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i had a good day today.
i gave a stellar presentation. i think they were astonished because i never say anything. i'm not sure that it's that i have nothing to say, but that i don't think of it right away. i need time to digest ideas.
anyway, a psychological approach to myth/archetypal criticism was great. i had a HO (handout) and i showed a little joseph campbell. and they liked it and asked questions and it was great. that is what i love about teaching, the thrill.
label it "oh so lame" if you want, but really enjoy it. the challenge and the victory...blahblahblah
do you know what kinda bugs me? people narrating their every move:
tiare is standing next to the door, then says, "i'm gonna get in the car now."
tiare is standing infront of the frig, then says, "i'm gonna get something to drink."
tiare is sitting on the sofa, gets up then says, "i'm gonna use the bathroom"
so, they're staying here.
i was hoping they'd have to move to italy.
wouldn't that be nice? italy?
well, no such luck. they are staying right here...yea!
if i don't get some space from them, i'm gonna have to move again...so the UF educational psych program application deadline isn't until june 6th. we'll see...
i don't know. i think it's a fat chance. i just want some distance. mom doesn't seem to get that. and when i try to explain it to her she gets all offended.
i know it's not like she moved here because of me, it was circumstance, but i'm not complaining about that. i'm complaining about my wanting space from her and suffocating without it.
okay, maybe i'm being dramatic. but really i want a little breathing room and i don't think i should have to move halfway around the world, again, to get it.
so, tomorrow is valentine's day. i'm a little bummed to be valentinesless but that an on-going thing that i'm sure i'll recover from soon enough.
right now it's 10:18, by 11:30 i would like to have a working statement of objectives for the masters in teaching program to hand out as part of my "please write me a letter of recommendation packet".
i gave a stellar presentation. i think they were astonished because i never say anything. i'm not sure that it's that i have nothing to say, but that i don't think of it right away. i need time to digest ideas.
anyway, a psychological approach to myth/archetypal criticism was great. i had a HO (handout) and i showed a little joseph campbell. and they liked it and asked questions and it was great. that is what i love about teaching, the thrill.
label it "oh so lame" if you want, but really enjoy it. the challenge and the victory...blahblahblah
do you know what kinda bugs me? people narrating their every move:
tiare is standing next to the door, then says, "i'm gonna get in the car now."
tiare is standing infront of the frig, then says, "i'm gonna get something to drink."
tiare is sitting on the sofa, gets up then says, "i'm gonna use the bathroom"
so, they're staying here.
i was hoping they'd have to move to italy.
wouldn't that be nice? italy?
well, no such luck. they are staying right here...yea!
if i don't get some space from them, i'm gonna have to move again...so the UF educational psych program application deadline isn't until june 6th. we'll see...
i don't know. i think it's a fat chance. i just want some distance. mom doesn't seem to get that. and when i try to explain it to her she gets all offended.
i know it's not like she moved here because of me, it was circumstance, but i'm not complaining about that. i'm complaining about my wanting space from her and suffocating without it.
okay, maybe i'm being dramatic. but really i want a little breathing room and i don't think i should have to move halfway around the world, again, to get it.
so, tomorrow is valentine's day. i'm a little bummed to be valentinesless but that an on-going thing that i'm sure i'll recover from soon enough.
right now it's 10:18, by 11:30 i would like to have a working statement of objectives for the masters in teaching program to hand out as part of my "please write me a letter of recommendation packet".