Goodbye October

Where is this year going? Time is just flying by...which to be honest I'm happy about. The first quarter of school is now done, let me tell you it was a tough one. I'm starting to believe the myth that teachers hit a wall at year four, because I sure did. I usually have a bunch of energy during the first quarter and enjoy going to work every day, then as the year progresses things get harder. But this year just started out hard, of course it doesn't help that I have had a real tough time in my personal life during the same time period. Combine the two and it is a recipe for disaster. I think I might be able to see the light though, I'm starting to teach the time periods I enjoy more in my class...and I'm hoping the mess that is my personal life might work itself out soon.

Tennis is OVER

The tennis season officially was over as of Thursday afternoon. Something amazing happened this year, the entire varsity team made it to State. Taylorsville hasn't had a girl tennis player qualify for State in like five years. It was awesome, they all lost their first match in state, but that is fine. They made it; and that was a victory for them. I was so excited for them. Now that the girls season is over, it is time to start thinking about the boys season. It was really nice getting to come home after school yesterday. I can't get used to it though, I promised myself that once tennis was over I would start to work out again.

High School Boys

I'm pretty sure I will never understand how the mind of a teenage boy works, but let me tell you...they are crazy. I don't know what happens to boys in high school, but I'm pretty sure not everything is connected. I wish I could even some close to describing some of the things that are said or done in my classroom that they honestly don't think is odd. For example: I have a window in my classroom, for some reason a group of boys gathered around my desk for the last few minutes of class and started throwing things out the window. I won't go into details, because it gets kind of crazy...I just don't understand boys.

Lost Soul

It has now been five months since I was forced to attend a new ward and I still hate it. I thought I had made two friends but both of them have stopped talking to me. I know it is mostly my fault, I don't introduce myself to people or really even talk to people. I had a friend that made church decent for a few weeks, but he has started to ignore me. Do you really wonder why I have a hard time opening up to people!! Recently every new "friend" that comes into my life disappears within a month. I am honestly considering going to a family ward or just being out of town as much as possible. I know church isn't about sitting with friends, but for me I'm miserable without someone to talk to. I used to love going to church every Sunday and I went to every activity, now I dread Sundays and I look for every excuse not to go to an activity. I've honestly never felt so unwelcome at church in my life, I literally hate everything about my ward. Church leaders said they created these new YSA wards/stakes to find the lost souls...well thank you. You took a very active young single adult who loved her ward and have turned her into one of those lost souls.