two posts in one day, what?!

Thought I would share this with anyone looking to waste a little time:

What does your name mean?

Here's what I got
What your first name means:
Teutonic: (Male) Of holy fame.
Teutonic: (Female) Divine fame.
Scottish: (Female) Scottish form of Louise: battle famous. Variant of Alice.
Irish: (Female) Honest.
German: (Female) Sweet.
French: (Female) A 13th century variant of Alice meaning nobility. Now particularly popular in Scotland.
English: (Male) Son of All.
English: (Female) Variant of Alice: Of the nobility. From the German Adalheidis meaning nobility, and the French Adeliz which is a form of Adelaide.

Your number is: 5

The characteristics of #5 are: Expansiveness, visionary, adventure, the constructive use of freedom.

The expression or destiny for #5:
The number 5 Expression endows with the wonderful characteristic of multi-talents and versatility. You can do so many things well. The tone of the number 5 is constructive freedom, and in your drive to attain this freedom, you will likely be the master of adaptability and change. You are good at presenting ideas and knowing how to approach people to get what you want. Naturally, this gives you an edge in any sort of selling game and spells easy success when it comes to working with people in most jobs. Your popularity may lead you toward some form of entertainment or amusement. Whatever you do, you are clever, analytical, and a very quick thinker.

If there is too much of the 5 energy in your makeup, you may express some the negative attitudes of the number. Your restless and impatient attitude may keep you from staying with any project for too long. Sometimes you can be rather erratic and scatter yourself and your energies. You have a hard time keeping regular office hours and maintaining any sort of a routine. You tend to react strongly if you sense that your freedom of speech or action is being impaired or restricted in any way. As clever as you are, you may have a tendency to make the same mistakes over and over again because much of your response is glib reaction rather that thoughtful application. You are in a continuous state of flux brought by constantly changing interests.

Your Soul Urge number is: 7

A Soul Urge number of 7 means:
With a number 7 Soul Urge you are very fond of reading, and retreating to periods of being alone and away from the disruptions of the outer world. You like to dream and develop you idealistic understandings, to study and analyze, to gain knowledge and wisdom. You may be too laid back and withdrawn to really succeed in the business world, and you will be much more comfortable in circumstances that are tolerant of your reserve, your analytical approach, and your desire to use your mind rather than your physical being.

You are very timid around people that you don't know very well, so much so at times that casual conversation and social situations can be strained. You tend to repress your emotions to the extend that some people have a good bit of difficult understanding you. You tend to be very selective with friends and you don't easily adapt to new environments or to new people very quickly.

The negative traits of the 7 include becoming too much the introvert and isolated from others.

Your Inner Dream number is: 7

An Inner Dream number of 7 means:
You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning.

Mine ended up being pretty on. What about yours?
They also had one for your birthday. I'm 8,899 days old.

those new glasses

There they are. They're kinda bronze-y colored and pretty snazzy.

Yesterday, my department chair basically kicked me out and demanded I go home. I was super dizzy, sick to my stomach, all sorts of confused and really wanting to cry my eyes out (not quite sure why, maybe all the stress of the school year so far? i was pretty freaked out at the time, feeling like that and needing to lead students is not a great feeling). I told her it would pass , but she said I needed some rest, since it'd been happening on and off all week. I guess I didn't miss much but kids being kids and the 3rd day with no A/C. That may not sound too terrible in October, but at this point in time, we need the A/C just to keep the rooms from getting stuffy. The rooms with computer labs got up in the 90s. Mine stay around 80-82 degrees, but with only one window for air and 20-30 bodies in a smallish room, it gets stuffy. The kids weren't happy and neither were the teachers.

My head is killing me today, probably due to the rain, so I'm not gonna get much done. Ugh.

ugh

I finally went to the eye doctor. I'm trying out new contacts, which are amazing so far and I ordered new glasses that are really amazing looking. It was hard to choose! The woman that helped me and I picked out about 20 pairs that were similar, but had different colors, slightly different shapes, etc. We narrowed it down to two different pairs and it was so hard to choose! I noticed one pair was by Vera Wang, which prompted me to ask "Does every designer have eyeglasses now?". The anwer is: Of course. Duhh.
I ended up with a pair by Furla, they look similar to this, but a darker color:


I think these are the ones I almost got (or at least, this is the closest picture I could find):


There are two downsides to finally going to see the optomitrist, getting new contacts (yay), and glasses (yay), all in the correct perscription (yay).
1. He dialated my eyes. I don't know if I've ever had this done. It was creepy, though. Are you supposed to be able to see the veins in your eyeballs when they shine a light into them? And why is my right eye still dialated?


2. My Flex Medical spending account is totally screwed. I thought I had $75 left in it from last year- jk! Apparently, when they said "Claim it by 11/31/07", they meant "Spend it by 8/31/07". As we all know, it's no longer August. Thankfully, I had $150 in it, so that paid for the exam and this new patient contact package. My insurance actually covers a lot when it comes to getting glasses, it knocked about 100 bucks off, but due to the mix up with the flex account, we basically only get $50 covered by that. Blaaahhh. I should read the statements closer.

upcoming, up & coming, coming up...

I've been making a mental list of things to write about, all that deal with school. I may put some of the belief essays I wrote along with my 11th graders up, just to break up all the teaching-related stuff. What can I say? My life doesn't consist of much else right now.

Here are a few:
Support System = Success (I would say 'parents', but a lot of my students don't live with a parent, which is a whole other topic)
Student Parents
Teachers who are also Hypocrites
Should I Really Be Doing This? (The question every [esp new] teacher asks at least once a week, I swear!)

I would start this now, but I am super tired & sore. I went to my new dance class last night and it kicked my ass. I worked it hard and now my hips, butt and upper thigh mucles are hurting.

I'll leave you with this moment that gave me my laugh for the day yesterday:
(Lawrence is a boy in one of my 10th grade who is very helpful and is always cheerful. I love having him in class.)
Lawrence: Mrs. P, I can't find that PSAT practice workbook you said was in here.
Me: Like I said, you have to shake the workbook.
Lawrence: [shakes it] Seeee?
Me: [takes book and shakes it] Hmm...
Lawrence: [picks up PSAT workbook FROM THE FLOOR and grins] Heehee. I made you shake it.

That cracked me up! But it's probably more of a 'you had to be there' moment.

what a week.

Six parents. That's how many I saw at P/T Conferences. 10:30-6:30: Six parents. Six! Last year, I at least got close to ten. But, six?! Oh well. I got a lot done, like planning and finishing Slaughterhouse Five. Yep.
Wednesday was the first meeting of COMP (the workshop for 2nd year teachers). LONGEST DAY OF MY LIFE. It was a repeat of BEST (1st year teacher workshop last year) and alllll of my ed college courses. Plus, the woman treated us like children! Seriously, she lectured us and gave grown people "teacher looks" (similar to a "parent look"). The Granby table of teachers were the worst behaved-- we totally got split up. hah! We were passing notes, being very critical, giggling, etc. Bad, bad teachers. Oh well. We were trying not to fall asleep or scream in agony. Our biggest complaint, beyond what I already mentioned of it being a repeat of everything we already know, was that the first speaker wasn't following what she was telling us to do with our own students. Gotta love it, right?
Thursday morning, I got stuck in traffic for an hour. A whole hour! I didn't get to school until 7:35 (the tardy bell rings at 7:25). There was a multi-car crash in the tunnel, and I was stuck right near it for 30+ minutes. It took another 30 minutes to get through the tunnel and to Granby. ugh! Thank goodness I don't have a 2nd bell!
Friday was actually pretty good. The kids were a little wound up because it was the end of Spirit Week, and there was a Pep Rally for Homecoming at the end of the day. I was a little irritated with my 7th bell when they whined about me making them do their journal.

I'm glad this week's over. Now, I take a walk.

Conference day!

Today was Parent/Teacher conference day.
Plus: I got to "sleep in", as it didn't start until 10:30.
Minus: It goes until 6:30

There's more (and more that goes beyond this day), but I'm tired and it's time for Heroes (and Megan and I to discuss Heroes while we watch).

For now, take a guess as to how many parents/guardians I saw between 10:30 and 6:30 (with an hour break for lunch!). I'll give you a hint: it's more than I saw at the Open House this year, but less than I saw on P/T conference day last year.

O SNAP

I had a completely new and exhilirating experience in teaching today:
Being electrocuted/shocked by the mobile laptop lab.

I was plugging a charger back in and got that wonderful tingling and aching feeling traveling quickly up my arm from my knuckle to my elbow. My arm felt strange the rest of the block. I made students who are more daring and don't care for a shock to plug in the others. I hate the mobile lab. It's not enough that the laptops are cheap Dells that are probably from the late 1990s/early 2000s, it also has to shock me.
One of my students said, "I really want to laugh, but I know it's gonna happen to me some day." I told him to go ahead and laugh, then plug in a few of the chargers. Most of them asked me if I was okay or were so into typing their personal essays that they didn't really notice. Thankfully, it happened so quickly and didn't hurt that much (I was more shocked that it happened, it'd never happened before!), I didn't say anything inappropriate, ha! That would have been interesting.

P.S. The title of this post is totally a real license plate I saw on the way to work one morning. This was the day after seeing FOSAMA. I love personalized license plates.