A little crushed.

Breaks are amazing. The end of breaks are overwhelming.

Someone once said "If you don't like something, work hard to change it. If you do that and you still don't like it you can quit."

I'm trying so hard to do well at work. To figure out organization, lesson planning, classroom management, and how to work with all new people I don't know. To be honest though, I hate it.

Last year I would enjoy going to school. I was either excited about something I was going to try or excited about something else that was going to happen. Day's off were nice...not a goal to strive to in hopes of not going insane by the time they come around. The motivation to make creative lessons or try labs is completely gone. Constant evaluations have left me feeling discouraged and incompetent.

I want to be hopeful. I want to believe I'll catch on and stop being critiqued. Really though...I want it to be June 10...I want to be done. I want to move back to Michigan and pretend this never happened.