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A girl threw up in my hair last night. It was rad.
So I'm teaching Hebrew School this semester at a nearby synagogue. Tonight I've been attempting to write a letter to the parents of my students that I would like to send out sometime tomorrow. However, I've found it incredibly difficult to write, and the last hour has produced maybe a paragraph and a half. It's impressive that in the same amount of time I could write pages and pages about some dry academic subject, but when I have to write half a page about myself I freeze. I think I'm just terrified of the parents. For anyone who has ever worked with children, the scariest thing imaginable is an angry parent. Especially affluent Jewish ones.
Today I successfully set up a fundraiser for my fraternity. Despite getting no homework done whatsoever and failing at my letter to parents, I still feel productive and that is a good feeling.
Oh, and I saw Newt Gingrich speak today on campus about the upcoming election. I think I was the only liberal-learning person there to wear a suit. He was a really good speaker though and drew applause even from the hardcore clove-smoking tree-hugging birkenstock-wearing hippies that all attend this school. I cringed a little at a few things he said but I was really impressed by his charisma, succinctness, and supposed honesty. To sound really cliche he spoke right across partisan lines. I've always kind of characterized him as some crazy ultra-conservative whose first name alone (I mean really, Newt?) described his character, but today really changed my mind. I think that's part of the magic of college. Your entire perspective on something or someone can change once you experience it/them in person. I still don't like Sarah Palin, though. She just leaves a bad taste in my mouth....a little like Alaskan salmon*.
I have to wake up early, maybe I should get back to work?
*That's a lie, I freaking love salmon. On a bagel. With cream cheese. Sarah Palin does not have cream cheese and is not on a bagel. She shoots bagels on sight. From helicopters.
So I'm teaching Hebrew School this semester at a nearby synagogue. Tonight I've been attempting to write a letter to the parents of my students that I would like to send out sometime tomorrow. However, I've found it incredibly difficult to write, and the last hour has produced maybe a paragraph and a half. It's impressive that in the same amount of time I could write pages and pages about some dry academic subject, but when I have to write half a page about myself I freeze. I think I'm just terrified of the parents. For anyone who has ever worked with children, the scariest thing imaginable is an angry parent. Especially affluent Jewish ones.
Today I successfully set up a fundraiser for my fraternity. Despite getting no homework done whatsoever and failing at my letter to parents, I still feel productive and that is a good feeling.
Oh, and I saw Newt Gingrich speak today on campus about the upcoming election. I think I was the only liberal-learning person there to wear a suit. He was a really good speaker though and drew applause even from the hardcore clove-smoking tree-hugging birkenstock-wearing hippies that all attend this school. I cringed a little at a few things he said but I was really impressed by his charisma, succinctness, and supposed honesty. To sound really cliche he spoke right across partisan lines. I've always kind of characterized him as some crazy ultra-conservative whose first name alone (I mean really, Newt?) described his character, but today really changed my mind. I think that's part of the magic of college. Your entire perspective on something or someone can change once you experience it/them in person. I still don't like Sarah Palin, though. She just leaves a bad taste in my mouth....a little like Alaskan salmon*.
I have to wake up early, maybe I should get back to work?
*That's a lie, I freaking love salmon. On a bagel. With cream cheese. Sarah Palin does not have cream cheese and is not on a bagel. She shoots bagels on sight. From helicopters.