:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::Guildenstern: Our names shouted in a certain dawn...a message...a summons...There must have been a moment where we could have said no. But somehow we missed it. Rosen-? Guil-? Well, we'll know better next time. Now you see me, now you- -Tom Stoppard, R&G Are Dead | |
| :: "How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r requested, each wish resign'd" -Alexander Pope :: bloghome | contact :: | |
|
:: Saturday, February 12, 2011 :: I've been thinking a lot about what I'm going to do in the future. Well, I mean, more than normal because that's basically all I've been doing since I graduated. That and becoming increasingly bitter, jaded, and cynical. I think I'm going to try my hardest to become a teacher. I qualify for lateral entry so the next step is contacting CMS (Or some other school system -- maybe Asheville or Chapel Hill's) and figuring out how to get started. I need to be hired as a teacher first and then that get the whole thing started. In the end, it's what I keep coming back to. All other options involve me continuing to try and get hired despite not having the right qualifications because I chose to go to a stupid fucking school.
Comments:
Post a Comment
|
|
|
|
|