Posted in November 2007

All smiles.

Getting to sleep in because it is Friday and I did not have any plans or anything due in the morning. Waking up to hearing a car splash through a puddle. Wait, a puddle? Rain?!? Lovely!!! And the view from my balcony/huge windows in the living room of my apartment! Walking to the top of this hill is annoying at the end of a day of class and work, but during a day with my favorite weather… the view is gorgeous!

Rainy weather playlist = great songs.

Coming to It’s a Grind in Santa Monica. No, it’s not quite the same as visiting the one I worked at for so long, and the lovely rain made the drive out here a little longer than normal, but its all good. And it cracks me up to watch everybody eye the big cushy chairs and make a run for them whenever a person stands up to leave the shop.

Laughing at myself because my 99 cent store umbrella ella ella definitely broke as I was walking down the street here in SM. I was left holding a plastic handle, mouth agape, right at the second I had just dialed a number in my phone. Having a stranger in a suit run to save my escaping umbrella ella ella from jumping into Santa Monica Blvd.

Japanese game shows. Oh my gosh. They know what’s up.

Tonight=bound to be amazing. Favorite pasta at BJ’s followed by a visit to Brew Co, and a search for new adventures. I just hope I can keep up with all of the new inside jokes which will definitely be born tonight!
Tomorrow=ucla vs. usc football game. Still not sure where I am going to watch it, but will for sure be a good time!

Endings

My last year as an undergrad is nearly a third of the way through. It makes me so sad! As finals draw near, I’m not wishing to postpone them because I’m scared of them (although that may also be true), but mainly because it brings me that much closer to finishing everything. 2007 has been a crazy year, full of surprises and secrets. Whether good or bad, everything that has happened has made this such a memorable year, and I am not okay with watching the last few days of this quarter and this year slip through my fingers. I have just never lived like this before.
Lord, let your glory fall.

The truth is…

I am learning more and more how much I value and appreciate honesty.

Honesty from others and honesty from me. Honesty towards others and honesty towards me.

I feel like I am realizing this through all of my relationships. But it sucks because it means there must be a lot of dishonesty and deception going on for me to be longing for truth.

If the truth is supposed to set us free, why don’t we all just start being up front with ourselves and with each other?

The times.

Oh November.

Oh now. Oh wow. Oh how?

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Barely conscious in the doorway you stand
Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes your demand
You laugh at every word trying hard to be cute
I almost feel sorry for what I’m gonna do
and your hair smells of smoke
Who will cast the first stone?
You can sin or spend the night all alone

Oh Brand New.

Happiness+Academia, future, travels.

I have been enjoying my current English classes a lot, as well as the one that I took during the second Summer Session. I think a big part of why these classes have been so enjoyable is because the people leading them seem genuinely glad. I think that through the years, I have been exposed to a lot of teachers and professors who seem overly cynical about EVERYTHING, which can be eye-opening and/or amusing… but honestly, it wears you out to always hear so much skepticism/negativity.

I like to see professors who are passionate about the things that they are teaching, even if it does not make total sense to me. Professors who throw in an anecdote about a show they went to, something cute their kid did, a conversation they had with their spouse. I know some people can’t stand it when professors mix their personal life into the academics, but I think it’s nice to be let in on a little bit of what these people are like outside of school. Keeps me more interested.

When I am a teacher, I want to be a happy one. Not annoying and peppy, but content and encouraging. I want my students to know me, and I want to know them. I think it would be fascinating. It’s kind of scary how badly I want to get into a particular teaching program for next year. I think it would be so amazing, the program is exactly what I want. There are a few other options which are similar and/or good in their own way, but I have never had a “dream school” until now, and it terrifies me. If I did not have a first choice, it would be a lot easier avoid disappointment. Time to be a big girl and just risk getting burned. At least in this aspect of my life.

Travel over the next few months:

-Back to LB/OC plenty plenty plenty

-Back up to Palo Alto/San Francisco at least 1 or 2 more times

-Guatemala in December (9 days!)

-China for Spring Break (9 days!)

-Wine Country?

-New England?

-Europe?

-SE Asia?

Let’s make some plans, people!

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