The first thing that comes to mind is this: it's not easy ( Read more... )

It seems illogical, doesn't it? Life in a dorm is famous (infamous?) for being messy and disorganized. Dorm rooms with pizza boxes scattered across any available surface, laundry thickly coating the floor, papers from three semesters ago piled upon the desk. Seem familiar ( Read more... )

Part Three: MarchMarch was defined by the play I was directing: "The Odd Couple - Female Version". This play was my senior project, and had been in the making since July of the previous year. There had been many twists and bumps along the way (I had to recast half of the cast at various intervals), but it was my baby ( Read more... )

I'm so sorry.

 I have never had a more difficult or insane set of swim classes in the entirety of of teaching career. Like, holy fucking shit. These kids are crazy. They are actively trying to kill themselves during the entirety of the lesson. Not even kidding ( Read more... )

I teach swim lessons. Currently, the swim center I work for is teaching the summer sessions, which are two-week sessions that run five days a week. In my opinion, this is better for the class. Although it is harder on the instructor, it allows the kids to absorb a lot more of what is thrown at them in lessons ( Read more... )

Part Two: February

There was only one major event of February, and it's not what you think it is. No, February was not defined by Valentine's Day, but by Santa Fe, New Mexico.

St. John's College was absolutely scrambling to get me to come to their school. They were doing everything in their power to convince me that I should finish my application ( Read more... )

 I am trying desperately to write a resume and create a budget. But no matter how hard I try, something gets thrown in my way that prevents me from doing that. Nothing obvious, like lightning striking my papers from my hands or booming voice from the heavens warning me about impending adulthood. But small incidents keep cropping up that are ( Read more... )

Ow.

UPDATE: When I got up this morning, all of my joints popped. It was disturbing.

Part One: January

So you heard about the majority of January. However, exciting stuff did happen after I stopped posting. In fact, all of the exciting stuff happened in the same weekend. The weekend of my first Star Trek Convention.

Friday:
My mom and I leave Mendocino early so as to get to a meeting in Berkeley. I've been personally invited by ( Read more... )