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So...I've been thinking about it...
I kinda wanna be a creative writing teacher. I don't really know how I would go about becoming one, or if I could even get paid for a job like that especially without a degree in English or Creative Writing...but I mean I've been doing creative writing classes since before college, and I've taken more of those kinds of classes, and had more creative writing hours than some people do for their majors....so why not. They say those who can do.....and those who cannot teach....and right now I cannot...but I do know some good ways to get some writing going..I know a lot about the writing process, and the methods to cure writers block...I even know exactly how I'd structure such a class.
Maybe I'll take a trip to the paraclete center some day soon and see if Sister Ann needs anyone in that capacity...and if not Sister Ann, maybe up the library. How awesome would that be? It might even be inspirational so I will be able to write...
I just miss the atmosphere of creativity you know...and i miss doing readings...and I don't want to do readings with Adults who write poetry about sagging breasts and cancer. I want to do readings with teenagers who write stories about futuristic societies and poetry that gets inside the head of a suicide bomber. Once you pass a certain age...your writing gets too caught up in the life you're living and it drags it down. Looking back on it...there was a lot of talent at the paraclete every saturday or whenever we ended up doing our classes. and devotion too. Maybe I'm looking to recapture that....but I'm also looking to pass that on to someone else, so that they can tell the story they have in them to the rest of the world.
So yeah...thats where I'm at right now.
Other than that...not a lot has been happening. My birthday came and went and it was a decent day. Matt got me a yudu screenprinter and tickets to see weezer in august, so those things are both pretty exciting. I've had the house to myself for the last couple of days...which has been an experience in and of itself. Matt and I moved the couch last night for more comfortable Eureka viewing and we watched last weeks and this weeks episodes back to back whilst we ate dinner from L st. It's funny how even just sitting and watching TV is more fun because he's there. We watched A Wrinkle in Time the night before and it was seriously such a long movie it wasn't even funny. I fell asleep like an hour into it and woke up twenty minutes later, and there was still like 45 minutes of it left. It was decent though....one of the best from the book adaptations I've seen in a long time.
The alan and amanda situation has pretty much ended, which I'm glad for....I don't want them, or their drama in my life and its nice to not have their problems constantly plaguing us. You don't realize how toxic of an influence people can be on your life until you get away from the situation I guess. Everything is a lot more laid back and manageable and its really nice. And the good thing is that matt feels the same way. and most of our friends don't care either way so its not like we really lost anyone worth being upset over in the whole situation. That makes me sound so callous, but the realization that neither of them ever cared about me as a friend really makes it easy to not care about them. The sun is a little brighter these days...when its out ha.
I kinda wanna be a creative writing teacher. I don't really know how I would go about becoming one, or if I could even get paid for a job like that especially without a degree in English or Creative Writing...but I mean I've been doing creative writing classes since before college, and I've taken more of those kinds of classes, and had more creative writing hours than some people do for their majors....so why not. They say those who can do.....and those who cannot teach....and right now I cannot...but I do know some good ways to get some writing going..I know a lot about the writing process, and the methods to cure writers block...I even know exactly how I'd structure such a class.
Maybe I'll take a trip to the paraclete center some day soon and see if Sister Ann needs anyone in that capacity...and if not Sister Ann, maybe up the library. How awesome would that be? It might even be inspirational so I will be able to write...
I just miss the atmosphere of creativity you know...and i miss doing readings...and I don't want to do readings with Adults who write poetry about sagging breasts and cancer. I want to do readings with teenagers who write stories about futuristic societies and poetry that gets inside the head of a suicide bomber. Once you pass a certain age...your writing gets too caught up in the life you're living and it drags it down. Looking back on it...there was a lot of talent at the paraclete every saturday or whenever we ended up doing our classes. and devotion too. Maybe I'm looking to recapture that....but I'm also looking to pass that on to someone else, so that they can tell the story they have in them to the rest of the world.
So yeah...thats where I'm at right now.
Other than that...not a lot has been happening. My birthday came and went and it was a decent day. Matt got me a yudu screenprinter and tickets to see weezer in august, so those things are both pretty exciting. I've had the house to myself for the last couple of days...which has been an experience in and of itself. Matt and I moved the couch last night for more comfortable Eureka viewing and we watched last weeks and this weeks episodes back to back whilst we ate dinner from L st. It's funny how even just sitting and watching TV is more fun because he's there. We watched A Wrinkle in Time the night before and it was seriously such a long movie it wasn't even funny. I fell asleep like an hour into it and woke up twenty minutes later, and there was still like 45 minutes of it left. It was decent though....one of the best from the book adaptations I've seen in a long time.
The alan and amanda situation has pretty much ended, which I'm glad for....I don't want them, or their drama in my life and its nice to not have their problems constantly plaguing us. You don't realize how toxic of an influence people can be on your life until you get away from the situation I guess. Everything is a lot more laid back and manageable and its really nice. And the good thing is that matt feels the same way. and most of our friends don't care either way so its not like we really lost anyone worth being upset over in the whole situation. That makes me sound so callous, but the realization that neither of them ever cared about me as a friend really makes it easy to not care about them. The sun is a little brighter these days...when its out ha.