Saturday, June 2, 2007

Yesterday and Today

Yesterday

School went ok. I allowed the students to choose their own seats (after a talk about making good choices) and all but 5 made excellent choices. The 5 who did not are boys who never stop fooling around. I will have to move them. But because 19 of them had made good choices, the day of teaching actually went ok.

After school I had a hair appointment (and I really like the new place I found ... I'm glad to find a place I like AND can afford) and then I took a nap. Last night I went to see MISTAKES, a band in Williamsburg. They were really good, but once again, made me sad that I was alone there. Williamsburg is such a strange place. I don't know how to explain it. After 10pm there is no one younger than 21 and no one older than 30 on the streets. The streets are packed with people on stoops eating ice cream, people in bars that spill onto the sidewalk drinking, people performing car-trunk-karaoke, and people skateboarding. I hate that I walked through the crowds of fun to sit alone in the back room of some bar on North 6th. I do not lead a life like 90% of people in Williamsburg, but I am their age and somewhat cool - why am I still friendless?

Today

Today I worked at school 11-4 at the Health and Dance Fair. I ran a booth that had kids throwing balls into buckets to earn prizes. There was fruit and games and then a dance contest. It was REALLY hot, but it was fun. Such a different culture (as I keep repeating over and over) but it was fun. Anyway, it made me really sad that I was the only staff member there without kids to introduce around. Without a family there to hang out with at the event. I'm a one-woman family, and I don't like that.

So, in conclusion. I'm sad that I'm not a carefree 20-something with lots of partying to do. But I'm also sad that's I'm not a responsible parents with lots of stuff to do to take care of people.

Which would I rather be? I don't know. I'm stuck inbetween the two -- I'm the age/status of those who are carefree, but I have the career of the latter. Hm.

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