Just had my interview for the Graduate school.
I thought I would have a feeling about how it went, but really I don't.
They only accept about 45% of people that apply and about 30 applicants per time. It went ok, and I think I got my personality across, but I'm just not sure.
Of course they brought up the fact that I had started Teacher's College 10 years ago and hadn't finished. Why should they take a chance on me that I would finish this time?
I answered that I was more mature, and now definite on wanting to be a teacher.
Anyway, don't know when I hear back. I really want to get in. It seems like a great place to be.
I'll tell you when I know. It's out of my hands now. I've done everything I could have done.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
No Plan B
Sorry about my slightly bitter last post. I actually am a romantic, and at work on Valentine's Day, the cool chick from the cafe next door told me that she had driven to her boyfriend's house, and sprinkled rose petals on his bed while he was at work. That's pretty damn romantic.
Anyway, it's all over and done with for another year. I know that many people in relationships don't do it either, as pointed out by my sister. I do realise this. I was just having a moment of self-absorbed bitterness about my singledom. Moment over.
So yesterday I got called up by the New Zealand Graduate School of Education. 10 years ago I went to Teacher's Training College, did well, had a bit of a nervous breakdown, decided I needed to live a bit more life and quit. I never expected to go back to train to be a primary teacher, or even want to. However, I had a few epiphanies while I was in South America, the biggest being that this profession that I had wanted to be since I was about 3 years old, I actually still want to be. But also that I will never go back to Teacher's College, as there, they treat you like 5 year olds. So lucky for Christchurch, where I live, that there is another option. Graduate School supposedly is much more highly revered by the teaching profession, thus more likely to gain a job from, is more difficult a course and last but not least more difficult to get into.
So far though, I'm on the right track. I have an interview next Friday. That in itself is not so impressive. Absolutely everybody gets an interview. I really want to get in. I really want to be a teacher.
However, I've also decided to treat it like fate, and if I don't get in I'm not meant to be a teacher. I'll do something else. Not that I know what that something else is yet. I don't have a Plan B. For someone that has always had Plan B's, C's and D's this is a big thing. I am expecting to get in. I want to get in. I am going to try my hardest to prove to them that I am worth taking in and by not having a plan B I am hoping not to fail.
I have no idea what I'll do if I don't get in. I don't want to think about a Plan B til I have to think of one. All going to my Plan A, the only thing I'll be worrying about soon is how to cope with student life again. After 5 years since I was one, it's going to be a challenge. But a challenge that I can handle.
Anyway, it's all over and done with for another year. I know that many people in relationships don't do it either, as pointed out by my sister. I do realise this. I was just having a moment of self-absorbed bitterness about my singledom. Moment over.
So yesterday I got called up by the New Zealand Graduate School of Education. 10 years ago I went to Teacher's Training College, did well, had a bit of a nervous breakdown, decided I needed to live a bit more life and quit. I never expected to go back to train to be a primary teacher, or even want to. However, I had a few epiphanies while I was in South America, the biggest being that this profession that I had wanted to be since I was about 3 years old, I actually still want to be. But also that I will never go back to Teacher's College, as there, they treat you like 5 year olds. So lucky for Christchurch, where I live, that there is another option. Graduate School supposedly is much more highly revered by the teaching profession, thus more likely to gain a job from, is more difficult a course and last but not least more difficult to get into.
So far though, I'm on the right track. I have an interview next Friday. That in itself is not so impressive. Absolutely everybody gets an interview. I really want to get in. I really want to be a teacher.
However, I've also decided to treat it like fate, and if I don't get in I'm not meant to be a teacher. I'll do something else. Not that I know what that something else is yet. I don't have a Plan B. For someone that has always had Plan B's, C's and D's this is a big thing. I am expecting to get in. I want to get in. I am going to try my hardest to prove to them that I am worth taking in and by not having a plan B I am hoping not to fail.
I have no idea what I'll do if I don't get in. I don't want to think about a Plan B til I have to think of one. All going to my Plan A, the only thing I'll be worrying about soon is how to cope with student life again. After 5 years since I was one, it's going to be a challenge. But a challenge that I can handle.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Season of Lurrrrve
So Valentine Day's is coming up at the end of the week.
I've only once had a partner over Valentine's Day. I have this amazing habit, of having relationships (because they have all been under a year) in winter.
But once, 10 years ago I had just started going out with this guy (the "relationship" only lasted a month in total) and Valentine's Day came around. I was in a panic. What to get him that wasn't too serious. I remember quizzing the bookshop woman over Valentine's Day etiquette for new relationships, and I ended up going with a card, and some chocolates. Nothing too serious. I'm glad I didn't fork out heaps of money. He ended up being a bit of a loser.
But seriously, all the commercialism surrounding Valentine's Day makes me feel lucky that I have never had all this pressure to buy really expensive roses. It seems like quite a lot and people expect something on this one day? Shouldn't we be nice to our partners all year round?
Anyway, maybe I would like Valentine's Day if I had someone to share it with. Maybe I'm just bitter. It's highly possible.
I've only once had a partner over Valentine's Day. I have this amazing habit, of having relationships (because they have all been under a year) in winter.
But once, 10 years ago I had just started going out with this guy (the "relationship" only lasted a month in total) and Valentine's Day came around. I was in a panic. What to get him that wasn't too serious. I remember quizzing the bookshop woman over Valentine's Day etiquette for new relationships, and I ended up going with a card, and some chocolates. Nothing too serious. I'm glad I didn't fork out heaps of money. He ended up being a bit of a loser.
But seriously, all the commercialism surrounding Valentine's Day makes me feel lucky that I have never had all this pressure to buy really expensive roses. It seems like quite a lot and people expect something on this one day? Shouldn't we be nice to our partners all year round?
Anyway, maybe I would like Valentine's Day if I had someone to share it with. Maybe I'm just bitter. It's highly possible.
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