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It's been a long day. I'm glad I'm not washing windows, though. I started out this summer with a job as a window washer and now I"m VERY glad I didn't take it. For one, it would have a required me to wake up an hour earlier, for another, it would have been less pay, and lastly it would have required massive amounts of back-straining labor. Yeah, I'm glad I'm not doing that right now. I guess that this isn't an "I've-been-moving-bricks-all-day" kind of tired... it's more of an "I've-been-teaching-someone-about-bricks-all-day" kind of tired. They're different, trust me.
One of my family's motto's is "It's your own Damn Fault," a fact that never ceased to amuse my cousins and me while growing up ("did you hear gramma? she just CUSSED!"). Basically, my parents would use this saying to drive home the fact that when you make choices, you live with the consequences. As you can imagine, my parents used this a lot when I did stupid things and then complained about it.
Case in point: This last week, one of my roommates got a wireless router for his computer (it's pretty darn nice because I can now use the internet anywhere in the apartment). So, what happens when an apartment of college guys get a router of any sort? Multi-player games, of course! Yep, for the last 3 days, my schedule has been: play Warcraft III until late at night early in the morning, get minimal hours of sleep, wake up and work an entire day, rinse, repeat. So as I complain about being tired, I can hear my grandmother in the back of mind shaking her head and saying in her Brooklyn accent: "It's your own Damn Fault."
well shucks. Shucks and other comments. I have decided that I am an awkward person and that although I'd like to be less so, it's just a part of my genetic makeup. I have the awkward gene. I don't think it's from my Dad's side of the family: I mean, the man has a voice that could melt the heart of any woman in the world.Why can't I have a voice like that? Then even if I said something awkward, it would be construed as "suave."
So there it stands. I'm gonna work on my "tuxedo voice" and possibly wear a tuxedo more often.
So it's Sunday night. I've often felt like Sunday nights are like mini "end-of-Summer-vacation" moments when you wonder where the time went... and try to remember what exactly you did for the past while. But that's okay: it's almost bedtime and tomorrow I get to sleep in!
On saturday, my missionaries that I teach at the MTC taught for the second time in the Teaching Resource Center (TRC). My mission companion from the MTC was there to volunteer with the language aspect of things and afterwards he called and said that my missionaries were some of the best that he'd ever seen. I said that that was probably because they're just good people, but he said "No, I think they've probably get the best Teacher in the MTC." To put that comment in proper perspective, you have to realize that he and I didn't get along terribly well in the MTC... in fact, i think that we were quite glad to be rid of each other when we left... but after being apart for a year and then serving for an addition 6 months together as ZLs and now after having attending a couple of classes together, we're good friends. it makes me wonder how many other people i would get along with if I was forced to live with them for 9 straight months. A lot of the English missionaries who got transfered every 3 months or 6 weeks used to say that they felt sorry for us Korean Missionaries (all 4 of us) because there was no hope of us getting away from our companions if we didn't get along. after having been through it, though, it makes me realize that getting along with someone is as much a matter of choice as is falling in love or enjoying work or staying calm during an argument. Anyway, his comment really made me feel like we'd come a long way from the MTC days when we used to bug the heck out of each other.
i saw Indiana Jones on Saturday! I also saw Prince Caspian last Saturday and Iron Man the week before that. I don't think I"ve gone to that many moveis in theatres for over 4 years! It was delightful. Iron Man and Prince Caspian were both pretty darn good and depending on the day, I'd probably tell you that one was better than the other. Indiana Jones was cool... a very Indiana Jones-esq movie, to say the least. I brought my whip and hat to the show and felt very nerdy, but it was worth it to bust out the whip and crack it around a few times. My neck and back are sore
. a good kind of sore, though.
Thought of the day:
if a girl who is prone to tickling is walking by with her hands in her pockets, stay on your guard because women's pants' pockets are notoriously shallow. take it from me: I know.
Today was a great day. i found out that I'd been punching in and out wrong at one of the jobs that I work at and so after correcting it all, I ended up with an extra 5 hours of labor on this coming paycheck. Pretty sweet if you ask me. Laundry kept me busy all afternoon and while doing it I watched Pirates of the Caribbean III-- that's a funky movie, lemme tell you. I felt as though I'd watched the movie equivalent of a a Costco sheetcake in one go when I finished.
In general, life's going pretty well for me right now. I've got two jobs that I really like and both of them involve teaching... something I'm becoming more and more enamored with every day. Taking a break from College is nice, but at the same time, it's a little unsettling to take a break when I don't know what my end goal of going to college is in the first place. I was told about 2 and a half years ago that i would just know what to do with my life when the right thing came along but I'm still waiting for that moment. Not just in school either.
I'm not sure why I decided to resurrect my blogging endeavors, but I'm pretty stoked to give it another go. If I can keep it going for three weeks without boring myself, then I'll consider it a success. That's all for today. No, I didn't wear my skate shoes to work today. Maybe next week.
