this is the part where I am exposed as a grad school fraud

My giant work sample is do on Wednesday.

*"What is a work sample?" you ask.
Well, let me tell you. It is a ten lesson math unit that Willow will teach to a class of third graders in January.

*The thrilling topic?
Nonstandard measurement.

*Willow's stress level?
High.

*But isn't Willow a first grade teacher?
Yes.

*So why does she have to teach math to intermediary students, when she is in line to be a primary teacher?
Ask the licenture board, man. I don't effing know!

*Does she just have turn in ten lesson plans and call it a day?
Ha! She wishes! In addition to ten lesson plans, meticulously copied into insanely redundant standard lesson plan templates, she also has to write about four miles of justifications for every choice she makes, as well as contingency plans should a spaceship land on top of the school, and aliens take over Portland, and Willow's lessons must be relocated to outerspace. Willow must include adjustments and modifications for any and all eventualities.

*Did she put this unit off until the last possible minute?
Yes. In fact, she is taking tomorrow off work to complete it.

*Is she currently procrastinating by writing this (probably boring for all readers) entry?
Yes, she is.

*How many times has she considered dropping out of school to go live with the fairies because this is so stressful and difficult?
Um, about eighty times. No, wait. Ninety.
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Okay. I just had to get that out of my system. So hey, what do you think of my hot new look? Good friend Rebecca helped me "jazz up" Perfect Heart, and I for one am REALLY into it! I know that it sort of hurts your eyes if you scroll down real fast, but other than that it's cool. Thanks, Rebecca!