So this week I did something out of my comfort zone, I fully emerged from the shell. I won’t give you the details! Nope, but I’m not really disappointed that I didn’t get the job (oh okay so it was an art teacher job for an elementary school). I am just surprised I even went for it…and bombed with my lack of experience and communication. I don’t know how to talk at all ..and I sound like a buffoon! It’s true. I couldn’t sleep because I kept replaying what I said…ugh it was embarrassing. No wonder I never got a call back…

It’s okay, back to my shell. Until I feel compelled again to be ambitious.

I can’t mask my awkward personality.  It will not fly in a classroom. Students will see it as a weakness and run all over me. And I can see that’s exactly what this principle was thinking too.

Time to learn to be bold and brave and all that crap that you hear from motivational speakers.

Well, timing was not exactly right but I think the wheels are in motion. I didn’t die from humiliation and intimidation. And it’s sad to be this scared of people and life at this age of life. It really is …now to sulk and be a loser again.

Craptacular.