Judas in a pink tutu
I am physically exhausted but emotionally happy (to a point). Grad school applications are getting to me. Hunting down teachers for recommendations, getting info about what the schools really want, etc. are starting to drive me insane. It's also making mom nervous so we've been snapping at each other lately which I do not enjoy one bit. After the 15th of February, everything should be done with so bare with me until then. On the emotionally happy side, I'm enjoying having a boyfriend. It's better than I expected. I've discovered that I'm so screwed up that if he does ANYTHING nice for me I'm in utter shock. Such as yesterday we were going to visit Megan and she asked for a candy bar. On the way to the shuttle I forgot about it but Ian didn't. He ran inside the Pub and got two candy bars for her. I didn't have to ask or do it myself, he just did it. Or at night if my arm drops out of bed he puts it back in bed. I know those sound like stupid ordinary unimportant things but I've never had that.
With grad school though, I'm so tired.
P.S. Teach for America just sent me a second e-mail asking to meet with me. I have no idea why they would want to talk to me. I'm hardly THAT bright and mostly I'm trained in film, history, literature, psychology, art history, and writing- not the basics for education like math and science. Those kids would fail if I taught them. Mostly I'm going just to see who the hell was stupid enough to suggest me for anything like this.
With grad school though, I'm so tired.
P.S. Teach for America just sent me a second e-mail asking to meet with me. I have no idea why they would want to talk to me. I'm hardly THAT bright and mostly I'm trained in film, history, literature, psychology, art history, and writing- not the basics for education like math and science. Those kids would fail if I taught them. Mostly I'm going just to see who the hell was stupid enough to suggest me for anything like this.