Showing posts with label grading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grading. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2008

School eats my life

Apparently, since I haven't posted in a month! All I'll say is that I really enjoy having my honors class, I'm amused at my mother's struggle to get John to fill out college applications, and that I won the Freedom Friday contest with my pretty black skirt with gold and white firework/flower print.

Looking forward to: a relaxed Monday inflicting tests on all my classes (heh heh), a mass of grading for the end of the marking period on Friday, Jeff's birthday next weekend, and the arrival of a certain traveling book!

Currently reading: The Bourne Supremacy by Robert Ludlum. This is one of the few series that I've seen the movies before reading the books, and it's rather surprising how different they are. Coincidentally, the movie happened to be on tv tonight!

Monday, January 14, 2008

because clearly doing surveys is more important than my end of semester grading

Shamlessly stolen from Becky through Rachel. :)

1. Close your eyes. Turn your head slightly to the right. Open them. What do you see?
The empty shelf on my new desk, with a few papers in it. I really need to get organized. My desk at school is so much worse.

2. Are you reading a good book now? What is it?
Not at the moment-I haven't had time. But there's a whole box of books in the closet I can dive into if I want.

3. It's 2008. Do you believe this?
No! I'm amazed I remember to write it on the board.

4. Do you want to do a paper about Christian tattoos as icons?
Sure, why not? There was a giant statue of the Virgin Mary in the window of the tattoo parlor next to the Boyd theater when I was there the other day; it seems like such a contradiction in terms.

5. Is it abnormally warm today where you live?
No, it got chilly again. Though since it was supposed to be the big winter storm that hit Boston, and it only rained here, I guess it is abnormally warm.

6. Have you ever been in a serious physical fight? Tell me about it. Why did it happen? What did it feel like? If you've been in many, pick one.
No, not really. I mean, I've had wrestling sessions with my siblings, but never a real fight. And as Rachel has established, tickle fights don't count.

7. Can you see out a window right now? If so, describe the first person you see out the window. If there's no person, or no window, tell me who is not there.
Well, the blinds are closed at the moment, but even if they were open, I probably wouldn't see anyone; for an apartment complex, there's usually not much activity.

8. What is right in front of you that you love?
Internet access at home!

9. What is right in front of you that you find perplexing?
Big baskets full of grading. Why doesn't it ever end? Why do students have to question my grades?

10. Are you tired?
Yes, even though it's finals week and I don't really have too much to do, I'm just feeling really drained and like I want more time away. The other teachers they said the same way, at least, so I know it's not first-year burnout, but I just don't want to go back. I want a day in bed with a good book. Maybe the symptoms of Jeff leaving are starting to sink in.

11. When is the last time you made a conscious decision to lie? Why did you do so?
I don't know...probably to one of my students in recent days.

12. What worries you right now?
How to get all my grading done, what to do to start next semester, if my observation today went well, if the bratty student who gets on my nerves will keep challenging me.....

13. What pleases you right now?
Being able to update this, being able to talk to Jeff and Becky and Rachel online, being done with the semester.

14. What can you hear right now?
The hum of the computer, the noise of the Project Runway rerun in the background.

15. What (approximately) was happening in your life 5 years ago?
Touring around Europe, if I'm to believe Rachel and Becky. Stressing out about things I can't control.

16. Has anything fundamentally changed about your emotional life since then?
To some extent. I'm not as freaked out about intimacy, I'm no longer pining for romance, I'm a little less focused on how I'm perceived; unfortunately, I still am a perfectionist and take things way too personally.

17. Do you have any secret that you have never told anyone, at all, ever, even anonymously?
I don't know...at this point, I might not.

18. Have you ever hugged a book?
Definitely.

19. Thrown one across the room?
Possibly? Like Rachel, I was really tempted to do so with The Night Listener, but I managed to restrain myself. I don't know why I took that book so personally.

20. Hit one?
Probably pounded on one for emphasis.... I don't know, how else would you really hit a book?

21. Kissed one?
Probably at some point.

22. Destroyed one on purpose?
During the book recycling sprees for National Honor Society in high school, I'm pretty sure I ripped up an old German textbook. It was somewhat satisfying.

23. Yelled at one?
Yes! Can't remember which at the moment.

24. Refused to continue reading at one point due to a moral objection to certain events, but then just had to get back to it?
A House Like a Lotus for sure, because the sex was so startling to little innocent me, but I picked it up and finished it a few years later. The one I really debated over not finishing was Before Night Falls, Reynaldo Arenas' autobiography, which we read for Latino lit at Bryn Mawr, after the descriptions of bestiality in the first few pages. But I guess I wasn't quite gutsy enough to stick up for my instinctive reaction, and I finished the book anyway.

23. Have you done all those things to other people?
Hugged, yes; kissed, yes; hit, definitely, but never really punched or slugged; thrown across the room, no, though I have pushed people off the bed; yelled at, yes; destroyed on purpose, not so much.

24. What is the strangest thing you have ever hugged?
Not sure. Who was my strangest friend? ;)

25. Kissed?
My own elbow?

26. The very first time you were enamoured of someone, what did you do in immediate reaction?
Me being me, I had no idea I was enamoured until someone pointed out that I was being far too defensive to not be enamoured of the person.

27. Name something unusual that had some influence in your sexual development.
Imaginary AIM characters.

28. And something cliched?
Poorly-written (usually fantasy or sci-fi) erotic scenes.

29. How about a minor guilty secret? Doesn't have to be about sex, just something not-huge that bugged you.
I've heard a lot from Jeff's mother about concerns she has about him, and I haven't said anything to him, even though I feel like he should know.

30. What about a small act of heroism?
Today I helped a student get exempt from the exam who was off by half a point.

Boo, no more survey...back to grading...

Monday, January 07, 2008

Never thought I'd see the day when I'd be applying to study at...NCC

Thanks to the PA Department of Education, which has decided in their supreme wisdom that to be an excellent English teacher, I must know math, I have to take 3 college credits of math. Which meant that today I found myself standing in line at NCC, waiting to be accepted. Which they did remarkably quickly--fastest turnaround time I've ever seen for a college bureaucracy. This evening I took the math placement test (which actually freaked me out for a bit thinking that I wasn't going to pass in order to get the class I'm going for--college algebra--when it started with all that nasty trig sin and cos and tan stuff), and tomorrow I hope to register and get this over with! The good news is that after what will hopefully be an easy class, I will be an official certified teacher; the bad news is that the last day of class is my birthday. Oh well.

In other news, I have about 20 essays left to grade...and I'm spending time here. Figures. Going to be a late night tonight.

Friday, April 27, 2007

It's FRIDAY!!

Apparently there's nothing like being a teacher to make you appreciate the weekends. And I'm proud of me, I weathered a full day of teaching on only 4 hours sleep. (I do not plan to make this a habit!) The fact that both my large classes were considerably smaller from absences helped quite a bit.

In other news, happy belated birthday Becky! (ooh, alliteration! Sorry, in the midst of a poetry unit, so I look for sound devices everywhere.) I honestly intended to call you on the actual day, but I forget what happened to prevent me from doing so... Anyway, I just wanted to reassure you that the lack of contact does not mean that you were forgotten.

I have much more to do in the next few weeks than I'd like--meaning I should start some of it now, before the evening's entertainment, but I just can't bring myself to do it. Perhaps if it weren't so wet outside I'd be more likely to go out there and start the stack of grading I have. Ah, well.

Perhaps I will go finish a book not meant for school...