Monday, November 06, 2006
If I am lost, it's only for a little while
I think that it's time, nay, high time, for an update. I can't explain this unwillingness to post. I just haven't been feeling it, I guess. I've been hiding out, internet-wise. Not really posting on the message board I frequent, not updating my blog, barely checking that hellish demon MySpace, and limiting most of my public postings to Netflix. What is wrong with me? In the meantime, Mark's been rocking a new blog and life goes on at everyone else's blogs. I hope you have been reading them.
My new job is going well. I am starting to learn about what it actually entails. The company I work for produces great theater, so I feel good about asking money to support it. My completely ingrained customer service skills, beaten into me by years in call centers, are definitely working to my advantage... but I'm still learning about fundraising itself. I think I've mostly worked out the office politics now too. So yeah, I'm happy there. One thing I had forgotten about the theater... so much drama! I'm choosing to let it amuse me rather than bother me.
Not so my new Spanish class... it's totally bothering me. Jesus, do I feel lost! I haven't felt truly stupid in a long time, but this class is succeeding in making me feel like a complete moron. I don't understand... it's the third part of Spanish I, and I took the first and second parts. Yet somehow the new teacher is "reviewing" stuff that we never learned in the first place! I felt like crying in class... I mean, I felt the little tears forming behind my eyes. I thought about walking out. I thought about quitting. Poor Victor. I called him on the way home from class tonight and just let loose. I think I'll talk to my teacher before or after the next class and ask her what I need to do to catch up on all of the extra stuff she thinks we should already know.
Tomorrow's voting day, don't forget. Those of you in Dallas, please vote for Proposition 5 - it has good stuff for the arts (and my job) in it.
Oh, I'm trying NaNoWriMo this year, which means I'm trying to write a 50,000 word novel between November 1 and November 30. I got off to a really good start and then crapped out this weekend (I'm blaming questionable dim sum which totally attacked my gastrointestinal system on Sunday). So I have some catching up to do. If it's any good, I'll post it somewhere.
I think that it's time, nay, high time, for an update. I can't explain this unwillingness to post. I just haven't been feeling it, I guess. I've been hiding out, internet-wise. Not really posting on the message board I frequent, not updating my blog, barely checking that hellish demon MySpace, and limiting most of my public postings to Netflix. What is wrong with me? In the meantime, Mark's been rocking a new blog and life goes on at everyone else's blogs. I hope you have been reading them.
My new job is going well. I am starting to learn about what it actually entails. The company I work for produces great theater, so I feel good about asking money to support it. My completely ingrained customer service skills, beaten into me by years in call centers, are definitely working to my advantage... but I'm still learning about fundraising itself. I think I've mostly worked out the office politics now too. So yeah, I'm happy there. One thing I had forgotten about the theater... so much drama! I'm choosing to let it amuse me rather than bother me.
Not so my new Spanish class... it's totally bothering me. Jesus, do I feel lost! I haven't felt truly stupid in a long time, but this class is succeeding in making me feel like a complete moron. I don't understand... it's the third part of Spanish I, and I took the first and second parts. Yet somehow the new teacher is "reviewing" stuff that we never learned in the first place! I felt like crying in class... I mean, I felt the little tears forming behind my eyes. I thought about walking out. I thought about quitting. Poor Victor. I called him on the way home from class tonight and just let loose. I think I'll talk to my teacher before or after the next class and ask her what I need to do to catch up on all of the extra stuff she thinks we should already know.
Tomorrow's voting day, don't forget. Those of you in Dallas, please vote for Proposition 5 - it has good stuff for the arts (and my job) in it.
Oh, I'm trying NaNoWriMo this year, which means I'm trying to write a 50,000 word novel between November 1 and November 30. I got off to a really good start and then crapped out this weekend (I'm blaming questionable dim sum which totally attacked my gastrointestinal system on Sunday). So I have some catching up to do. If it's any good, I'll post it somewhere.
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