I got my money from that stuborn lawyer!!!! I honestly wanted to prove to her that she can’t just lie and say I didn’t work that last day. But I didn’t have to. Since she provided no evidence or waited to long to reply to my claim my Labor Officer dismissed her claim and I won. It’s a great feeling to win, but I wanted to fight. She, being a lawyer, needed to be put in her place. She abandons her clients and I know this because I lied for her so she could miss a hearing. I later went home and cried because of that! Then, the next day I had to deal with her husband, the representative of the district!, missing his hearing! That’s the day I decided I can’t deal with this. It’s not right! … Well, if I had to prove I worked that last day it wouldn’t of been difficult. Phone records would be the most substantial evidence I could have. And let me say, I’m not a freaking idiot! I’m just unlucky. LOL! I got my money! I got my money!

Also, I got my license to teach Journalism! It came in the mail today. On May 30th, I’m taking the test for Art and Speech/Drama/Debate. A month later I will know if I passed, then I can add those subject areas to my license. Saweet!!!

Another thing, I went to visit my Nanny in Marlow, OK, this past weekend. She’s doing good and if it wasn’t for the Sisters of Mercy Nanny would be so depressed. They paid 100 percent of her major doctor bills she requested help for. It was somewhere around $12,ooo. I teared up when she told me they did that for her. I know Nanny supports us all. And to think with a broken leg and knee ,and not being able to work, how was she to pay for all of that. I’m so so happy for her. She says that the Sisters of Mercy in Marlow, OK, deserve donations. I plan to donate as much as possible as soon as I can. God bless them so much.

The odds are against me, this may not be meant for me, or it’s a simple sign saying, “Hey, you aren’t suppose to be teaching!” Whatever it is, I don’t know if I’m going after the right thing. I’m so close, yet so far away from landing a job. All I lack is a license and I should have that in July. No later than August!!!!

April 9, I went to my interview. It went so well. I was skipping out of the office and down the hall. Totally confident that I will get my license the first week of May like they said. Downside was I had learned that April 18 was the next test date I can sign up for, but I had registered to enter a climbing competition. It was a big conflict of interest and I had to go with climbing. The next test date was May 30. Test results take a month. Once I get notice that I passed I must send an add form toward my license plus $10. Then a couple weeks later I get a new license. I’m guessing that will be by the end of July. I also learned that day of the interview — on April 9 — that a job fair will be April 29 in OKC and April 30 in Tulsa. Well, ….

Earlier this week a friend asked how the teaching job hunt was going. I replied with the plan to attend the job fair. She raved about how her friend says that’s the way to go about getting a job. I asked for tips and she replie yesterday that I need to prepare a teaching philosophy, updated resume, and have a cover letter. Yesterday, I was working an odd shift, so when I got home I dove right into writing. It took me 3 hours to research and write a teaching philosophy and a cover letter. The resume was a snap. I already updated it. The last time I looked at the time before bed was 12:36am. Then, it took me forever to rest my mind to actually go to sleep.

I woke up around 7:30, but I didn’t get out of bed til 8ish. I got my things together went to see when the Barbershop was open for my haircut and highlight. I wanted to look really nice for this big event and I figured if I go around noon I will be one of the last applicants they will remember. As far as I knew it was a great strategy. Hmm. The Barbershop opened at 10am it took 2 hours for my hair. I didn’t leave my house til 12:45pm. Got to the job fair at 1:45pm. When I walked in there were empty tables and I overheard a volunteer telling another person that about 25 districts left around noon. I only saw 5 tables with representatives. What a waste of my time!!! Oh I was so mad. I went to the tables, gave 3 packets of the 12 I had prepared last night, and only one district was hiring an art teacher. And the ironic thing was that I has already applied through the www.teachers-teachers.com Web site. Great. I take the man’s advice from that district and the flying guiding to the application process online. I checked it out and it’s a lengthy application. I’m doing it tomorrow.

Seriously though, I don’t know if this is what I want anymore. I’m so fed up with rejection. I keep telling myself it’s all part of the process. Someone will hire me. I feel once I get my license I may be worthy of hiring. … Geez, this sucks.

I’ve kept my eye on it for months now. It’s aquamarine color just really appealed to me. I decided with the good weather coming around I really must have.

Well, I also planned to buy a rack to put it on the back of my car. Our Walmart didn’t have one. Boo. So I had to hope that I could fit it into my car. With the passenger seat folded down, passenger window down, and a little pushing from Chebon, the Tire Center guy, we got my bike to fit diagonally in my car. The handle bars hung out of the window.

When I got home I rode it to Sonic to show Alonna and to test the distance. When I first hit the brakes I flew forward. Not good. It hurt. When I was on my way back I was playing with the gears and I did something wrong and the chain came off. So yeah, I’m clueless at the gear stuff.

I think at first I’m going to be very sore. My legs feel like jell-o.

I decided to sign up.

So, I have three problems. I can’t seem to upload a picture or a background of my own. I wonder if it’s my software on my laptop. I don’t have anything other than basic Windows stuff. … I don’t know what it is, but eventually I will get a picture up. Lastly, I don’t think I can text to twitter. That’s a huge bummer because that’s what I wanted to do. Hmmm? Maybe I can figure it out. … Still a bummer, because I have alot of weird things happening to me all day. Twitter seems to be a outlet for those oddities.

Last post explains a series of events, but what I didn’t mention that happened recently was being sick. And that I entered a rock climbing competition. It all started April 4th. I decided to volunteer for the Rocktown’s “Quickdraw” sport climbing competition. Alonna registered to compete, and Colby and Rayce obviously competed. Alonna said in so many few words that she was competing, but all I really knew was that she would be there with me volunteering. Funny thing was I would of registered if I knew she did. Oh well, so she was in Egypt for a few weeks and hadn’t climbed in almost a month before the competition. Alonna only got third place. She was very mad at herself.

The whole competition just pumped me up and all I wanted to do was compete at the next competition. Alonna pointed out the flyer at Rocktown about a comp in Little Rock, Arkansas, April 18th. I was down immediately. I was pumped and ready to start climbing a lot. Well, Alonna wins a free month membership from the raffle. She’s pumped up more and I’m pumped. Well, I think we climbed the 6th, the 8th (that’s when my car broke), and had planned to climb the 9th, but that’s when Midwest City caught on fire and I didn’t want to climb. Friday, my throat is hurting and I went to see Josh. When I got there more than just my throat was hurting. I was fatigued, sore, and I was begining to have a fever. Yep, I got super sick. I left that night to come home. Josh didn’t want to get sick, so I took the weekend off being alone to get better ASAP.

Saturday, I didn’t do anything but lay in bed. Sunday, my parents came to fix my car and I only left to eat lunch. Monday, I worked. It was so hard to work that day. Tuesday, Alonna worked for me and I laid in bed. Wednesday, no work , but I went with Alonna to learn “lead” belay for her while she learned to “lead” climb. Thursday, I worked and I went rock climbing. I wanted to believe I was fully recovered from being sick, but I wasn’t. My first climb was a 5.9. That’s not a typical warm-up climb. I finished it and it was hard. I was so weak that I don’t finished another climb, but I tried about 4 more routes. Alonna was determined to climb her butt off. She may have climbed 5 or 6 routes and one was a 5.12a. She just dominated that day. I was just tired. Friday, I felt good. We left for Little Rock that night around 9:45 p.m. Picked up Josh in Checotah and arrived in Little Rock around 3 a.m. LOL. Every hotel we went to was booked. We had to call my Grandma and ask to sleep in there hotel room. I felt so bad.

Grandma got in bed with Colby. Alonna and Jesse took the empty bed. I got in the hide-a-bed with Rayce and Josh took the couch cushions in the floor. We woke up at 7:30 or 8 a.m., got ready to leave, and registered at the gym before 10 a.m. The comp started and I was so weak. I didn’t eat much Friday and only had yogurt for breakfast. I attempted my first climb and fell. My feet hit the ground when I fell. It scared me so bad I started crying. I wasn’t comfortable with the slack on the rope. At Rocktown Alonna and I keep the rope tight.

But I eventually calmed down and tried an easier route. I climbed it, but I felt so dizzy. My arms were limp already. I felt like passing out. So I ate a banana and drank plenty of water. I attempted to climb again and again. Each time if I completed or not I would get so dizzy. The dizziness and knowing I could fall more than I’m use too gave me so much anxiety. I had tears inbetween most climbs and if it wasn’t for Josh I couldn’t of snapped out of it.

I want to clear up my fear of falling. I have a great feeling of fear about falling. However, I’m not afraid of heights. I like being up in the air. It’s really a matter of instability and insecurity of the height of which I am. For instance, I’m climbing a 100 foot metal staircase up to a roller coaster and the railing for that staircase is just above my hip level. I will feel fine and not scared at the height of which I am. If the railing is at or below my hip level and I just happen to misstep. Yes, I will squeal so freakin’ loud. Understand? Now, I have a great passion for bungee jumping, learning to fly a plain and sky diving. That might sound ironic to my fear of falling, but according to what constitutes my fear I’m not afraid of those activities. There are security messures for those activities and I will feel safe. … SO! When I mentioned all day Saturday how freaked out I got with falling with top rope climbing and hours later wanted to go sky diving those two things in my mind are NOT THE SAME. UHG!

Uhg! So, I got fourth place — which was last —  in my division at the comp. Alonna got first, Jaime Eason got second, and the local girl got third. Yeah, I keep telling myself there were many factors against me. Being sick all week, lack of sleep, not eating well and being weak, and it was my first competition. So, poo.