Blissful fitful rest

There is something about going to bed early and waking up early. It really makes you feel like you have the whole day ahead of you. I mean waking up at 5:30 every morning really you have about 14 hours of daylight left in the day (damn fall), you can get a lot accomplished. Unfortunately I am getting nothing physical accomplished other than getting up. Calculus, grading papers, and talking for eight hours a day do not really count as physical. I leave school with a good feeling usually every day. Even though my Master teacher has many criticitizems of my teaching. She tells me and I also understand that she is saying them to help me to be a better teacher. They are truthful observations that I need to work on. I fixed the things that Maurice noticed while I was in Japan. And now I am working on others. I am actually finding that my memory is getting better. As it is now I am coming home every night and knowing exactly what it is that I am supposed to be doing. And then I do it. Much unlike the last time that I was in high school.

Aunt Lisa told me that even if I have to sacrifice some sleep that I need to find time to work out. You know she might be right, but right now there is just no time.

So far I still do not know what my decision will be in December, it is looming above my head like a thundercloud about to break. I can already feel the tension in the air. I know that no matter what my choice that I will be happy in my job. I know feel lucky to have so many options available to me, of course blessed might be a better word for it.

Tempting fate has always been a hobby of mine. Some that know me know that. Yeah that whole knock on wood thing doesn't appeal to me much. Of course that might be the reason why I have so many scars.

Woah nelly

Alright so the weekend was a little crazy, lets put it this way some people that I was around were looking into buying some expensive fishing tackle and then using it one at a time. One I don't have the money to be wasting on something like that, especially not since if I really wanted it that badly I could find someone to give it to me for free... But luckily the fishermen ( I'll just call them all Jon.) left. So there we were Jon less with my old hockey buddies hitting the town in Ellensburg. Me sober as usual them... Well something else... As usual. It was an interesting time, although a better time might have been had if we were able to be there on Monday night. School starts on Wednesday you know.

So I am grading the first project now. I have been working on it for seven hours or so. Three done. Thirty three more to go before Friday. Yay. Oh and a new joke that is really just an old joke reformed. Who is the idiot that paid fifty thousand dollars for his education to get a job that pays twenty five thousand dollars a year. You were a math major were you not? Because that doesn't seem to add up... Yeah you are a barrel of laughs. Thanks for reminding me that dealing with the true castoffs of society (teenagers) all the while entertaining them long enough to distract them into learning something about numbers before one of them shoots me for being mean, is not a fisically rewarding task. (Added the shooting part after I found a disturbing statistic, all American school shootings have started in a Math classroom, with the exception of Columbine which started in the library, but one of their main targets was their math teacher. Which was one of the dead victims.)

So in addition to all of the grading that I have for one class I also have to keep up on the homework for all three classes. This far it is not as bad as J-Rob but it is somewhat trying. Large amount of effort is needed in order to succeed. Huh, and all Maurice and David had to do to graduate is BS their way through school. Which is what political science really is, just a lot of words to try to convince you that the mouth at the mic is telling you the truth.

Oh and MxPx was just awarded the key to the city of Bremerton by the mayor before playing at the Admiral theater there. That was for those of you that read this that listened to them before they were cool.

Student teaching

So I am now done with the first week of student teaching. It has been interesting, waking up at 5:30 in the morning to go to school. Being at school for nine hours and then going back to my uncle's house for six hours of calculus homework until I pass out around ten thirty to get up and do it all over again. I feel like I have been walking a hundred laps around that classroom today. It is amazing how tired you get just standing up for nine hours.

Ok this is creapy two old girlfriends start to instant message me and are talking to me like we are old friends. I of course am being polite and responding to them but not really furthering the conversation. But they know me as more of a listener so they keep talking. Me being polite again am not telling them that I am tired and want to go to bed.

I am day dreaming in my car again. Finger slides down the spine until it gets to the small of the back. Kisses on shoulders, dark black hair tickling my neck, deep blue eyes that bore into my soul and find a love that is everlasting, made especially for her. She flashes the smile that she only shows to me just before I sweep her into my arms and kiss her lips. She smiles again just before she opens her eyes; her way of telling me that you done good, boy. Opens them up and I... get out of my car to go to school. None of it is real. This is where I am, this is where I will be all day, maybe she will come and see me tonight like she has before. Then again maybe it is better to not see her, know she is out there, look for her, find her, kiss her, and I am in the classroom and it is all business.