I'm sure there are people here that were double promoted (Kristin? I know I've had this conversation with you before.)
Oh hell noes. My parents never would have let me be promoted. I was perfectly happy to stay where I was. The only year-skipping I did was in college when I did the BA in 3 years instead of 4. Because I am a mosochist and didn't realize
how friggin' awesome the freedom of college actually is.
Sigh. My issues, let me show you them. But seriously, my parents and I share a passionate belief as educators the jumping grades is a very bad idea in most cases. If a student truly needs that much more challenge, then it's time to find scholarships for specialized schools so she can be with other kids who learn at her level, but the social/emotional costs of grade jumping in a normal school environment are pretty severe. There's even been some research linking higher suicide rates with kids who have been promoted early. Kind of scary. I'm sure it works out now and then, but I wouldn't recommend it 99% of the time.
Fay, I'm so very sorry about the situation. It really is difficult to be sweet and kind to a student when his/her parents are driving you batshit or questioning your skill/judgment as a teacher.
Connie, I'm very sorry to hear about the loss of your cat. I'm sure he had a wonderful life with you.
Sox, I skimmed over what people are wishing you luck for, so I'm going to go back and check that in a second.
GC, you will love Erin McKeown. I have a bunch of her CDs if you ever want to check them out.
Gris, screw the rules. If you want to call her today, call her today. I would be flattered, if I were her.
ETA: Sox, ah, job stress! My sistah! All the luck in the world in finding a new one.
HAPPY JULIANA NEW YEAR! So glad you're alive and kicking (ass)!
So is there anyone else who rarely experiences chemistry on a first date?
GC, I also recommend Erin McKeown for people who would like Erin McKeown.
Connie, I'm sorry about your cat.
Gris, I agree with Kristin.
Happy Juliana Day!
Oooh, look at megan, giving Fay a secret weapon for French parental devastation. Between that and the fact that Tep and Nora not only had a cross-post, but a cross-pssst, I am utterly bewitched by the Buffistas this morning.
Happy New Year, juliana (and continued blessings on the medical team who kept you whole and lovely)!
Happy Birthday, ChiKat!
And, eep! I made it to the second interview stage with the big muckety-muck at the multicampus research institute at Mission Bay. Friday at 1:30. I'm also playing email-tag with an HR staffer at a downtown architecture firm about a second interview there, for tomorrow or Friday. If I blow both these interviews, I'm going to be one sad little toaster.
And, because it deserves a separate message, connie and DH, I'm so sorry about your dear boy. It sounds like he had a long and magnificent run and his passing was as peaceful and loving as any cat could ask for.
The other Wii game that's coming out before Xmas that I'm looking forward to is Raving Rabbids 2.
So is there anyone else who rarely experiences chemistry on a first date?
Almost all of my relationships (including my current one, which seems to have some staying power) started out as friendship.
I realize that's not the same thing as a first date, but what I mean is -- there was no romantic/physical chemistry there at first, which is why we were friends and not immediate passionate sexy sexy lovers.
Raving Rabbids 2.
I first read that as "Raving Rabbis 2."
GF: Interests are music (she plays bass and loves indie rock and hip hop), comics, classic films, Sherlock Holmes, traveling, Wii, Legos, Nintendo DS.
I'm mildly obsessed and I love my New Annotated Sherlock Holmes [link] You can find this at a wide variety of prices, if you look around.
Dad: Interests are Georgia Bulldogs,
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So is there anyone else who rarely experiences chemistry on a first date?
Very rarely, and when it happened I deeply distrusted it, with good reason. The one person with whom I've ever had immediate, overwhelming, knee-knocking chemistry turned out to be epically bad for me (in the short run, anyway; almost a decade out, I'm at peace with it and with him, but when it was all fresh and new it wrecked me).
Hec is the result of an unspoken crush turned comfortable friend turned sparkage turned agreeable friendly sex turned love. It's not the path I would have predicted for myself back in the days of Chemistry Boy, but it's worked out beautifully.
