Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Confessions of a Senior Education Major

I'll get right to the point.

I enjoy watching the students pair up or form groups when the teacher tells them they can pick their own partners. I always want to know who goes with who. Watching the pair/group interact for the rest of the class is the second part of the fun.

Ever since my mentor teacher told me that RL and KB (names abbreviated to protect the 7th graders) went to the Valentine's Dance together, I have been watching them. They sit on opposite sides of the room from each other, and never make eye contact or speak to one another. They are both shy and studious, hard-working and quiet. Today my mentor teacher told them they could choose their partners, and so RL walked straight over to KB. No questions or glances. He just walked straight over to her. And he walked pretty quickly, too. I think he was scared that someone else was going to snatch her up.

I think they're "going out".

I have another confession, but it doesn't have to do with being an education major.

I make up stories about strangers.

There is a man who is Coffee Station almost every single time I am there, and he always sits in the same chair and works on his Mac. Sometimes I wonder if he lives there. I pretend that he is writing a book. I imagine him to be a Donald Miller-sort, and in a year or so he will have published this amazing Blue-Like-Jazz-eque book that is finding its way into the hands of young adult Christian readers. Maybe the book will come out and I'll read it, without knowing who wrote it (I don't know this guy's name). At the front or back or somewhere, he will have written his book dedications/thanks and buried in the paragraph will be, "to Coffee Station, who let me sit in the same chair every day and write this book, and for their out-of-this-world espresso-based drinks". Maybe it won't say that; he doesn't seem like the sort of person to use a phrase like "out of this world". Still, I will read the book and think to myself, "So THAT'S what that guy was working on the entire time!" And I will probably get his autograph, now that he is famous. But maybe he won't hang out at Coffee Station anymore since he's a celebrity. I bet I won't see him again after he publishes his book.

Do you see what I mean? I make up stories. This is the first time I've ever published one, though.

Yesterday was mine and Austin's 8 month anniversary. Yay for us. Not that we celebrate our month anniversaries, but since we haven't hit the one year mark yet, it's all we have. Most of the time we just laugh and send a text or something saying, "Happy ___ month anniversary!" It's not a big deal. Let me tell you something, though... I am very blessed! He is so good to me, all the time. He has shown me what it really looks like to be a leader. He is also the most humble person I know. Which is funny, because he is also the most talented. But of course he think's I'm crazy when I say this. :)

So. In exactly seven weeks I'll be 22.

Good grief.

I really only know of one thing I want for my birthday. It's something I already have, but is broken: the little iPod player thing that folds up that I love. One of the speakers has blown and the other one sounds funny. Plus, I've had it for almost 2 years, and I bought it with my own money. It was a good use of $100.

Other than that, I don't need anything. Maybe a vacuum. But since I'll be moving home after that, I won't need one anymore. So that idea can go out the window.

I guess I could use some new running shoes. That's about it.

Welp, my throat now hurts for some unknown reason. I realllllllly hope I'm not getting another sinus infection. Because it sure feels like it. :-/
Oh my word. I'm listening to Pandora Radio right now and the most emo song ever is playing. It's such a break-up song. The singer guy keeps whining "It's not over, it's not over, it's not over..." over and over again. All emo songs sound the same to me. I swear, the lead singer is always the same. He's whiny, wears eyeliner and sounds helpless. Where did all the joy go? I have decided that you can't be an emo and be a Christian at the same time. God tells us to be joyful always, and to be emo you have to wallow in self-pity. It's completely focused on your emotions and yourself. God tells us to be selfless. The two are in opposition.

Well, I need to do homework. I'm gonna peace out.



Anonymous said...

Confession of another senior education major: I love white boards. They're my favorite. Maybe only because I've never used a smart board yet. But I've been tutoring with them the past few weeks, and I want to go to the store and buy dry erase markers in EVERY color and do math(color coded) ALL DAY LONG! That's it.

LAstar said...

1. HAHA that is amazing. those students are hilarious!

2. i think i disagree with your last statement - that you can't be emo and Christian at the same time. you are right in that emo people typically are quite selfish and wallow in self-pity (and Lord knows what else..), but that just classifies it as a sin. it's possible to be living in sin when you are a Christian, but that doesn't mean it's ok. after all, Christ died for us while we were still sinners, so He died for all of us and all sins...including the emo people! :) what do you think?