Yes, I meant to type this up this weekend, but I as busy. It was an eventful weekend. A lot of stuff happened! So I kind of phone it in, uploaded my pics for the week and called it a night. I didn't even get to mention that I cooked my weekly meal--kimchi bokeumbap--and that I did some running--6 miles (again, I'm building up quite a deficit). I don't really feel that bad about not making it to the proper number of miles. At this point I'm 8 short. But that's still 12 miles traveled. I'm not going to worry about it until I'm like 50 miles short. Which, at the rate that I'm going, will be in about 10 weeks. So the end of March will be the point at which I decide whether or not I should drop the whole running-500-miles-in-a-year, because who knows? I might make it but I might not and if I do then it's great and if I don't then that whole idea was a stupid one anyway. That's kind of the way life goes.
Yesterday was MLK Jr. day, which the students got to observe but the teachers got to work. I don't really mind staff days like that, though, since they give me time to catch up on grading, or update my class assignments or clean my desk. My desk is a war zone. It's nuts, too, because I don't really have anything on it. Not anything that's not necessary. I don't have any plants or pictures or.. um.. pencil holders? on my desk. Just books and papers and pens and things that I really need but ohgeez, they take up a lot of room. I don't think I'll ever be super organized like some people. The most I can hope for is to be organized... chaotically.
Anyway, tomorrow I get to skip my last class of the day for a One-Act Play trip to the costume shop. I'm pretty pumped about this because.. well. Let's say that my last class of the day is an exciting and fun challenge but you know what? Somedays, I don't want a challenge. Tomorrow is one of those days. Thursday and Friday will probably be pretty normal, with the exception of my certification-observer-guy coming in on Friday. He'll get to watch me administer a test. I should probably think of something else to do.
Also, I've decided I want to read Gone with the Wind. Again. I don't know why I like Scarlett O'Hara so much. She's a terrible person, but then again.. she's not. She's determined and mean and thoughtless and sometimes I think that I relate to her pretty well, but then again, I never say things like "Fiddle dee dee".
First I've got to make my way through The Great Gatsby. Again. I actually am starting to like the book. At least a little. I'll probably return to hating it once I get past chapter 5 or so. I also totally want to buy this print and hang it up in my classroom but I'd probably have to creatively censor it somehow. Maybe I'll just buy it and hang it up in my kitchen.
Finally, this update is pretty fragmented. I blame the endorphin rush.
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