Heart Pounding...Mind Racing

It's nine thirty-five, it's been dark since five o'clock and the cold is settling on the town like a blanket. I already plugged my car in and set my alarm for the morning. I wonder what I'm going to wear in the morning? Should I have a snack right now? Should I just go to sleep? If I lay down now, I might just lay in bed for the next two hours and not fall asleep. I need to relax. I am getting anxious to see all the students I will be teaching for the next twelve weeks tomorrow morning. I wonder if I will make a difference in these next three months? I hope I am ready, I don't want to fail, but Tremmel says that it is as much a part of teaching as anything else. I may fail in some small ways this semester, but I won't fail my students. I won't fail myself. Confidence...confidence; this is what I must gain. I want to teach so bad. I am so excited about what I am going to learn about my students, about myself, about my teaching, about my cooperating teacher, about education, and about putting all of these together to make a whole. My brain needs to shout off, but the nervousness in my body has my heart going a mile a minute. Breathe. Tomorrow is another day, but it is the start of a new journey into the lifestyle of an English teacher which I will become someday. Wish me luck.