Finally got my Xbox 360 back from Microsoft today. Had to send it back a couple weeks ago because of the dreaded 3 red light error (this means it was an unknown hardware error....yeah, how helpful is that).
Have an interview this weekend so gots to get ready for that. I've got to wow them with my bow-hunting, computer-hacking, bo staff, adolescent teaching skills.
Had a fitness assessment test this morning at the ARC, body fat is 20%. That means I'm carrying around 44lbs of useless junk (unless I was stranded in a cold place in which case it could save me). That means in the next few months I'll be back down to about 20lbs of useless junk and ~10%.
Took a spinning class last weekend that was great! Can't wait to put myself in the pain box again.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Friday, January 26, 2007
What the.....
When did January decide to be almost over. It's like it jumped straight from New Years to the 26th.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
All better
I believe the nerves I was getting before subbing are gone for good. This week I subbed in the same junior high three times. Twice for the same math teacher and once for another math teacher (they had curriculum planning to do). It was good, going back this monday for a sub job for a gifted room. I was never in any kind of gifted program (go ahead, mock me all you want hippies) so I'm interested in what the heck I'll be doing with the brainiacs.
Had a nice workout at the ARC today...many more good times to come. If only I had money for a new pair of basketball shoes and running shoes
Had a nice workout at the ARC today...many more good times to come. If only I had money for a new pair of basketball shoes and running shoes
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Reflect once again
Started year four at the Reflector last night and working again tonight. It's almost hard to believe I've been here so long.
Subbed in an At-Risk classroom today. Nothing will make a person realize how much they have (and make them think about why people act the way they do) like being in a room with a group of kids like these.
Personally I get more out of helping students that aren't supposed to succeed that I do helping high achievers touch the sky, so I've been wondering lately if I should look for a job in some kind of program for kids that need the help.
One of the guys in the first block this morning told me that many of them were there for having/(and/or)smoking weed at school. Of course one young man had to ask what my views were, which I brushed off with something like "it's illegal, and that's all you need to know". Then a couple of them proceeded to tell me that it wasn't because in Columbia you're only charged with this and this if you have under this amount on you. So it seems Columbia has done a good job educating kids on how much weed they can possess without getting into too much trouble.
[Now is where I should insert something about how marijuana probably shouldn't be illegal and that if anything is, it should be alcohol. Why? Effects of alcohol are worse. Besides the fact that it's illegal what have you got against marijuana? ]
Being in a group of room with a group of kids like that (At-Risk, not marijuana experts) makes me wonder what their parents are like.
Why?
Why?
Why?
My parting thought: Before each sub job I've had so far I've been very nervous. They've all turned out well, but I've still been nervous. Just wondering when this is gonna stop happening...
Subbed in an At-Risk classroom today. Nothing will make a person realize how much they have (and make them think about why people act the way they do) like being in a room with a group of kids like these.
Personally I get more out of helping students that aren't supposed to succeed that I do helping high achievers touch the sky, so I've been wondering lately if I should look for a job in some kind of program for kids that need the help.
One of the guys in the first block this morning told me that many of them were there for having/(and/or)smoking weed at school. Of course one young man had to ask what my views were, which I brushed off with something like "it's illegal, and that's all you need to know". Then a couple of them proceeded to tell me that it wasn't because in Columbia you're only charged with this and this if you have under this amount on you. So it seems Columbia has done a good job educating kids on how much weed they can possess without getting into too much trouble.
[Now is where I should insert something about how marijuana probably shouldn't be illegal and that if anything is, it should be alcohol. Why? Effects of alcohol are worse. Besides the fact that it's illegal what have you got against marijuana? ]
Being in a group of room with a group of kids like that (At-Risk, not marijuana experts) makes me wonder what their parents are like.
Why?
Why?
Why?
My parting thought: Before each sub job I've had so far I've been very nervous. They've all turned out well, but I've still been nervous. Just wondering when this is gonna stop happening...
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
Sign
One sign that the world is going to hell:
While subbing for a PE class today a girl asked me if my bike tattoo was "for Fat Tire brand". She seemed very disappointed when I told her no.
While subbing for a PE class today a girl asked me if my bike tattoo was "for Fat Tire brand". She seemed very disappointed when I told her no.
Long day
Had a super duper long day yesterday. From 7:30-3 I was a substitute at a middle school here in town. Then from 4-9:30 I was slaving away at Staples.
Was scheduled to sub for a Family & Consumer Science teacher, but things got switched a little bit and I wound up subbing for a paraprofessional in a special education (aka sped) classroom.
It almost breaks my heart sometimes to wonder why some people choose to reproduce when they probably shouldn't. Who suffers? Everybody. The kids, society, blah blah blah (now is when i tell you to read Freakonomics!)
Bike ride a couple days ago:
And my favorite part of working at staples. You think scooter's rock, try this thing!
Was scheduled to sub for a Family & Consumer Science teacher, but things got switched a little bit and I wound up subbing for a paraprofessional in a special education (aka sped) classroom.
It almost breaks my heart sometimes to wonder why some people choose to reproduce when they probably shouldn't. Who suffers? Everybody. The kids, society, blah blah blah (now is when i tell you to read Freakonomics!)
Bike ride a couple days ago:
And my favorite part of working at staples. You think scooter's rock, try this thing!
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