Professor for the day
Today I got to be the professor in my Spanish class...for 10 minutes. Haha. The professor felt very woozy, so since I was the only one who admitted to be going for a teaching degree, she had me sit at the head of the class and quiz everyone on the book work they were finishing up. It was very funny. It was nice that everyone actually did participate and we got out of there quickly.
Then I skipped out on doing observations so that I could do homework. Oh, homework. It will ruin me. I have to work my butt off this weekend. And every day until school is over. It is not cool. I am trying to keep the stress down. Working so far, but knowing me I will be crying in the next few days. I am not good at the whole stress thing.
Glee started back this week. So great. I have to watch it on Wednesday afternoons online, because I watch LOST. It was hilarious and fantastic as usual. I loved that Idina Menzel guest-starred. She is made of awesome. And oh my flipping goodness, Josh Groban is going to be on the season finale!!!! GAH!!!! June 8th! Can't wait!
I have kinda been overloading on the Groban lately. I needed something to listen to in the car and I grabbed his first album off the shelf and popped it in and...!!!!! I forgot how ridiculously amazing that cd is!! Old-school Groban is good-school Groban. Seriously, it has been playing in my car for a week. And I can't seem to bring myself to take it out. That will change soon. I am going to put in an Amazon order soon. The Young Victoria comes out on dvd on Tuesday so I will definitely be getting that and the new She & Him cd and Angel Taylor's cd. So much good stuff. Good thing I set aside some birthday money. Haha. I really can't wait to watch the Young Victoria again (and again and again). It will be a great distraction from reward after papers and homework.
I have been having sleep issues again, the past couple of weeks. Every night I have been having vivd dreams that wake me up constantly. I thought they were subsiding a week ago, but they came back with a heart of revenge. It is like being asleep with a tv on inside my brain. Some of the dreams I can remember easily and then others are more vague, but I know that I dreamed and that I dreamed a lot. Like things throughout the day will remind me of something from a dream. I am now getting to the point where I am not sure if some of the conversations I have had are real or made up. It is so frustrating. Whenever I get up in the morning I feel so angry because I can't stop the dreams and I can't get the rest I need. Also, I wake up at 5am every morning because of a stupid robin that has nested outside the aprtment. It is just singing away. I am going to pull a Zooey Deschanel and shoot it with a bb gun like in Failure to Launch (she and Justin Bartha were the only good things in that movie. They should have their own spin-off).
Guess that is it. Yup. Pretty sure it is.