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So I've started this new job as a program assistant at UWM at the center that serves Latino students, faculty, and community. I love it and get to speak Spanish all day. The guys I work with are really patient (at least to my face). Sometimes, I feel stuck in a rut as far as taking my Spanish to another level--the level where I am completely comfortable and fluent in it. But I am working on it. I am taking yet another Spanish class at night to improve. My work environment is great, even if there are some tense moments--I can just walk to the Union during my break (which is connected by a glass concourse to my building) and go to the art gallery, coffeeshop, bookstore, etc. I also attend a lot of interesting workshops and lectures. Working here puts me in an environment where I'm more motivated to return to school and get a masters.
Yesterday I went to yoga and have one more class left before I get to move into Level 1. This intro class is great and the teacher is hard core. She makes sure everyone is busting a sweat and feeling it. I am pretty sore but woke up in a great mood. Its a little over $100 for a 8 week session. I'm debating about it, but I'm thinking maybe its worth it considering how much money I plunk down for things that aren't healthy for me.
I went to a writers workshop last week. I was asked what I would do if I wasn't so afraid. I said I would call myself an artist and risk it all on run on words and out of focus photographs. I also said I would give more of myself and not worry about the return on the investment of time. I think that is what holds me down a lot. I worry, I'm sensitive and I have expectations. I just want to be happier. Its taken me too long to realize that I only live once and I need to be doing the things that make me happy.
Yesterday I went to yoga and have one more class left before I get to move into Level 1. This intro class is great and the teacher is hard core. She makes sure everyone is busting a sweat and feeling it. I am pretty sore but woke up in a great mood. Its a little over $100 for a 8 week session. I'm debating about it, but I'm thinking maybe its worth it considering how much money I plunk down for things that aren't healthy for me.
I went to a writers workshop last week. I was asked what I would do if I wasn't so afraid. I said I would call myself an artist and risk it all on run on words and out of focus photographs. I also said I would give more of myself and not worry about the return on the investment of time. I think that is what holds me down a lot. I worry, I'm sensitive and I have expectations. I just want to be happier. Its taken me too long to realize that I only live once and I need to be doing the things that make me happy.