the hairs gone. time for a show.

so i think i was attacked by a lizard the other day.
think being the key word.
needless to say, i screamed.
slammed the door.
and hyperventilated until the fear subsided.
so what...i'm a pansy.

and that begins my end of the summer report. only about a week left before i head back to winthrop and i couldnt be more ready. i have to physically stop myself from starting to pack. which i might add is easier than it looks considering how lazy i've become. i really think i have watched more tv in the past three months than i have in the last three years. its that darn tivo. i'm just straight up addicted.

it has been weird being back this summer. at least weirder than past return summers. its like my memory of this town and high school has been personified and is now chasing me down the street. i had to observe the other day at the same high school in which i graduated as a requirement for winthrop. see by the time i get back to york county, school will have already begun and apparently the first day of a new year is kinda a big deal so they suggested i observe. so i sat in a classroom all day listening to the same stuff i heard four years ago. i chatted and ate lunch with old teachers while they complained about budget cuts and new equipment complete with words like "bitch" and "damn." i'm telling you, it was a surreal experience. and then to top it all off, i finished the day by listening to new found glory with windows down while me and my brother waited in traffic trying to get home. oh yeah, punk music has been a way of bringing back old times this summer and i'm seriously in desperate need of a good show.

speaking of all the teaching stuff...i'm getting tired of people looking at me like i'm crazy when i say i want to teach high school. especially if the people doing the looking are teachers themselves. they are one step away from telling me to turn and run, run for my life, in the opposite direction. well why the heck are they still doing it? honestly, if its so bad, there shouldnt be a blessed teacher in the world but still they carry on. i understand its all the other crap...the adminstration, the parents, the policies, the school board that sucks...that takes away the fun. but the kids must be worth it. i sure do hope so. cause it what i want to do. i want to teach and i want to love it and i want to not complain about it when some poor student has the same dream. too much to ask?

things have been quite pleasant in other areas. the main being that i've been watching the x games. I LOVE THE X GAMES! the bmx, the motox, the skateboarding. its all so fantastic, every last second. every trick, every fall. man those are good times. bmx was probably my favorite. dave mirra lacerated his liver so he didnt compete at all, poor dude, but those other guys were awesome they way they did the tailwhips and the flares and all that stuff. then i saw shaun white attempt a 1080 like a gold metal in the winter olympics just wasnt enough. and then freaking travis pastrana with his three freaking gold metals. he got one for doing a double backflip. on a dirt bike. yeah. i watched it with my mom and dad and when he jumped my dad was like whoa. it was amazing. then in freestyle he did this trick that he invented called the lazy boy in which he lays horizontal on the dirt bike while in mid air and upside down. thats right, the wheels are towards the sky and he, my friend, is face to the ground with his legs around the handle bars. its absolutely unbelievable and well it obviously brings a smile to my face. so again with the needless to say, but the xgames on dvd would certainly be a suitable christmas present.

well tomorrow me and my family are heading down to savannah to celebrate my dads birthday. then begins my final week of work here, the packing, and the last moments of good ole fashioned rest. better enjoy while i can. i see gray skies and sleepless nights ahead.