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Thursday, November 20, 2003

This search into credential programs is agonizing! I have no information, yet. They don't put the stuff on their websites. Blah! It's rather important that I have this information, so I can make a decision, and then get some work so that I have some $$$$ to pay for all of this. ARGH!

Other than that, not much is going on. I have decorated and vaccuumed, scrubbed and mopped, hung pictures, potted plants, etc. etc. I AM BORED!

Well, I have nothing interesting to say. I'm just grumbling.

I read an article yesterday about 'crossover teachers' in the LA Times. Apparently I am one of these. The sub-head to the article is 'Thousands answer the call to leave cubicle for classroom'. Pardon my language, but hell yeah! I've had it with the padded cells called cubicles. I'm ready to be beaten up and ridiculed by countless teenagers! No...wait....

|| Stephanie 2:15 PM

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

Well, it's been an interesting few weeks. To make an incredibly long story a teensy bit shorter, I've had a divine experience--seriously, folks, I'm not making this up for laughs--directing me as to what I should be doing with the rest of my life. Are you sitting down? Teaching high school English. Am I terrified? Uh...YEAH! Do I know that I WANT to do this? Uh...NO! But, like Jenny said, when God tells you to do something, you do it.

So somehow, and with no savings account or trust fund to back me up, I'm going to go back to school and get my teaching credential so that I can teach horrid little teenagers all about why they should like Chaucer and Shakespeare and Alan Paton and Jane Austen and William Faulkner (who I don't even like). Am I crazy??? Feels that way. But I'm also so excited in a way I haven't been in ages. Maybe even ever.

The funny thing is, I'm the one who has always said that when I have children, and they reach that unfortunate age, I would like to sell them on the black market. So, d'ya think I should mention that on my application for school? Heh.

Other than panicking about money, and trying to analyze every detail of prospective schools so that I can figure out where to go and how to pay for it (not to mention the two tests I have to take to even enter the program that cost $300 together), I am keeping busy in other ways. Like, reading all those magazines I never got around to when I was employed. Did you know we went to war?! I find that Oprah Magazine from April, 2002 is very useful and timely for me at this stage in my life. And Chicago won best movie Oscar! Okay, I wasn't exactly that far behind.

Daytime TV also possesses a frightening power and allure. It tries to get me to watch it. I've managed to avoid it all except for the Ellen DeGeneres show, which is quite good. I don't consider that in the same league as one of those sleazy daytime TV shows, so I think I can be forgiven that one.

Although one day, I'm sorry to say, I did watch Passions to see why my sister likes it. Made no sense to me whatsoever. Some guy was lost in the freezing cold waters of a bay(?) or inlet of some sort. The professional divers decided the water was too cold to stay in there searching for him any longer, but his friends decided that they couldn't let him DIE in there, so they jumped in--without any protective gear. Three buff guys in their skivvies. And, lo and behold, they found him--although the freakin' NAVY SEALS could not. And, amazingly, considering that weather was so poor and visibility so bad that the search was officially called off, the girl on the dock could SEE (before anyone else, even the police with binoculars) when one of the buff guys found the missing guy and dragged him back to the dock. There's also an orangutan that is a nanny. And some old guy was supposedly 'disguised' as a woman--which no amount of Mrs Doubtfire-esque makeup would have been able to pull off. And there's a rap star named Puff Dog. I don't get soaps. I really don't.

Aw well, that's it for now. I should get to work researching stuff so that I can get a fast-paced high-powered retail job or three in a couple of weeks in preparation for going back to school. Woo hoo!

|| Stephanie 11:27 AM