Stressed out

Being a student teaching is a million times more stressful than I thought it would be. At every turn there is a new question that most be answered, another plan that has to be changed, another student that is tardy, absent, missing work, or slacking off. Because I have no plans to fall back on like tenured teachers I have to spend hours each night after going home trying to write up notes, reviewing the material, creating worksheets, drafting a test and quizzes and designing PowerPoint presentations. In addition to this, at every step of the way I have to turn back to my facilitating teacher for advice and approval on basically everything. In addition to this I am also required to attend and write papers (a giant one due next week) for a college class once a week.

In essence I'm stressed out.

I don't usually get stressed out and I've tried to use all the tactics that Ive learned over the years and especially in college to help alleviate stress but I still feel completely stressed more than I have ever felt before. I can't imagine how anyone could do this while holding a part time job...I would go insane...I'm already going insane. The main reason I am writing this blog is because today I planned out my schedule for the rest of my two weeks at my high school placement and I can see the end in sight. Secondly, when you are stressed it is the little things that you forget to do day after day that really start to stress you out. For the past week (or has it been two??? I don't remember...) I keep remembering and then forgetting that I have to send in my passport application and resend my dental work. Even though I've already been invited it really stressed me out each and every day I realized that I still hadn't mailed them in, or that I hadn't called the Peace Corps office before 5 to get the address for the dental work, or forgetting to call the dental office...Little things but probably the most annoying.

Well today I spent all day after school running around calling, copying, and putting them both in the mail. I even found time to eat before making it back to the school for a parent teacher conference.

One less thing...

Less than four months...

Moldova is calling