Back to Normalcy

It seems as though my life will return to normalcy soon. School starts up again tomorrow and according to the other teachers, the kids are going to act like it’s the first day of school. I went up to the school today to put stuff back where it belongs. I had to move everything out of harm’s way last Tuesday. It feels weird thinking about going back. I still can’t believe I’m the one the kids look to when the enter room 212. Heck, I can’t even believe I know enough to teach.

I think I’m just feeling this way because I take my TEXES exam Saturday. You know, it’s that test that pretty much lets the state know that you know your shit. It’s really freaking me out. I haven’t been able to make the study sessions, but according to some people I know, you’ll leave there feeling like you failed the exam no matter what.

After the rearranging adventure at school, I went to Hell-Mart to get some cash and a cake. (It’s my brother-in-law’s b-day today.) As I was walking out, this little girl sitting on the bench in front of McDonald’s begins to frantically wave. She gets up and walks toward me and it was only then that I realized it was one of my students. I asked her if she was ready to go back to school and she scrunched up her nose and shook her head no. It was then that I remembered that I really am a teacher. I imagine that after I left, she told her mom, “I just saw my teacher! She had a birthday cake.” Tomorrow, she will probably ask about the cake in front of everyone or she’ll say, “Huh Ms. Baeza, I saw you at Hell-Mart yesterday?”

I guess it will be nice to go back to work. Dan the Man is starting to get on my nerves. In my opinion, he spends way too much time playing video games and in his opinion I spend too much time watching the Food Network and TLC. During this last week, there have been at least three occasions in which I’ve wanted to tell him to just leave. Sunday, I broke down and told my mom about all the issues we were having. About how he wanted us to go spend the entire day at his friend’s house, yet he can’t bear a couple hours with my friends because he “won’t have anything to talk about.” I also told her about how he fails to introduce me to people and I end up doing it myself and won’t even bother to ask if I want to come along to see his niece and nephew.

So many people have told me that I can do much better. My mom said she was going to pray to my dad to get him away from me, but I’m not sure if that’s what I want. I know these things take a lot and I also know that once I am fed up, I’m going to have no qualms about telling him to get out, even if his family rocks. But for now, I’ll continue to have my “bitch fits” in hopes that he’ll grow up. Fret not my blogger friends, I am going to talk to him. But the rabia has to go down a little. I don’t say things right when I’m so upset.

Well, I guess I’m off to the car wash. Because I had no help taking the trash out yesterday, I managed to get melted ice cream all over Dori’s butt. It’s not a very good look for her.


Cracked Chancla said...

i love tlc and the food network, but i also like to play video games when i can. maybe there's a game you can play together? hope everything works itself out.

DCNats said...

When you're little and you see one of your teachers just out and about it's like a celebrity sighting or something... "Oh my god, you go shopping to?"
A friend of mine who is a middle school teacher ran into one of his students at a baseball game and the sudent was shocked that he had a beer in his hand. I guess at that age it's hard to see your teacher as being anything else but that.
Good luck at school tomorrow!

Anonymous said...

good luck with back to school and with relationship drama. i am guessing danny boy dont read the blog, huh? your long distance pal, jp

Anonymous said...

I know the feeling of having to deal with someone a bit inmaduro. It takes a lot of work, I have to keep reminding my significant other the day to take the trash out, fix things, and what not. I've just stopped doing these things, I mean I can do them by myself, but that defeats the purpose of having a "man" in the house!

take care

Ambiguous foreigner said...

I hope everything is working better with the kids and Dan the man. I’m glad that at least I can read you and know about you. Ah! I agree, it is a weird feeling when you realize you are “the teacher” but it is a nice one too… Everything is going to be all right, you’ll see.
The Ambiguous foreigner