Last week, I had the pleasure of walking into my apartment building and being greeted by the heavy aroma of pot. Even after living most of my life two hours from the Mexico border, I'd never had that happen before. Weird.
I'm teaching this week, for the first time. An American History unit on the decade before the American Civil War, and today started out pretty well. Sophomores are kind of bitches, though, so I'm hoping it continues to go well.
Yesterday I think I got asked on a date by a guy at church. I've talked to him once before and he's terrible at conversation. He's also shorter than I am and scruffy. So he's automatically not a major find. But being as generally bad as I am at turning people down, I think I left the door open to go with him to see the Dead Sea Scrolls while they're in Kansas City. Crap. How do I keep doing this?
Also, confession times with Bethany K:
Last night I watched THE event of Professional Wrestling: the Royal Rumble. It involves thirty professional wrestlers entering the ring one at a time every minute and doing ridiculous things in order to throw each other out of the ring until one man is left standing. It was the funniest fourty five minutes of my life. And I think I'm in love with John Cena.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
Kiss me and smile for me
This was an interesting week. I shall divulge:
Monday: Martin Luther King Jr.'s Birthday, observed. Meaning school was not in session. I celebrated my heritage by taking two naps, walking to and from the grocery store, and thinking about doing productive things.
Tuesday: I have to admit that this was my first ever snow day! Since Dordt never cancels classes and Tucson never needs to, I'd never gotten a day off school that wasn't scheduled before. Because the roads were so icy still, apparently, school was closed for the day, but I didn't find that out until after I arrived there at 7:30, dressed to kill. But then I went back home and did many of the same things I did on Monday (see above).
Wednesday: Funny mostly because while I was working on trying to get the Internet to work at school, one of the senior students in the room asked me if I would go to the Valentine's Banquet with him. Naturally I said yes, on the condition that I come completely drunk and inappropriately dressed. Oh, and I watched American Idol for the first time ever that night and wanted to tear out my own uvula for doing so.
Thursday: Almost exclusively boring, except I accidentally watched The OC and as punishment my dreams were full of freaky, disjointed half-stories about wild animals and carnies and such that I could publish as absurdist theater and make $10. I woke up feeling like I'd been stomped on by spiritpeople.
Friday: Found out lots of inside information on many of the students I'm working with, some really sad stories, and I'm nervous/excited to work with these students and, hopefully, have a positive impact. I also got into an in-depth debate with a couple of kids about the NFL playoffs and just how terrible the Bears actually are, except for Urlacher and the rest of the defense. Then I went out shopping alone tonight and spent an hour wandering around World Market. I think I want to live there. And I think I want a wok, real bad.
I finished Lauren Winner's Real Sex, and it was really excellent. Highly recommend it, and you don't only have to be a girl to read relationship/sex books. One of my favorite ideas, talking about chastity and the concept of fasting:
"The unmarried Christian who practices chastity refrains from sex in order to remember that God desires your person, your body, more than any man or woman ever will. With all aspects of ascetic living, one does not avoid or refrain from something for the sake of rejecting it, but for the sake of something else...for the sake of union with Christ's Body."
grace and peace
Monday: Martin Luther King Jr.'s Birthday, observed. Meaning school was not in session. I celebrated my heritage by taking two naps, walking to and from the grocery store, and thinking about doing productive things.
Tuesday: I have to admit that this was my first ever snow day! Since Dordt never cancels classes and Tucson never needs to, I'd never gotten a day off school that wasn't scheduled before. Because the roads were so icy still, apparently, school was closed for the day, but I didn't find that out until after I arrived there at 7:30, dressed to kill. But then I went back home and did many of the same things I did on Monday (see above).
Wednesday: Funny mostly because while I was working on trying to get the Internet to work at school, one of the senior students in the room asked me if I would go to the Valentine's Banquet with him. Naturally I said yes, on the condition that I come completely drunk and inappropriately dressed. Oh, and I watched American Idol for the first time ever that night and wanted to tear out my own uvula for doing so.
Thursday: Almost exclusively boring, except I accidentally watched The OC and as punishment my dreams were full of freaky, disjointed half-stories about wild animals and carnies and such that I could publish as absurdist theater and make $10. I woke up feeling like I'd been stomped on by spiritpeople.
Friday: Found out lots of inside information on many of the students I'm working with, some really sad stories, and I'm nervous/excited to work with these students and, hopefully, have a positive impact. I also got into an in-depth debate with a couple of kids about the NFL playoffs and just how terrible the Bears actually are, except for Urlacher and the rest of the defense. Then I went out shopping alone tonight and spent an hour wandering around World Market. I think I want to live there. And I think I want a wok, real bad.
I finished Lauren Winner's Real Sex, and it was really excellent. Highly recommend it, and you don't only have to be a girl to read relationship/sex books. One of my favorite ideas, talking about chastity and the concept of fasting:
"The unmarried Christian who practices chastity refrains from sex in order to remember that God desires your person, your body, more than any man or woman ever will. With all aspects of ascetic living, one does not avoid or refrain from something for the sake of rejecting it, but for the sake of something else...for the sake of union with Christ's Body."
grace and peace
Friday, January 12, 2007
Outside it's America
Just finished my first week of student teaching down in Kansas City! Since I'm no longer in close range of any of those of you who read this, I've decided to post more frequently, say, once a week? Deal.
This week was largely uneventful, as I just sat around and observed from a comfy chair behind my desk. I already get my own desk, although one of the drawers smell like a cat puked in it, so that's not awesome. One of the teachers I'm observing is a crusty, ex-Marine Vietnam vet who hates socialism and furry little animals, but I like him anyway. The other teacher, in Biology, is more normal and thereby more boring, but we'll get along fine, I'm sure. I'm sure that by the end of this year, however, I will have completely had it with pantyhose/tights, because I've had to wear them every day. Lame dress code... Although by the number of sophomore guys checking me out in the hallway, I think I must look good. :)
I love Kansas City. L-O-V-E it. All y'all should come down and visit me sometime after I get the whole driving system figured out. But don't come this weekend, because there's a quarter inch of ice covering everything. Arizona driver + icy roads = bad things. So I'm limiting myself to walking trips only until it's safer. Or until I run out of beer. Whichever comes first.
ALSO, I want you all to swear the following oath, hand over heart and everything:
I, (your full name), will not let Bethany develop a Southernish accent. I swear to do everything in my power to prevent her from saying "Missourah" and "ain't" and other such Southernisms. However, if she starts talking like St. Louis rappers (I like it when you do that right thurr...), I will buy her ice cream. So help me God.
Thanks guys. I love you all and miss most of you!
This week was largely uneventful, as I just sat around and observed from a comfy chair behind my desk. I already get my own desk, although one of the drawers smell like a cat puked in it, so that's not awesome. One of the teachers I'm observing is a crusty, ex-Marine Vietnam vet who hates socialism and furry little animals, but I like him anyway. The other teacher, in Biology, is more normal and thereby more boring, but we'll get along fine, I'm sure. I'm sure that by the end of this year, however, I will have completely had it with pantyhose/tights, because I've had to wear them every day. Lame dress code... Although by the number of sophomore guys checking me out in the hallway, I think I must look good. :)
I love Kansas City. L-O-V-E it. All y'all should come down and visit me sometime after I get the whole driving system figured out. But don't come this weekend, because there's a quarter inch of ice covering everything. Arizona driver + icy roads = bad things. So I'm limiting myself to walking trips only until it's safer. Or until I run out of beer. Whichever comes first.
ALSO, I want you all to swear the following oath, hand over heart and everything:
I, (your full name), will not let Bethany develop a Southernish accent. I swear to do everything in my power to prevent her from saying "Missourah" and "ain't" and other such Southernisms. However, if she starts talking like St. Louis rappers (I like it when you do that right thurr...), I will buy her ice cream. So help me God.
Thanks guys. I love you all and miss most of you!
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