow. I'm so glad that I wrote that down. Some things have changed since then and some things haven't. Of course, I'm still not teaching - but I do believe that it'll happen for me, if not something even better. I just wish it would hurry up a little...

I think that's enough for tonight.

Sincerely,
Fly