Flat and Brown

When did I fly last time? It was only 5 hours flights in total, but I'm exhausted. Probably, driving unfamiliar streets from the airport and the hotel is another reason that I'm tired. 

This town looks OK, not as bad as I imagined. AS, M and others scared the crap out of me about this state before I came here. They are teasers. But thanks to them, I feel better about here. Funny. The town is very different from where I'm living. It is flat and brown here, but it is green and mountainous (in a sense) there. But not bad ...

Z and her husband drove down to see me. Sweet people. I wish this is my vacation, not job interview, ayayayay.

 

Whaaaaaat?!

Good news and bad news. It's great that I got a phone call from the company. They are going to have me for an interview before I give my answer to my school (if I teach next term). Bad news is that they have scheduled the interview Friday morning! They booked flights, which I have to fly very early tomorrow morning. This is so soon and fast, ugh!

Stared ...

I'm stared. This guy is sitting just in front of me, on my notepad, staring ... I don't understand why he prefers to sitting on my notepad though there's plenty of space on the table. Cat, what a mysterious creature ...

Uh-Oh

I'm in trouble now. My school asked me if I was going to teach next term. They want my answer as soon as possible because student registration will start in a couple of weeks. Then, I realized that I hadn't heard from the company about the final interview. Mm ... the worst scenario would be that I turn down the offer from my school and I fail the final interview or the company wouldn't have me for an interview at all. Then, I will make vacuum in my resume. No, no, I don't want that. Adjuncting is nothing but still better than completely unemployed. So, I want it until I get a better job opportunity. Sounds selfish? But I need security. I emailed the company if they would have me for an interview, hoping they reply to my email in a timely manner.

Satori?!

I suddenly realized that I may like teaching, but I definitely hate dealing with lying students. That's why I have felt that teaching is not my thing. Dealing with lying students (basically this type of students is dumb, and therefore, it's obvious that they are lying) breaks my mind. I have about 100 students this term, and I believe 90 students are honest and sweet. But 10 students devastates my mentality, and they become a collective image of all my students. I have to convince myself that they are exceptions to be sane. Sigh.

I like standing and speaking in front of people. I feel good when I make them laugh and go like "Ohhhh!" But after class, if I find emails from lying students, my feeling is just ruined. I may be too naive to be a teacher. Because I don't want to be sick out of teaching, I prefer to getting a job out of education.

Japanese Stuff

Ho ho ho ho ho, YO's package of Japanese stuff came this morning! I'm going to make sukiyaki with konjac. Oh, I should ask GM to come over when I cook hijiki seaweed.

Musing

One of the boys often muses about ... I don't know. Sitting by the window, looking out the window, this guy spends some time of the day.