Feb. 25th, 2010 06:36 am
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Pack pack pack pack pack.

Guess what I didn't do yesterday.

Let's see what I can scramble together this morning before work =)
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I don't think it is odd. I don't think it is strange, but that is me. To me, journals such as this are sort of my venting thing.

That's why happy entries are few and far between.

Well, consider this a happy entry.

And the reason for this happy entry:

I <3 Beth!
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I don't have anything really all that interesting to post here really.

Well, I do, it's just that I can't figure out how to get it out in a post.

So I'll just say that there is some sad news going in in the academic world (2 deaths at the college: the history professor I tutored for and worked closely with for about half of my academic career here, Linda Nelson, and the academic adviser for the honor society I am a member of, Joe Sarnoff). And, of course, the school is clamming up about any reports on what happened.

I am especially concerned about the wording of the releases: Joe Sarnoff passed away (which, to me, indicates an illness, etc.), while Linda Nelson was found dead (perhaps indicating a suicide). Be nice if they let us know anything other than the bare facts.

Kindergarten is going well. Since the previous behavioral plan wasn't working all that well, it is time for a new one. So, implementation time!

I was also approved by the BOE for my position in the classroom for hte rest of the year.

Things with Beth are much, much better, which makes me a very happy Brychuu.

*Looks at the clock* Oh. I need to shower and shave before school. I should get on that.
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I made the attempt to stay at that meeting last night. I was on board, listening to the PILOT Stuff (Payment in Lieu of Taxes for the Hospital), and found it almost interesting. I was on board listening to the new plan for dividing a math class into two sections (even though it took some people asking the same question four times in succession until they understood, with the same answer), and I was even on board listening to the new science plan.

But when there was a half hour to forty minute discussion on moving a plaque and putting up a sign? Heaven forefend. Won't someone think of the children?

I'm confident I was approved last night, and all was not a waste, as I did meet a few of the board members (which may be important in the coming year for me). So, i'm sure Larry will come up to me and say "Sorry, you didn't get approved), wait for me to be sad, and then laugh jokingly. I'm sure Kate will laugh that I was stuck listening to that thrilling conversation at the meeting, until I remind her that her husband was stuck longer than I was (though he probably gets paid to go).

Anyway, back to Kindergarten regardless today.

I am very proud of Beth, she is back in Grad school, doing something she is very passionate about: Computers =) I'm also glad that she is significantly less depressed, it makes me happy to see her happy indeed.

As for the rest of life...wait...there is more to life than working, sleeping, watching the Rangers lose, and my hour or so with Beth?

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Are you kidding me? Really? That is what this whole argument was about?

I love my life. Seriously. I can't wait until it is over.
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The Conference went really well. Granted, I was one of 4 guys there (out of about 50 total people, the curse of elementary?), but I had a good time. The content was really interesting, as I had basically no knowledge of Autism, Aspergers, or Sensory Sensitivity Disorders.

After listening to the speaker, I think that we have been on the right track with my little guy, and have a few new ideas to try with him over the course of the rest of the year, as well as some suggestions for Beth's nephew's family (though they are probably being tried, never hurts to ask).

This last week has been broken up quite nicely, with Monday off, and Wednesday at the conference. As a student teacher, I remember hating it when this happened curriculum-wise, as it meant I may run out of time to finish the content, but as an aide, I love it.

*Looks around his room* Wow, I think a torando spawned by a hurricane during an earthquake which was caused by volcanic action during a blizzardy ice storm happened here. This place is a wreck, I need to clean it badly. Perhaps I'll do that sometime today. And laundry too, I desperately need to do laundry.

Let's see what today has to offer, shall we?

Well then

Jan. 20th, 2010 03:48 am
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Despite not having slept well the night before, nor feeling well yesterday morning, the day turned out pretty good.

Only a few snags for my little student, and nothing all that major. Reconnected with an old classmate from High School, which was cool, and even managed to grab a little non-running around time with Beth, where we just sat and watched TV together. That was a very nice part of the day.

Oh, the Rangers winning 8-2 was a nice cap as well.

And now i'm getting ready for the conference in Syracuse today, hence being up at this time (compared to last night)

This should be fun.
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So, it seems I was able to sleep from 8:30 pm until roughly 10:30 pm. After waking up (as is custom when I sleep early), I couldn't fall back asleep. I've never counted to 3,637 before, but I don't plan on doing it again anytime soon.

Seeking better bringers of slumber, I turned from counting sheep/whatever I was counting to reading. After roughly a hundred pages, I couldn't read anymore for that span. I may try again soon, though the goal will not be sleep.

So here I am, 3:53 am, fully aware I won't be able to sleep tonight at all. Fully aware I will be wrangling a kindergartener most likely all day. Fully aware that I have to be up early again tomorrow to get that ride to Syracuse for that Conference.

Oh, and squeeze laundry in there somewhere. I should probably do that, since I didn't today.

Tack that on to having what I think is a mild head cold, and the stuff going on with Beth, it proves once again that life, is indeed, awesome.

Earlier I felt numb. Then I felt like crying. Now, in my mostly sleep deprived state, I feel as if I stand on the top of a narrow mountain, the summit flat and only a few feet across, ten at the most. The slopes surrounding me are vertical, and the summit is barren. Surrounding the mountain are endless grasslands, hundreds, if not thousands, of feet below me. At the moment, it isn't despair. It isn't a feeling of helplessness. It isn't one of all hope being lost.

More of a feeling of "Fuck. What do I do now."
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My dearest nemesis Life,

Stop defecating on everything I enjoy.

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Few things.

Apparently I have to be interviewed for the position I pretty much already have, and have been doing for 2 weeks. Hooray bureaucracy.

Ups and downs on the depressional cycle. Lately, I just feel expendable, not needed, and left out. Not at the school, I feel like the place would burn down without me. Just...everywhere else. If I disappeared, would it make people sad or glad I am out of the way? Am I just an unintentional roadblock to other peoples happiness? Or am I like the lumbar support on Silibern: There when it is needed to be used, but otherwise largely ignored?

Speaking of Silibern, I should get the lights changed and the antenna fixed.

Oh well. Sledding tomorrow with the Kindergarteners (hopefully we won't have any meltdowns), followed with what will probably be a lonely three day weekend.

I may post, I may not. Who knows.
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I get the feeling today is not going to be a good day. Perhaps it is something in the air, who knows.

Will it be school?

Will it be stupid drivers?

Will it be my love life (or whatever you want to call it)?

Guess time will tell, hm?
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Well, another weekend gone. What to say about it?

Aside from a small portion, last night was good. Beth and I had dinner at Eben's Hearth, and then wandered the mall in Massena; something I haven't done in a while. We had a good time, and I think the best part was driving down 56, singing to the Seatbelts like we used to. We are Doggy Doggy Dogs! Heehee.

Then back to my place to watch the last two episodes of the 10th Doctor. No tears, but lots of "what the fuck?"

The blip last night? We are lying in bed, and I asked Beth what she was thinking. After all, we had a rather good night hanging out together, as perfect as it has been lately (it even felt like the world around us stopped for a little bit!), and she tells me I don't want to hear it. Alarm bells naturally go off in my head, because I know what that means right now, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. Why, after such a pleasant night of just us, are her last thoughts of the night focus on Morgan?

Yes, the green eyed monster. Jealousy. Even though I have been constantly reassured again and again I have nothing to fear, I still do. Lately it has been a bit tenuous since I found out that Beth was attracted to Morgan, kissed him, etc. I don't know, it just scares the hell out of me. I fear I am not good enough. I'm worried I am the old, the unexciting (because let's face it, I am not very exciting). I am the known. People want excitement. People want new. What am I to do?

So yes. I am down about all of this. It seems I can't go a day without hearing about Morgan doing this, Morgan saying that, or something about Dexter, which Morgan introduced to Beth. On the surface, it may seem innocent enough, but it always feels like my heart is being torn out each and every time; and that's why I get quiet. Introspective. Saddenned.

This entry should not be taken that last night sucked, because it was positive on many levels, and aside from the blip, it was wonderful.


I may have a consistent job in the Kindergarten for the rest of the year, with benefits as an Aide. This is good, the kids are adorable, and it isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Furthermore, there is a Social Studies position opening up in the Fall at the High School, and I already have several people (professors, teachers, principals, former staff, and other staff) ready to sing my praises for the position, which is an excellent start to getting my foot in the door and a permanent job. Maybe i'll be able to move back into Potsdam sometime =)

Not that Canton is bad. It is just lonely.

And now, I should get some sleep, those Kindergartners have so much energy.
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First real blogging post in well over a year. Followed Beth over after she had been here a while.

Hopefully blogging will help me be less depressed, because lately, I have been insanely down. It isn't really like me, I don't think I have been this down since I was 15 or 16. That's like 10 years.

(Well, maybe more like 5 or so years, I think I was pretty depressed in the middle of my college career too?)

Anyway, hopefully it helps. I'm not sure if it is the things going on with Beth (where I am not always 100% where we stand, I think we are together, but sometimes it feels as if I am just a mover, a chauffeur, or a provider of other services and that is it. Other times, I feel as if things are doing a bit better.

Might be on my end, but who knows. Hopefully things begin to get better again, because I want to feel like I used to when I was with her. Back when the world stopped whenever we were together. Now, the world goes too fast, time goes too fast, and it isn't very nice.

Post Post Post. Just regurgitating what is going on in my mind.

We shall see what today brings. I'm going to watch some hockey, and see if Beth does want to come over. I know I'll have to go drive to Potsdam to pick her up, but...why not? At least I'll be able to spend more than just an hour or two with her (provided she doesn't hide on her computer like she had been when she came over here last month).

Then back to Kindergarten Monday. Hooray?