25 May 2010
19 May 2010
Hmmmm
It's very interesting to find out who is truly supportive and a friend in the work place and who isn't.
18 May 2010
Oh, and one more thing
Positive for going to school up north: my cousins live there, yeah!!!
Negative for going to school up north: there is NO TARGET!!!!!!
Negative for going to school up north: there is NO TARGET!!!!!!
I need to get out more
I know I shop at the happy place more often than I realize when I went to stop by the Albertsons, after dinner tonight, down the west side of the street and it was NO LONGER THERE!
When did that happen?
And where in the world did it go?
What if I'm on the other side of the neighborhood and need orange juice for my smoothies, and Target is too far away....
Where in the world do I go now?
And don't say HelMart as that's on the same side as Target so for COURE Target wins that hands down!
When did that happen?
And where in the world did it go?
What if I'm on the other side of the neighborhood and need orange juice for my smoothies, and Target is too far away....
Where in the world do I go now?
And don't say HelMart as that's on the same side as Target so for COURE Target wins that hands down!
15 May 2010
Change of Plans Part II
Part of getting an administrative degree is having intern hours. Hours are required at the secondary level, as well as the elementary level (250 hours at each, to be exact).
The easiest way to get hours, and to booster up the old vita to get a permanent position, is to be an intern vice principal. Since I have been accepted into USU's program, I qualify for being able to apply for next year's intern position within my district.
Yep; even though I've yet to take a class on HOW to be an administrator, I can apply to be an intern and pretend to know everything I should know for the interview process within the district.
After reviewing types of questions I may or may not be asked with my boss, watching the employment board intently for signs of openings for interns, I applied to be an intern, and began the waiting game.
Two weeks after applying, I received a phone call scheduling the interview. It was May 4, at 11am. I would be one of 31 applicants applying for four positions. Hmm, hello. I didn't think I had a chance in hell.
I was a bit of a nervous wreck, as always in stressful situations, the morning of the interview. I dressed very professional (even wore freaking nylons for heaven's sake!) and was ready for whatever.
The interviewing process could be streamlined a bit better, and I of course was thinking of ways an instructional designer (Master's #1 I'd like to point out) could whip the process into shape, while I waited for my turn. You get to go into three different rooms, and be interviewed by two principals at the same time, in each room. One room had two principals at one end of a conference table, and two more at the other end interviewing someone else. Very weird. As you answer their pre-determined questions (one question each) they furiously scribble down whatever they deem important enough to hopefully remember you by the end of the process.
Intimidating? A bit. However, I feel I've been in the district long enough that I could at least realize who each principal was, and who I really needed to impress (a.k.a. kiss up to).
One week later.....I received a call on the intercom from the secretary stating I have a phone call to take in the library. When I got there, and asked the librarian if he knew who it was, he said, "I think it's your mom". I of course went into panic mode wondering what had happened to my mom, my step-dad, my siblings, the dog, the house, my extended family, etc. (I am a bit of a drama queen in case you haven't figured that out already).
It was the director of student relations (i.e. the lady in charge of the interns) and she said I had been chosen.
Did you get that!?! CHOSEN! I WAS ONE OF THE FOUR interns chosen for next year. Chosen out of 31 applicants.
Yes, I'm tooting my own horn, but I'm pretty darn proud of myself. I feel bad for coworkers who interviewed as well but weren't chosen, but I have to move forward and be proud for myself of what I've accomplished.
Now I just wait in anticipation to find out where I'll be next year.
Oh, and can I also gloat and state I was the second choice. SECOND!
Okay, I'll be humble once again and stop gloating. Those who know me know I hardly ever do, seriously, as I am the hardest person on myself. I don't really think anything I do is that great, but I honestly feel good about this.
The easiest way to get hours, and to booster up the old vita to get a permanent position, is to be an intern vice principal. Since I have been accepted into USU's program, I qualify for being able to apply for next year's intern position within my district.
Yep; even though I've yet to take a class on HOW to be an administrator, I can apply to be an intern and pretend to know everything I should know for the interview process within the district.
After reviewing types of questions I may or may not be asked with my boss, watching the employment board intently for signs of openings for interns, I applied to be an intern, and began the waiting game.
Two weeks after applying, I received a phone call scheduling the interview. It was May 4, at 11am. I would be one of 31 applicants applying for four positions. Hmm, hello. I didn't think I had a chance in hell.
I was a bit of a nervous wreck, as always in stressful situations, the morning of the interview. I dressed very professional (even wore freaking nylons for heaven's sake!) and was ready for whatever.
The interviewing process could be streamlined a bit better, and I of course was thinking of ways an instructional designer (Master's #1 I'd like to point out) could whip the process into shape, while I waited for my turn. You get to go into three different rooms, and be interviewed by two principals at the same time, in each room. One room had two principals at one end of a conference table, and two more at the other end interviewing someone else. Very weird. As you answer their pre-determined questions (one question each) they furiously scribble down whatever they deem important enough to hopefully remember you by the end of the process.
Intimidating? A bit. However, I feel I've been in the district long enough that I could at least realize who each principal was, and who I really needed to impress (a.k.a. kiss up to).
One week later.....I received a call on the intercom from the secretary stating I have a phone call to take in the library. When I got there, and asked the librarian if he knew who it was, he said, "I think it's your mom". I of course went into panic mode wondering what had happened to my mom, my step-dad, my siblings, the dog, the house, my extended family, etc. (I am a bit of a drama queen in case you haven't figured that out already).
It was the director of student relations (i.e. the lady in charge of the interns) and she said I had been chosen.
Did you get that!?! CHOSEN! I WAS ONE OF THE FOUR interns chosen for next year. Chosen out of 31 applicants.
Yes, I'm tooting my own horn, but I'm pretty darn proud of myself. I feel bad for coworkers who interviewed as well but weren't chosen, but I have to move forward and be proud for myself of what I've accomplished.
Now I just wait in anticipation to find out where I'll be next year.
Oh, and can I also gloat and state I was the second choice. SECOND!
Okay, I'll be humble once again and stop gloating. Those who know me know I hardly ever do, seriously, as I am the hardest person on myself. I don't really think anything I do is that great, but I honestly feel good about this.
11 May 2010
The Change of Plans
It’s amazing how things happen in one’s life. I was all set to be getting married, and then, as we all know, that idea went straight to hell. When I realized June would not be the month for me to wear white and my sexy purple shoes, I applied to the Supervisory/Administration program (a.k.a the program to become a vice principal/principal) at USU for the summer. It’s a two year program, pretty much a second Masters degree, that is basically completed within seven weeks.
Insane, yes.
Only 25 applicants are taken. When I applied, I did it within one day of the deadline. I have to give a huge thanks to my boss, my supervisor at the district, and a college professor from last year for writing some kick butt letters of recommendation.
After paying the big bucks for the last minute of everything, I received an email 10 days later stating there were 30 extra applicants and would anyone care to defer until the Fall. Well, we are all teachers trying to move up in the world, so obviously deferring isn’t an option. I replied that I wanted to stay in consideration for Summer, and then I waited, leaving it up to whatever will be will be.
The most intimidating part is when I had to do the phone interview. I had eight minutes to answer questions from six different people, all on the phone at the same time. Supposedly I was given a guideline as to what would be asked. Well, I was only asked two of the questions on the guideline; the rest was off the cuff. Apparently my BS answers were fabulous because…..
I was accepted.
My last day of work is June 4th, a Friday, and my first day of classes is June 7th, a Monday. I will be doing two classes every two weeks, with an evening online course as well.
I did say it was insane.
Insane, yes.
Only 25 applicants are taken. When I applied, I did it within one day of the deadline. I have to give a huge thanks to my boss, my supervisor at the district, and a college professor from last year for writing some kick butt letters of recommendation.
After paying the big bucks for the last minute of everything, I received an email 10 days later stating there were 30 extra applicants and would anyone care to defer until the Fall. Well, we are all teachers trying to move up in the world, so obviously deferring isn’t an option. I replied that I wanted to stay in consideration for Summer, and then I waited, leaving it up to whatever will be will be.
The most intimidating part is when I had to do the phone interview. I had eight minutes to answer questions from six different people, all on the phone at the same time. Supposedly I was given a guideline as to what would be asked. Well, I was only asked two of the questions on the guideline; the rest was off the cuff. Apparently my BS answers were fabulous because…..
I was accepted.
My last day of work is June 4th, a Friday, and my first day of classes is June 7th, a Monday. I will be doing two classes every two weeks, with an evening online course as well.
I did say it was insane.
10 May 2010
Why wasn't I told this when I went to college!!!
Worst-Paying College Degrees
(Yahoo HotJobs 5.10.10)
10. Drama (starting annual salary: $35,600; mid-career annual salary: $56,600)
9. Fine arts (starting annual salary: $35,800; mid-career annual salary: $56,300)
8. Hospitality and tourism (starting annual salary: $37,000; mid-career annual salary: $54,300)
7. Education (starting annual salary: $36,200; mid-career annual salary: $54,100) (At least it's not the #1 worst paying!!)
6. Horticulture (starting annual salary: $37,200; mid-career annual salary: $53,400)
5. Spanish (starting annual salary: $35,600; mid-career annual salary: $52,600)
4. Music (starting annual salary: $34,000; mid-career annual salary: $52,000)
3. Theology (starting annual salary: $34,800; mid-career annual salary: $51,500)
2. Elementary education (starting annual salary: $33,000; mid-career annual salary: $42,400)
1. Social work (starting annual salary: $33,400; mid-career annual salary: $41,600)
08 May 2010
07 May 2010
The Low Down
June was the plan, and then it was too soon for everything to be pulled together. So Fall became the option. Then nothing would be discussed, future plans were no longer being planned, and both parties involved realized there was no reason to have a ring on the finger if plans weren't being made.
Excuses were given as to why the move to SLC couldn't occur; valid to the individual making them, unclear to the receiver of the news (actually still seem like poor excuses, but whatever). I really don't understand why something that felt so right and was supposed to work didn't, but then I guess I should understand because choices are something one can make, regardless if they are the right choices.
I am sooo not a fan of Free Agency I'd like to point out.
Dating was still to happen as love was still there. Then behavior and comments started happening that led one party to think the other party maybe didn't love as much as they declared they did.
How does one go from planning your life together, having joy and happiness, to being mean, rude, disconnected and removed...even acting as a child, where choices to drink and send crazy messages happens.
I guess I'm better off, but it's still really hard to have waited and saved myself for 34 years to have the hopes and dreams squashed so quickly. Plus, I was genuinely in love, genuinely wanted to have a life with this man, and it's not so easy to get over, at least on my part.
The dress has been put in the closet, the tiara and veil are as well....mom will be wrapping gifts in lavender and purple for the next 20 years.
I will continue to save myself and wait.....
Hopefully not for another 34 years.
Faith is definitely something that is tried, questioned, and in the end, must be had or else all hope would be lost.
I have been gracious up until now, but now the gloves have come off and I have not been so nice. I will never allow someone to assume incorrect things about me, nor treat me poorly as I don't deserve it.
No one does.
Now what the hell do I do with the bloody ring? Not mine (I didn't dare keep it) but his!
Excuses were given as to why the move to SLC couldn't occur; valid to the individual making them, unclear to the receiver of the news (actually still seem like poor excuses, but whatever). I really don't understand why something that felt so right and was supposed to work didn't, but then I guess I should understand because choices are something one can make, regardless if they are the right choices.
I am sooo not a fan of Free Agency I'd like to point out.
Dating was still to happen as love was still there. Then behavior and comments started happening that led one party to think the other party maybe didn't love as much as they declared they did.
How does one go from planning your life together, having joy and happiness, to being mean, rude, disconnected and removed...even acting as a child, where choices to drink and send crazy messages happens.
I guess I'm better off, but it's still really hard to have waited and saved myself for 34 years to have the hopes and dreams squashed so quickly. Plus, I was genuinely in love, genuinely wanted to have a life with this man, and it's not so easy to get over, at least on my part.
The dress has been put in the closet, the tiara and veil are as well....mom will be wrapping gifts in lavender and purple for the next 20 years.
I will continue to save myself and wait.....
Hopefully not for another 34 years.
Faith is definitely something that is tried, questioned, and in the end, must be had or else all hope would be lost.
I have been gracious up until now, but now the gloves have come off and I have not been so nice. I will never allow someone to assume incorrect things about me, nor treat me poorly as I don't deserve it.
No one does.
Now what the hell do I do with the bloody ring? Not mine (I didn't dare keep it) but his!
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