tangent? why yes, i do go on tangents

One quarter of the way done. Only three more to go. Is that a good thing though? I'm not necessarily looking forward to the last three quarters, because with the speed that this one flew by, the next three will be over in a blink too. I don't really want my senior year to end. Not just because then I'll be going off to college and leaving the people that I know, but because this is the most fun I've ever had going to school.

I mean that in the best possible way. I love all of the classes that I'm taking, every one of them is either fun to go to, rewarding, or both. Without a doubt it is the best class load that I have taken in my four years. Even though I wake up each morning already tired, I'm excited to go to school, excited not only to learn, but to experience the jokes and laughs with my friends. A lot of people say that they don't like school, but without school, my daytime would be filled with sitting around at home. Yes, I would be free to go see my friends, or to sleep, or write, but there would a large amount of my time that I would not know how to utilize.

This is one of the reasons that I like the idea of teaching. Not only do I get to go to school and be with people that I like, presumably, but also because I would get to teach the things that I love, hopefully to a few students, if not a class, of like mind. Then, I would still have my own free time at home. Yes, I know that teaching is a lot of work, that there is grading and other things that go on, but I am used to the school schedule, and I love the idea of having summer off. My sister and I are similar in that way, we both love the idea of summer, which is somehting that being a teacher would give me. It is hard for me to imagine working through the summer just like my dad does, that I would need some time off.

I also think that teaching would give me a good oportunity to write. Instead of this blog being one of my only outlet (and because of the time continuum I don't get to spend as much time as I would like on this) to express my creative writing, I could sit down and actually write a short story or a book, developing characters in the way that I long to do. Maybe it is an ambitious dream, but someday, I wish that I could sit in on a class talking about my writing, dissecting why I put this word there and that phrase there. It would so fascinating, I think, to look deeper into my own physcosis and see why I write stuff the way I do.

When I think about teaching and writing and learning, I think that I just want to learn it all, have it all, to teach, to love it, to write and to love every second of it.