Sunday, June 19, 2011

Dream a Little....

In my dream, people I know but never really associate with were all there - at a party in a huge mansion. I was looking for a bathroom all over the place (in the dream), down every hallway and behind every door and all I kept finding were squaty- potties.  I was frantic but thought I would just have to cave.  I woke up desperatly having to pee but very relieved.  A few weeks ago I dreamed that Shannon and her boyfriend bought a huge house in Korea and invited everyone they knew to come live with them.  It seemed possible.
Korea has a way of popping up in my thoughts, and my dreams have a way of finding themselves in my real life.  My dreams need more umph.  

Sunday, June 12, 2011

I've Been Told This Already

A week down and I've only been hit once.  Well, maybe two or three times but only one occasion so we won't count each swing.
Someone else told me this past week that I would make a great teacher, and I cringed while thinking about how my list of people who believe the same just keeps getting longer and longer.
I may be meeting them halfway by going back to school this fall.  Applications are underway, and so is the anticipation and angst. If I'm going at their pushing, I'm going on my terms.  I avoided it back when for the same reason I'm avoiding it now; its more than just having my own classroom, its everything that comes along with it.  Being a student can be so...nerve-wrecking.  And just don't tell me what to do.  I know, I know.
But I'll add to my credentials and if a classroom or a teaching gig comes along with it, I'll deal the cards I'm given I suppose.  The end goal will be my Master's, whether in straight English or in ESL, both undertakings I have enjoyed.  I'm not willing to sacrifce that much.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Big Picture

Sometimes I just need to look at the big picture, and even paint one myself. 

Wednesday, June 1, 2011


My first day off in over two months. Now I have most the summer off and I'm complaining about a lack of vacation...but I feel like I've earned that vacation.  It's overdue.  
The last day of school, as celebratory as it needed to be, had a different heartache.  Steph took off, with husband, baby, and a truck full of household items. It's indefinite, which makes it so much more definite than Holland or Korea. Immediatly I started thinking of my summer without a place to crash.  My summer hardly working, and still trying to figure out what to do with my life. I wish I was one of those people who was rather good at waiting; I know they exist and I just can't seem to follow their footsteps. Or maybe my problem is that I wait too much.  Something is bound to just fall in my lap, right? Give me a bit and this will soon appear to be a blessing.