the fortune cookie said: the best cure for worry is work not whiskey

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the world is still spinning, madly on. you know there are those times when you feel as though the world is going to come crashing down around you, or as if you were blindfolded, stuck in a paper bag and told to find your way out (i mean that seems easy enough, but you cannot help but feel like the top of the bag has been folded, and it's all a trick). well, that's how the past few weeks have been for me. there's been this constant sense that i have forgotten something terrible important, and no matter how hard i try to remember it just feels like it's gone forever (please, for the love of Bob, someone discover how to make a rememberall an actuality).

things i forgot this week: assessment of learners test, the Oracle reading, turn in the library books, meetings with English department secretary, classes, quizzes, calculators, periodic tables, sleep.

in other news, this week is almost over, tomorrow is thankfully hear, and in a few hours it will all be over. i received an email from Lauri yesterday, saying that she would love to come to the good ol' land of lakes, which makes me very happy, and i really hope that she can manage that. it would be wonderful to see her again. i'm not sure what we would do, but it would be great, because it would be with her.

tomorrow i have a presentation for physical science, not only do i not understand a smidgen of what is going on in that class, but we have to do a presentation. don't worry, teaching an English lesson to a class full of children is different from being graded by a teacher on how much and how well one can explain static electricity. my group was scheduled to present last friday, but things happened so we were delayed until today (which is really bad for a worry woart like myself). i really have to sic myself up for presentations (give me a poem to read to the class and i'm fine). but today i got a fortune cookie and it read (as the title of this blog suggests) the best cure for worry is work not whiskey, and i think it worked (working that is). because i've been so worried that i wouldn't understand what i was talking about, but the more i read the more i understood.
so for all you people like me, work and be worry free.

yesterday i picked up some books from the library. i have this compulsion, i don't get just one book from the library, i get several--i think it's so if i'm bored with one of them, i don't have to walk back to the library for another one.

this time i got six: the reader, how i became stupid, a farewell to arms, the winged seed, big fish, reading like a writer


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