2007-09-11 - 8:21 a.m.
Yesterday was a day of good news!

Ding dong, the witch is dead! Which old witch? The wicked witch!

The wicked witch of my practicum!

So, my teacher was not working out. She belittled me in front of the class, did the same to my practicum partner and was more interested in grading papers than in speaking to us during study hall.

So we complained to our supervisors and hopefully, by tomorrow we'll be in a new school!

We have to go this one last time and tell the wicked one that we're not coming back. My practicum partner, Doughy (that nickname is not a comment on her weight or appearance, I swear), is so terrified of this woman that she won't tell her we're not coming back. She wanted to go and then just email her.

Well, I'm not a coward and so I will suffer the blow that will fall when she finds out we've been sitting in on her class, "disrupting things", for the past five days for nothing.

Honestly, she doesn't really want us either, so I think she'll be relieved.

This is such fantastic news, though. You have no idea the cloud that lifted when I found out we might get to leave. I'm not usually a quitter, I would have stuck it out and insisted it wasn't that bad, but it was. It was that bad. I was so anxious and uncomfortable every time we were there. Not exactly what I wanted my first teaching experience to be.

So yeah. Last day of going to that hellhole of a high school!

And there was some crazy awesome news from Cousin Meg, but it's not something I want to talk about until I know it's for sure and she's actually moved out of their apartment and dumped that loser for good. Wait, did I just talk about it? Oops. I guess I should go ahead and say that no, I'm not finding joy in my cousin's sorrow or misery, I'm just so excited at the prospect of her finally leaving that childish jackass. He's not good enough for her. Bottom line. She'll be soo much better off, if she actually cuts that cord. I don't know, though, it's going to be hard for her. I don't want to get too excited because they share property together, they have cats, they've been together for almost four years now, they've lived together for two and she lost her virginity to him. None of those things exactly spell easy break up. Plus, she doesn't know if she loves him that much any more or not. She's a romantic so she could talk herself into loving him more than she actually does.

Ok. So, I wasn't going to go into that, but I did. And that's no good. But I have no time to delete because I am a busy woman who should be cramming for EdPsych.