Two weeks

In two weeks time, I will be in control of my own classroom. Crazy. I'm busy editing my syllabi as it is. Hah, I have syllabi. Crazier. Still not entirely sure how this will all go down, but I had a sort of confidence-epiphany yesterday. I was walking to my car from my bra selling job and it just sort of hit me- I can do this. I am older, wiser, and generally just such an adult compared to the kids I will be teaching. I had been nervous about the very small age gap between my students and myself that I hadn't been thinking about how I truly am an adult and they are truly just children. Which sounds so demeaning, but it's true. I'm an entirely different individual than I was as a senior in high school. College changes people. My personality is more or less the same, but amplified. I'm sure I sound insane right now. So just take me at my word when I say that I'm more "me" than I was in high school.

Anyway, I'm having fun editing this syllabus. I have a grading policy (daily homework/participation grade) and a late work policy (I don't accept any). I feel so teacher-like. The last time I got this detailed about teaching, I was 8. I had decided I was going to teach my little sister basic math/spanish (why didn't I realize my future majors sooner???). That little experiment didn't last too long. My sister went crying to my mother and the entire project was more or less forbidden after I gave the girl an F on her first quiz (in my defense, she didn't even try and I wanted her to realize that education was serious).

I have to go- younger brother's first girlfriend is here to visit. I want to play the role of protective sibling so I must evaluate.

Before I leave, a few last remaining thoughts:
- I refuse to shop at any store that you can smell before you see it. Decided this yesterday upon passing both Hollister and Abercrombie and Fitch. Ugh.
- I told a girl about our special price on "undies" (the store's term, not mine). I was standing next to the very sign that listed the price and felt very silly. After all, she was looking at the sign. Imagine my shock when the girl was surprised by the deal. It was ON THE SIGN. People cannot read, apparently. Or, they choose not to. Idiots.
-Facial recognition software is ridiculous. And hilarious when it screws up. But technology is amazing.