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| 06:35am 18/02/2009 |
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Some things that are just making things so good:
Work. All my kids are so great. I love the crap out of them, and I can tell they try to show me a lot of respect. Autistic kids are quickly becoming my favorite population to socialize with. I just switched from a 2nd/3rd/4th grade class to being a one-on-one TA in a 6th grade class. My one-on-one is pretty much the coolest kid ever. He's quite a rebel but he seems to respond incredibly well to me so far. When he does well we go on little breaks throughout the day. He plays amazing piano pieces he composed, we practice our synchronized swinging, or we play tag. I still see my littler guys passing through the halls and the wide grins and high-fives make my day a thousand times over. Yesterday in the library I attended an impromptu mini-lecture on the wildlife of Star Wars planets given by one of the boys in my class to a few others. He was showing pictures from the book, but you could tell he had everything known by anyone about every species committed to memory. Best. Job. Ever. Did I mention I'm getting paid?
Me. I rock. Certain key people I respect, admire, and want to work with
seem to think so too, which is just SO GODDAMN CONVENIENT not to
mention validating.
I'm staying in LA again. And I haven't felt better about my vision for my life.... maybe ever. I am so excited. It seems like every little piece of everything that I've done is finally leading me to where I want to be, and the path is starting to make a whole lot of sense. Hopefully I'll be moving soonish! Koreatown, here I come! I'll also be starting school, and trying to make a living doing strictly cool shit.
I am looking forward to visiting my long-distance platonic boyfriend, Brian, in Taiwan over spring break. It's still a bit up in the air, but his MOM called me the other night to convince me.... His MOM! I'm powerless. Yay.
Basically, I am really lucky. So lucky. So lucky!
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| 07:04pm 04/01/2009 |
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sometimes falling asleep in my clothes just feels sooo good even though I always wake up three hours later hating life. but then I take them off and lay back down with my lights offed and my blankets onned and no more than one pillow under my head and it feels sooo good again.
One of the earrings that I wear every day broke not because it just vanished but because I bent the post off. I shouldn't have messed with it I see now but that's okay. I was only messing with it because I lost the back and was bending it up to secure it to my ear and in my repeated attempts to keep it I lost it for good. I think that maybe I should have a new favorite pair even though I couldn't imagine any as appropriately me before but now one broke and I guess I've changed and I can imagine it now and I don't care that it broke even if I don't find any as good because I can imagine it and I guess that's what matters.
I'm going back to Evergreen in spring. It hadn't even occured to me as an option until recently, and I could not be more fucking excited. Now that I have undepressed myself and feel like I have direction for the first time in a long time (I want to get my MLA in gastronomy from BU omFg.) I am really looking forward to finishing my BA by taking whatever the fuck I want. I want to savor the experience. LA is just starting to get awesome, but I miss Olympia like crazy. My beautiful Brian is going to come live with me in fall, and we are going to be in a near-constant state of painting the town various colors, like honey-wine colored and drunk-colored and dance-party colored. Those may sound like similar colors but they're all completely different. Okay, sometimes.
I would maybe like to create a sort of standard blog/Twitter hybrid wherein I could have like five titles for a single post. sometimes if I have a flux of seemingly-random thoughts that I don't want to address further. not that I hesitate to put such thoughts into my livejournal anyway, but the more concise ones are better in a title. remember that day I asked you "seemingly-random questions" all day? that's because it wasn't you.
Spring quarter I'm mostly considering taking either Practice of Sustainable Agriculture, Food, Place, and Culture, or Shifting the Lens: Race, Class, Gender and Power Beyond Black and White. PSA is a spring-summer-fall program while the others are spring only. They all have great faculty.
My dad bought me a beautiful couscoussière today. What better way to embrace my Tunisian heritage than with delicious food. Grandma Paulette would be proud of me. Tomorrow night I'll make couscous from home-ground emmer farro and free-range chicken stew with homemade stock, veggies, beans, some fresh herbs, and maybe some of my foraged olives I just finished curing. All in one glorious pot. Last night I took my dad out to Moun of Tunis, a North African restaurant on Sunset, where we had a 5-course feast. It was so good that my dad didn't even complain about it. The owner happens to be from Tunis, where my dad was born.
The night before last I took my sister out as a Christmas gift to the acclaimed Osteria Mozza - Mario Batali, Nancy Silverton, and Joe Bastianich's restaurant on Melrose. Nancy was working the awesome mozzarella bar all night. We had such a nice time and shared some incredible food, which I could go on about for, oh, a good while. So I won't start. I love Morgan. She is amazing and beautiful.
Now that I've started babbling I could go on, but it just gets less and less interesting. New phone blah blah omg Edward Cullen omg blah blah lost weight blah I have a cow tongue in my freezer blah blah blah. I like my livejournal because I don't feel like what I write has to be relevant to anything else that I write. Yay, I like me.
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