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the man is trying to keep me down again.
and by "the man" i mean my mom. she's trying to force her nesting instincts on me. her: "why don't you settle down somewhere nice in bc and see how you like it? and what about whitehorse? they're a big city now; 22000 people even. i hear that they have the bc school curriculum. and there's culture there, i hear they even have a symphony. what? i thought you liked being able to get out to nature in a flash?" me: there's a difference between hiking in nature and a forest covered in 10 feet of snow at -35 celsius."
her: "shouldn't you have a backup plan for if you don't get a teaching job overseas? why don't you just do some interviews for in bc. i hear that (insert unpronouncable name of town i'll never heard of) is hiring music teachers. you know, if you move somewhere that we want to retire to we'll buy a house and you can rent it from us" me: "ooh ooh, i know a place! italy! nice and warm, right on the mediterranean" her: "umm, no. i was thinking more like the okanagan. but i hear that osoyoos is a little italy with all of those vinyards."
while she accepts the fact that i don't want to apply for the tentatively open music job in ft nelson, (which all of her friends think i'm just dying to do for some reason) she refuses to accept the fact that i don't really want to live anywhere in bc other than victoria, and since getting a teaching job here is next to impossible i intend on leaving for somewhere adventuresome.
damn the man. can't they see i'm an explorer, not a breeder?
and by "the man" i mean my mom. she's trying to force her nesting instincts on me. her: "why don't you settle down somewhere nice in bc and see how you like it? and what about whitehorse? they're a big city now; 22000 people even. i hear that they have the bc school curriculum. and there's culture there, i hear they even have a symphony. what? i thought you liked being able to get out to nature in a flash?" me: there's a difference between hiking in nature and a forest covered in 10 feet of snow at -35 celsius."
her: "shouldn't you have a backup plan for if you don't get a teaching job overseas? why don't you just do some interviews for in bc. i hear that (insert unpronouncable name of town i'll never heard of) is hiring music teachers. you know, if you move somewhere that we want to retire to we'll buy a house and you can rent it from us" me: "ooh ooh, i know a place! italy! nice and warm, right on the mediterranean" her: "umm, no. i was thinking more like the okanagan. but i hear that osoyoos is a little italy with all of those vinyards."
while she accepts the fact that i don't want to apply for the tentatively open music job in ft nelson, (which all of her friends think i'm just dying to do for some reason) she refuses to accept the fact that i don't really want to live anywhere in bc other than victoria, and since getting a teaching job here is next to impossible i intend on leaving for somewhere adventuresome.
damn the man. can't they see i'm an explorer, not a breeder?