Here's the thing.
I'm taking the last 3 classes of my undergraduate career right now.
However, I can't seem to care about them.
I do my homework 2 hours before it's due. I do the minimum amount of work needed to pass. I often think to myself Well my teacher is so crazy she won't care if what I turn in makes no sense...
I still can't believe that I'll be a teacher in the fall. I don't know how to do that. Sometimes an uncontrollable urge to freak out creeps up on me, but then I just push it aside and think - one day at a time... That's what AA people say right? Alcoholism is just like becoming a teacher: One day at a time. I just have to have a strong will power and stay away from bars...
Here's another thing.
One of the classes I'm taking is sailing. Sailing!?! you may ask. Yes, sailing. It may seem like the best ever, but for the first 4 weeks of class I didn't touch the water, I got a 24/40 on my last test and when we finally sailed yesterday there was barely any wind so it took us 2 hours to go 100 yards. I wish I was taking motor boating instead...or tanning.
Here's the last thing.
I bought a mountain bike. So now I'm officially an outdoorsy woman with a helmet and biker gloves.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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