The two students who just showed up to my class basically restored my faith in my students’ desire to learn.
Okay, so not all of my students are interested in the topic I teach: I’m not naive enough to expect that.
I gave these two students the option to leave since there were only two of them, but they stayed, and we had a productive session. It only lasted an hour, but I think they got a lot out of it. They worked with me and answered questions; they were engaged in the lesson. For which I give them kudos… I have NO idea how to make this subject interesting. (If anyone has an idea about making APA style interesting, please let me know.)
But these students. Yay for them! They made my day. They came to class and they worked with me. It just made my ten-hour academic hours of lecturing worth it.
I enjoy spring very much. However, it usually creates a problem with my wardrobe. See, I have to dress warmly in the morning because it’s really cold. Then, by the afternoon, I’m usually too warm and end up carrying around a jacket. Boo on that. Plus, it usually gets colder later on, so then I need the jacket.
Luckily I have a great sweater that I can pack in my purse and bring with me. I still want a Louis Vuitton. If I didn’t HAVE to go home for Christmas, I would ask for one. Yes, I am still completely ambivalent about the situation with my family.
If I had a car, this wouldn’t be a problem in most cases.
Okay. Ludwigshafen today. Sadly, German Mom can’t meet for coffee. After Spring Break for sure. Riding in her convertible with the top down for sure. I want a convertible some day.
My Wednesday-Friday this week were uncannily similar to my Wednesday-Friday last week.
Wednesday: Faust (Part 1) and dinner in Ludwigshafen
Thursday: Frankfurt Museum of Modern Art wearing fancy clothes and dinner with friends
Friday: Ludwigshafen for lunch with German sister.
Wednesday: Faust (Part 2) and dinner in Ludwigshafen
Thursday: Frankfurt to meet up with an old friend (who could possibly have a baby any time in the next five to ten days!!!)
Friday: German Sister’s “graduation” in Ludwigshafen
I’m not complaining.
After graduation, we went back to German Sister’s house, and we ate lunch and just kind of hung out until I left around nine. I sat next to German Mom, and we were, as usual, ridiculous the entire time. :D
In your bag: Film camera (Holga?), cigarettes, wallet adorned with meme three memes after “put a bird on it.” In your garbage: Weird kind of rice you read about on a cooking blog that you couldn’t figure out how to turn into food, mainstream cards your mom sends you for mainstream holidays,…
I’m just bummed out today, and I don’t really know why.
I still don’t feel great, and I’m at work because if I don’t work, I don’t get paid, and I really need to work. The inhaler kind of works, but something is still wrong. Maybe the inhaler hasn’t had enough time to really work. I am 26; I should not be having chest pains.
My job is also making me quite sad recently. I think I am burned out on it right now. Maybe it will be better soon.
This whole “Chest-Pain-Trouble-Breathing-Tired” thing is really, really, really getting old. It is like 70° and sunny outside right now, and I am stuck inside on my couch because I don’t feel good enough to venture outside.
I did that Thursday and yesterday, and I am now paying for it. Grrr. Displeased.
I don’t care what happens though. I am going to Mallorca in April. Maybe I won’t be dancing on the tables, but I will have a good time. Who can beat laying on the beach? Or at least being in the sun? Argh. That reminds me: I need to buy sunscreen…
Screw it. I’m going outside. I might even buy a pair of shoes. Shopping on a Saturday is pure insanity, but right now, zero fucks are given. I’ll care later. Just not now.
This whole sitting around all the time because I don’t feel good enough to do very much thing has gotten old, and I’m getting bored. Like, drying my hair is an effort. Hopefully, I get this whole mess sorted out soon.
Don’t ever drink Red Bull in excessive quantities. It is so bad for you, and I feel like it has finally caught up to me. Seriously.
Long story short: Friday was really long and exhausting and scary. I was at the regular doctor, cardiologist, radiologist, hospital, regular doctor, and we’re still not sure what’s wrong.
I have a good doctor though, so we’ll figure it out and make it better.
German Mom and her husband called me on Sunday (on speaker phone) to check on me and make sure I was still alive. Love them.
I want to play my flute, but I can’t because I don’t have the air support. Great.
“When I take a long look at my life, as though from outside, it does not appear particularly happy. Yet I am even less justified in calling it unhappy, despite all its mistakes. After all, it is foolish to keep probing for happiness or unhappiness, for it seems to me it would be hard to exchange the unhappiest days of my life for all the happy ones. If what matters in a person’s existence is to accept the inevitable consciously, to taste the good and bad to the full and to make for oneself a more individual, unaccidental and inward destiny alongside one’s external fate, then my life has been neither empty nor worthless. Even if, as it is decreed by the gods, fate has inexorably trod over my external existence as it does with everyone, my inner life has been of my own making . I deserve its sweetness and bitterness and accept full responsibility for it.”—Hermann Hesse, Gertrude (via psychotherapy)