i loved my old job; the people, the kids everything. i was very sad to leave. it was the first time in a long time that i actually loved going to work. i know that i meant to be in a school and so i just have to keep "paying my dues" until that time comes. you feel very invisible as a substitute; you come in, you do your job and then you leave. there is no support system there, you are very alone. right before i left the high school, people kept asking me "what are you going to do?", "how do you feel about leaving", i feel there is no choice, you do what you do and if you are meant to stay then awesome if not then that's fine to. sure i'm sad to leave but i've made some great friendships all of which i hope will continue no matter where i end up.
it feels very bizarre to go into a different school everyday after being in the same one for the last four months but hopefully big things are around the bend and this is just another chapter waiting to be written.