Sudden Realizations

• My dad is officially old (yes, this is new for him). I'm not sure when it happened but I've noticed that since he broke his ankle he's not so full of life as used to be. Don't get me wrong, he's still totally the coolest dad ever. He will still seize any and every opportunity to scare you that arises and he's just about the biggest computer gaming nerd ever. But the other night I was going 10 mph over the speed limit and he told me to slow down. I suppose this is characteristic of most fourty year old men, but NOT MY DAD. My dad is the one that taught me how to really drive. Mom taught me all the safe driving, need-to-know things, but it was that Dad taught me how to drive. If you don't understand the difference, stop reading because we aren't friends. He used to applaud my swift manuevering and speeding, but now he says 'slow down'. He used to have crazy ideas of owning motorcycles, skydiving, cliff-hanging, street racing or whatever but now he's decided to slow life down, and not be so adventurous/stupid. My grandmother has been waiting for this moment for fourty years but I don't really like it. My dad is old =(
  
• This time next year I will be a bonafied teacher. A lot of emotions that come with that statement. Today we received our Professional Block placement (where I'm gonna teach a 30 min lesson everyday for the entire month of April). I kinda got this sick feeling in my stomach. This is for real. And I'm just not sure. I don't think it's really the teaching thing...I feel pretty confident in that. I guess the whole thing just reminds me that I don't really know what the future holds, but I'm a big kid now. I have to find a place to live, pay the bills, teach 30 kids for 40 hours a week...All my life I wanted to be a "grown-up" (because grown-ups get to do whatever they want, of course) and now that adulthood is staring me in the face I don't like it. So I'm reverting back to childhood, from now on I'm perminant five years old.
  
• I'm the only single student in my entire class. Which is weird. I'm content with that, for now (I would like to emphasis for now haha). I'm excited about being with the person that God has for me but I realize that it's gonna be the best when it happens in His timing and not mine. And honestly, right this second, its not really the 'not having someone' that bothers me...it's more of the 'not knowing'. I don't envy my classmates because they have significant others, but just because they have a plan. They know that when they graduate they're gonna teach at X and live at X. But for me, I can do whatever, I've got no one else to consider. I never knew that options could be so overwhelming.
  
• I'm also the youngest student in my entire class. This encourages me when I don't do as well as I would have liked on a test. I think I'll toot my own horn for a minute. I've done quite well in college, considering: I'm one of the few in my family to graduate high school, I was homeschooled, I'll be the first in ANY of my family to graduate college. I think I've done pretty good for myself. =)
  
• I've kinda fallen in love with English again. Between Language Arts for Children, Middle Grades Literacy and C. S. Lewis (which all take place on Tuesdays, thus my favorite school day this semester) I've found that English really is my subject. I had forgotten how much I love words. I guess all the textbook reading that comes with college hasn't helped me there. I wish I read more than I do, but I still really do like to write. And I think I'm better at it that I realized (my fingers are crossed on that one until I get Randle's paper back).
  
• I still hate math! HATE it! But I get to pretend for the rest of my career that I love it, kinda like a few other things in life. I guess pretention is just a way of life.
  
• I was an idiot for taking all these classes this semester. Ok, so five of my classess I didn't have a choice, but the Lewis class...I don't know. This semester has been so much work! I haven't slept for more than 6 hours a night in the past two weeks (I went to bed at like 9 last night to make up for it, but the dang fire alarms went off!!!!). And I'm barely able to keep my sanity. And that's just school...not to mention anything about 'real life'. On the brighter side, I have thoroughly enjoyed the Lewis class. I'm really glad I am taking it. It's a breath of fresh air after taking about Piaget and Bloom and DOK and Garner's Mulitiple Intelligences and kids all the time.
  
• I'm still no closer to a decision about graduate school than I was when I started undergrad.
  
• All my friends are either married (or engaged), a few years younger than me or named Beth, Matt or Ryan.
  
• I don't really have the money to go to Mexico for spring break...but I think I'm gonna go anyway.