Sticks Covered in Glitter

Happy February everyone! This month, and in fact it might even be today, marks the one year anniversary of being back in the good ole U.S. of A. It's both impossible and extremely easy to belive. I still have days where I'm not adjusted to being back (all white people still look the same to me, familiar, if you will) but most days I'm very happy. While I do miss a great deal of people and things from Korea, I'm happy to have moved on.


Anyway... Winter Formal was Friday. I went because of Student Council. The kids said they've "had worse" and that the DJ "sucked" but I thought it was nice. The food was gross (especially the Lemon Pine Sol-flavored "cheese cake") but the place really looked beautiful. All the kids' manual labor payed off and the center pieces were great. Nothing says "winter" like some sticks covered in glitter!

There's nothing too important to report, really. I went with Fredy. Not many teachers were there (nightmare). The kids looked beautiful. We all moved on.

I have pics, of course.


Fredy was naughty, I guess. I also kind of love that you can't really see the sunburn I got the day before from standing outside all day babysitting instead of teaching. Hurray for Don Bosco Day. And by "hurray" I mean the opposite of "hurray."


This is a real one...

And just me... 'cause who needs boys?



My hair wins, mostly because I did it myself. Woot!


In other news, the Garcia clan will be down here in some capacity until the 22nd. So last night, after the crazy adventure of trying to find my place, Tio Ramon, Rosa, and Abita came to check out my place and have dinner. We ended up at Cheesecake Factory with this amazing corner table that was perfect because Abita's wheelchair fit right under the table and we could all sit in the booth. T came too. I had fish and chips; the fish was perfect but the chips not so much. The fries were kind of stale or old or something, but I got over it because the fish was so good.

Today at school I almost went ballistic on a kid because a) he flipped me off earlier in the class, 2) he NEVER does ANYTHING for my class but spends an entire day stringing plastic Mardi Gras necklaces together into one giant necklace and d) he represents everything I hate in life. He's the type of person who will succeed in life solely because of his good looks and wealth and not because he's an acutal worthwhile human being, which he's not. He thinks he's hilarious and he's not. He thinks he's the bee's knees and he's not. I can't really deal with him any more, especially since I caught him cheating yesterday. It's now my goal to get him kicked out of school, or at least suspended for long enough for me to gain my sanity back.


Speaking of kids getting kicked out, I lost one of my Juniors this week. Some stuff went down on a class trip and she was asked to leave LaSalle. On the down side, I really liked her and she's totally screwed up her life, but on the upside, she was a horrible writer and I won't have to read any more of her papers! I wish her all the best, though. She's a good kid, mostly.


I've lost four kids since we came back from break, and another is leaving at the end of this month. If I can get my waste of space kicked out, I'll be on a roll and hopefully, by the end of the year, I'll have no students!


It's a nice dream...


Much love.