While reading for one of my classes (I know, unusual isn't it.) I read an article about working with primary age students. This lead my brain to think of friends (in the most abstract form) at the daycare that I worked. Because my brain switches gears quickly it lead me to think about my friends that went through the Elementary Education Program with me (most of us graduated with our dignity and sanity intact, the jury's still out on me). This caused a flood of memories that were sparked by blogs and yearbooks of this amazing group. I know that I would not be the person you see today (this is were you have a pleasing picture of me in your head, STOP LAUGHING!). Here are some memories to remember.
So this was a big week. For the first time in a long time I have felt the overwhelming need to cry. As always I am unaware of the way that people can see what is going on with me even when I think that I doing a good job of hiding it from everyone. I am an RA (Resident Advisor) at Dixie. This week I was given the task to work with another RA to make flyer's for a sports activity that was coming up. Usually I am the one who makes sure that everything that needs to go on the fl yer is on and is correct. The other RA usually does all the "Flash". Well this week I had over 28 hours of work to do. Because of all of the homework that I had to do I did not check the fl yer that had been done and let the other RA do what ever he wanted and trusted that the information would be correct. A few days later it was the day before all of my assignments were due and I was freaking out. I also had to go to my RA meeting. At these meeting my RM (Resident Manager) has personal meetings with...
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