After Sunday, I only have one week left of teaching for this company! Woo-hoo!!!
I will go home and eat myself silly. I will wear ugly, comfy clothes. I will read and write as much as I want!
I want to watch my DVDs. I want to pet my sister's guinea pig and feed it bananas and mandarin oranges.
I want to go to the Shakespeare Fest. I want to go shopping at Park Meadows. I want to visit casinos and Buffalo Bill's grave (well, one of them).
I want to veg without worrying about students, parents, roommates, and other teachers.
In about a week and a few days, I will be out on a plane to Denver!!! Woo-hoo!!!
A day in the life of a girl who's finding herself after her Ph.D. program. Consider this a look into the daily (or not so daily) doings of such a person. Yay! You know, I ought to be using the term "quotidian" for my "daily doings." Meh.
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
Ugh
I finally have an opportunity to post! If this is any indication of how the summer has been, I can't wait to get back to school and relax!
- I am not a religious person, but I generally respect worship and religious practice. However, I have now converted to being a fundamental atheist and an intolerant jerk all thanks to my summer roommate. The hypocracy and domineering spirit of this roommate serves as a reminder of why I have never joined any church or religious group. I realize that she takes these things to an extreme, but she has completely turned me off from anyone in the religious right -- forever!!!
- She's also a terrifying control freak. I thought it was just me, but her persona silences everyone. I'm now typing away at my hotel room in Tucson because I'm terrified of her looming presence.
- My job feels like it has no end. One fellow became extremely ill, and I ended up with a ton of classes to teach in the past two weeks. When I wake up every morning, I think I have to go to work. When I teach, I teach like a robot. This is horrible.
- I really want to quit my job, but I am unable to. They shipped me to the desert on a horse with no name. Hell, I don't even have a horse with no name!
- I have no idea what day it is. I have to ask a 6 year old what day it is. That's just plain sad.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
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