More adventurous.

The Crush is now The Boyfriend. How’s that for becoming more adventurous?

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day, everyone! Winston especially wants to wish you a happy green day. He just doesn’t look like it because he’s too busy being filled with rage and/or fear. Seriously. He wouldn’t stop shaking, and it was tough just getting him to look at the camera. Please don’t call the humane society on me. I promise I took the hat off and then showered him with love and affection. My poor muffin. Gosh darn it he looks cute though!

Anyway. It’s St. Patrick’s Day. Which means I will be consuming a lot of green beer, dressed in a lot of green clothing, complete with a headband with two antennae with clovers attached. No, I’m not joking. I’m just too cool.

Hope everyone has a good of day/night as I plan on having!

Single, sexy, and awesome girl up for grabs!

Text messages received today from my very best friend.

“When are you gonna update your blog? I’ve been checking it! If you have nothing to say you could always tell all the hot men out there that I’m single!”

Then…

“Single, sexy, AND awesome!”

There ya have it, folks! If you’re a hot man and are interested in my gorgeous best friend, let me know!

P.S. I have it on good authority that she likes dirty men! (And by dirty I mean rockstar, 5 o’clock shadow, grunge dirty not man whore dirty!)

Hopeful street art.

PostSecret is the best. This was emailed in response to one of this weeks secrets, and I immediately fell in love.

Yes, we all deserve to be loved. Unfortunately, at least in my case, defense mechanisms stop love from coming in, stop me from allowing myself to be loved.

Is it too much to ask to wake up one morning with all my relationship issues completely obliterated? Not so that they never happened, not so that I didn’t learn from them, but that so I am no longer such a flight risk, so that I actually follow Rilo Kiley’s advice that “with every broken heart we should become more adventurous” rather than just quoting it like I do?

If broken hearts didn’t hurt so much, then maybe I would.

Here’s a question though… if you are headed for certain heartbreak, are you being adventurous or just plain stupid? Mull that one over, will ya?

I’m cool with it.

Earlier, I was undecided as to whether or not to call The Crush to come over tonight.

Now, less than half an hour later, he has called me and will be here in approximately 45 minutes!

Impending doom shaken off, rose colored glasses firmly on.

Rose colored glasses?

First off, I’d like to point out how annoying it is that it is nearly impossible to distinguish between gut instinct and paranoid bitterness.

Secondly, I would like to point out how ridiculous it is for me to even care, because even if a fairy dressed all in pink with a freakin’ tiara and wand came and perched on my shoulder and said “Hey, you’re headed straight for disaster.” I would probably flick the bitch off because I am having way too much fun right now to give it up in order to save future heartbreak.

That is all.

A nice change.

Part of me considers myself a dating pro. I mean, I have dated quite a bit in the last three years or so. At the same time, however, any significant relationships I have been in are few and far between. Which leads me to question… can I be a dating pro if none of the first, second, third, or even fourth dates I have been on have developed into anything long term? Or maybe, if they had, that would make me a relationship pro, and because none have, I am merely a dating pro? It’s debatable.

That’s not the point of this entry, though. The point is, if I were to sum up what happened to all those boys, to all those fledging relationships, this is what I would have to say: “You’re great, but I’m not looking for anything serious right now.”

It has been a line I’ve delivered, a line I’ve received… a line I hate. A line I was prepared to hear Friday night, out with The Crush.

…But that’s not what happened. Instead I heard “I really like you, and want to see where this goes, so let’s take it slow.” Words I am not used to hearing. Words that I am glad I heard.

That’s the status on that. Things are going wonderfully, and we’ll see what happens. I’ve been through too much to get my hopes up, but it is definitely a nice change to hear those words, to be dating someone who calls when he says he will, who picks my drunken self up after receiving a text message that says nothing but “Rum + vodka = bad news”, who tells me he won’t sleep with me instead of trying to, who comes to a chick flick with me, my sister, and her best friend, who meets my mom, and who I’ll see for the sixth time tomorrow.

(I hope I don’t sabotage this, I hope I don’t end up broken hearted.)

Student teaching update.

As per Meg’s request, an update as to how my first week of student teaching went.

Besides being in a grade 5 class that is actually legendary in the school for their bad behavior, and having a nasty cold all week, I’ve enjoyed myself. I really feel at home in a school, and nothing has made me think that I am on a totally wrong career path. I have taught three lessons so far, and will teach three more next week. The feedback I have received from my cooperating teacher is mostly positive, the one thing I need to work on is how I try to project my message over the noise of the students. It is one thing we were warned about in orientation for student teaching. Speak at a normal level, and students have to keep their noise level down to hear you, and you save yourself a sore throat. My one lesson I just kept getting louder. It is hard not to, I was without even realizing it. Hopefully I will do better next lesson!

The students seem to have warmed up to my partner and I. They feel more free to act like themselves around us, which I think is a good thing. My philosophy of education is that the teacher is more a facilitator of learning than a bearer of all knowledge, so it is important to me that my future students and I connect on a basic, personal level and aren’t stuck in some sort of power struggle.

So yes, student teaching is good! I have to be honest though, I think I prefer a little bit older or younger grades for teaching. I really enjoyed working in a grade 7 class last semester, which actually came as a surprise to me! I went into a grade 1 class for a Care Partner activity the grade 5’s did with them, and as soon as I walked in I felt right at home, and connected right away with the students there. Oh well, though, this is only for two weeks, I’m curious to see what grade I will get for my four month internship this fall. Honestly though, I wouldn’t be able to teach if I didn’t think I could teach all grades from K-12. I think I can, I just have my preferences like anyone would.