Last semester I successfully completed and acquired my teaching certification, something I have wanted since I was four years old! I couldn’t have been more proud! It is amazing what one little piece of paper can do!
Now for this semester…Well this semester I will be completing my Masters and be finished with school for a few years. Yes, I eventually want to complete my PhD, however, I think it is me time now. In order to do my student teaching semester I had to quit my fulltime job and move back home, a big change and not an easy one. I have been self-sufficient since I was 18 years old and now I am almost 26 and back being dependent on my parents.
I have started at a new job, it is only part time but it is teaching which is in the right direction! However, my goal for this semester is to successfully make it through my classes, no matter how stressed they may make me, but also to get a full time teaching job. It is hard to believe that my all time dream is just within my grasp! It is exciting, thrilling, and yet very scary. If I achieve my life’s dream then what is there? Will a new dream arise? Will I reach a Disney princess moment where I will “live happily ever after”?
This Valentine’s Day weekend, St. Louis will be celebrating the 250th anniversary of its founding by French fur merchants Pierre Laclede and Auguste Chouteau. Festivities will include the “Burning Love” festival n Forest Park where a 25-foot statue of a heart will be lit on fire during a mass public engagement ceremony with 250 participating couples (all to the tune of an Elvis tribute artist). “Cakeway to West” will also begin that weekend, where several cake statues will be placed in significant St. Louis locations. A downloadable app will be available for those wishing to find the various points of interest. The Missouri History Museum will also be hosting multiple events.
Well, here we are – week 3 of the spring semester. I’m having a hard time fathoming that I have less than 50 days of classes left until my time is done at FBU and in academia in general. Like many other seniors my remaining days are being spent readying my résumé, creating an e-portfolio, finishing up my major course requirements, deleting those incriminating pictures from Facebook, job-hunting, and dreadfully writing that HULK of a senior seminar paper. In my spare time I enjoy taking deep breaths and telling myself “everything will be okay”…May, and warm weather will be here in no time.
The outrageous Comedy Central series Workaholics is not exactly realistic but it is scarily relatable. The show follows three twenty-something male telemarketers who live together. They are inarticulate, irresponsible, immature and in active denial of both their age and social ineptitude. While still chasing idealized visions of adolescent coolness, they are actually much smarter than they act and much dorkier than they wish. Because of this, they are utterly relatable to guys across America in the same age range. The ones who grew in the mid-2000′s surrounded by rap music and air soft guns, only to realize the ridiculousness of their tastes and behavior later in life. But while we grow up and adapt, the characters of Workaholics see the foolishness in their actions and stay the course, refusing to change, and acting just as illogically as they always did. And somewhere deep down, we admire them for it. In this way, Workaholics is a suitably pathetic Generation-Y update on Peter Pan. A story of eternal youth and all its glorious idiocy.