MMMiii!

Last Friday was the first day of the Student-Teaching Seminar. It is going to run until the semester ends, which is around October of this year. This goes hand-in-hand with the student-teaching activities for the same five months.

I felt nervous. It hasn’t even started and I was already feeling so nervous. At certain pints, I was even feeling tear-eyed as I sat there at the auditorium, listening to the speakers talk about what it’s like to be a teacher, a student-teacher, a supervising teacher, and so on.

They mentioned stuff like being committed, being devoted and so on, and I felt guilty because I was in this half-heartedly. They say stuff like, “I’m sure you’re all excited” and in my head I’m screaming, “HELL NO! No way! I’m nowhere near excited!.”

But what else can I do (other than the loser’s way) other than wing my way and make the best of it?

This is it. My final stage. I have to get through this. This is a now-or-never, do-or-die thing. If I mess this up, it’s over for me. I’m done for.

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