#getyourpraiseon


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Many know that I have a strange fixation for anime; an animated show made in Japan. One of the perks of hanging out at the middle school is rocking with the Anime Club that meets after school on Tuesdays.

Yesterday was the final meet for 2014, so their sponsoring instructor was able to get permission to have them draw anime on the glass windows of the administration office!
How. Cool. Is. That!?! Continue reading

#getyourpraiseon


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It’s easy to recognize that I can stress myself out…rapidly. It’s hard being in a school you love, but not technically in a classroom of your own. It causes questions:

How is this going to work?
Will I fall short, again?
Am I going to be forgotten?

They’re all questions that echo through my head throughout the day.

However, God is still watching over me in this insane world of adolescent academia.
-Received a new shirt (noted above) from one of the honor clubs in the school. Didn’t ask or anything, just had it offered. You have no idea how special this makes me feel.
-Have been added to a behavioural-reward research group that meets Thursday mornings. I get to be in meetings!
-I was suggested to check out running a study hall session 3rd Quarter after school for 6th graders by a 6th grade teacher. That’s comforting enough to know that I’m not lost yet.

The Lord knows I’m trying, but doubt is a difficult for.

-D-

#getyourpraiseon


Real world problems…
Tomorrow is “red, white, and blue day” at school. However, I didn’t know if that canceled out the standard casual Friday outfit of jeans.
Naturally I submitted a text to a teacher inquiring on the subject.
I think I could hear their laughter…
It’s a blessing to be able to share stories like this. When I was a substitute teacher I never partook in any of the celebrations in school because I wasn’t part of the actual staff inside the building.
These conversations are nice reminders that I’m already moving in the right direction, spending my time in the world of education.

-D-

#getyourpraiseon


Wiped out again…
Translation: Exhausted
Even though I’m spent I think I have some things to get some praise on for.
First, this photo:

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While getting dressed today I noticed something wonderful. I’m finally back on the last belt loop of my belt! I’m not light at all, but at least some of my gut is sucking in.

Also!
I just spent three hours on an online application for the school I’ve been at for six weeks now. Why? Because the principal of the school requested me to; by doing so tonight he should be able to process it tomorrow. Meaning the following words will come to life (I hope):

If everything goes as planned you’ll officially start on Monday.

That’s a praise in my book.
-D-

#getyourpraiseon


It’s taken some time to muster up the courage, but I finally put in a phone call a few days ago to a office I hadn’t seen in a very long time. My orthopedic doctor.

On three separate periods in my lifetime I’ve seen the same individual; middle school for a torn up knee, high school for a dislocated shoulder, and college for some strained abductor muscle in my hip (from football, basketball, and running…in that order). Frankly, he’s the closest thing I’ve ever had to a ‘family doctor’ because he’s seen me more in my life than any normal family doctor has.

I made the phone call on Thursday, heading home from work, to schedule an appointment to get in to see him. I’ve been off the track/road/trail for nearly three weeks now due to the fact that my Achilles still isn’t recovering. It isn’t getting worse, but it’s definitely not completely healing and now I’m to the point that I recognize that I need a professional to look at what I’ve done (this stems from an injury back in April of this year) Sure, I’d love to hear some good news, but I fear I’m going to hear something alng the line of, “You’re off for at least six weeks…” which would knock out any Thanksgiving “Turkey Trot” runs and would release me to run in the absolute dead of winter, and around here that is not a positive reality.

Oh well…as long as I don’t have to hear the word ‘surgery’ I’ll be completely fine.

-D-