I remember thinking
Sometimes we walk
Sometimes we run away
But I know
No matter how fast we are running
Somehow we keep
Somehow we keep up with each other
+ Deb made an interesting post. Well, it wasn’t extremely enlightening, but it was strange cuz I had been thinking about a related topic tonight as well. I think life as a female is very different than that of a male. The things we have to put up with on a daily basis are things men may never have to encounter. Do men have a sense for who’s single and who’s attached? Can they tell when they need to tone down the flirting? Or is it us females? Do we give off a vibe, an invitation? Hahah. Or maybe it’s just all in the facebook status. That would be a simple explanation for everything….
+ Getting ready for grad school is kicking my ass fast. In the last few days I learned of all these things I needed to do for them w/in the next week. A bunch of certifications, fingerprinting at the central office, letters from me, letters from teachers, forms, forms, and forms. Gha! Did I mention? I walk June 15th, I start classes June 17th. Thank you, UCSD, for graciously giving us a one day vacation. I do appreciate it and will not need recovery time. Ooof. They couldn’t at least give us half a week? 
+ The teacher at my high school told me that I hold students’ attention when I’m at the board cuz I have a Vanna White complex and they like looking at me. That upsets me. I want them to want to learn and to be thinking! Arggg. That’s extremely frustrating. I’m up there busting my butt trying to teach them admist all the chaos those students have gone through this year, and then I’m told the kids aren’t really listening to me… I hope someone’s learning…
+ Again, as I’m coming to the end of my math career (for the second time), I’m finding myself fearful of missing it. There’s a strange comfort in learning math. It’s humbling and it reminds me of how much more is out there that I don’t know, haven’t seen, and may never discover. I wonder how much of everything we do is like that. There’s so much outside of San Diego I haven’t seen, and there’s also so much in San Diego I haven’t seen. Just this year, I’ve gotten to spend a lot of time in and get to know three different communities in SD that are each different from the others and different than the Del Mar and La Jolla lifestyle I’ve been so comfortably enclosed in all my life.
