Paper Clips Hold Things Together

If you could see the images in my mind then I think you would understand me better. Sometimes I say something that my father finds intelligent and he looks at me in shock. As if he can't believe that I would have intelligent thoughts.

My student teaching for the Winter 2006 term is in jeopardy cause I didn't pass the German test (my minor). I have to write an appeal to the College of Education Field Director (who's a major bitch) to still be able student teach next semester in my major. Whenever I talk to other Wayne students about her, the general response is, "Jeez, isn't she the worst? What a bitch." This is the woman that holds my future in her hands. I didn't tell my father that I didn't pass the test. That's what I'm most worried about. If I don't get to student teach for the Winter 2006 term I'll have to wait till Fall and all his suspicions about what a failure and screw-up I am will be confirmed. But if I manage to get this woman to let me student teach, I'll pass the test in January and I'll be certified in the spring. I could finally prove to my father that I'm not worthless. He might actually be proud of me for once.

I don't like the holidays. My doctor said it's okay for me to not like the holidays.