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I haven't really spent that much time writing anymore, since classes are no longer demanding me to sit down and develop a story line. I miss the structure and format, but I have no desire to compose something together again. Spring Semester::Sufjan Stevens was probably my best piece, to date.
I'm halfway through the semester already, and I am amazed at how stupid the education classes truly are. It's frustrating, but on the other hand, I am enjoying how easily this semester is going. After a year of dedication to make straight A's and combined graduate classes with literary criticism theses, I'm liking the break.
Speaking of break, who knew I could handle a break up with such ease? I guess I never really let that one in, ya know? There was no "should of, could of, would of" this time. I did my best- it didn't work. Move on.
Life is actually very simple the moment you decide to take responsibility for everything.
I'm teaching at a high school in the area, and it's going quite well. The students are more challenging than I thought, but at least I know that I can handle it. It also helps that the supervising teacher is A BOSS. A strawberry-blonde boss with a witty tongue. I'm glad we've become friends.
And, so it goes.
((I really just wanted to update because I missed the "mood" feature that LJ provides. Facebook really needs to catch up on that one.))
I'm halfway through the semester already, and I am amazed at how stupid the education classes truly are. It's frustrating, but on the other hand, I am enjoying how easily this semester is going. After a year of dedication to make straight A's and combined graduate classes with literary criticism theses, I'm liking the break.
Speaking of break, who knew I could handle a break up with such ease? I guess I never really let that one in, ya know? There was no "should of, could of, would of" this time. I did my best- it didn't work. Move on.
Life is actually very simple the moment you decide to take responsibility for everything.
I'm teaching at a high school in the area, and it's going quite well. The students are more challenging than I thought, but at least I know that I can handle it. It also helps that the supervising teacher is A BOSS. A strawberry-blonde boss with a witty tongue. I'm glad we've become friends.
And, so it goes.
((I really just wanted to update because I missed the "mood" feature that LJ provides. Facebook really needs to catch up on that one.))