;-( Tear...as in "teer"

A couple of students gave me a thank you card yesterday for all my "patience and commitment" while teaching them. They wished me luck in dental school and said that they'll miss me. (insert: tear) They tied the heart strings and definitely tugged hard. ouch...
I will miss them as well, as well as all my other students, ok, not all, there are some I won't miss but for the most part, I enjoyed this job and it gave me a lot of satisfaction that some, or, just two, appreciated the effort I put forth everyday in trying to teach them. (comma splice much?) Hopefully I will be back during break or next summer and get to see all the kids' progress. I've learned a lot from this job and I think teaching may be in my horizon (not).

Hmm, more tears for fears, I mean thought...

I was q'in up some korean bbq today, and the meat was sooooo good that one fly couldn't resist. I'll call the fly "Monty", as in Monty from Chip 'n' Dales: Rescue Rangers...CHEEEESE!!!! Anyway, Monty decides to swoop in to get a closer sniff of the kbbq and then I see him just pass out and fell onto the meat, he was definitely charred...(insert: tear) I guess it was hot. Don't worry though, I definitely just pushed him off the meat, turned it over, took it out, and ate it. YUMMY!!!!

OH, and on a side note, I think it's soooo hot, that if you really were to see a tear coming out of the corner of my eye(s), I will deny it and just blame it on the heat...I'M SWEATING OUT OF MY EYES COZ IT'S THAT HOT!!!! (insert: the last tear, I mean sweat)

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Work is wearing my patience thin, very very thin. I've had a string of rough days. I used to consider myself a patient guy but after working with these kids, maybe I'm not as patient as I thought. My patience is particularly tested with my fave terrible-two-year-old nephew, Andrew. He's a lil royal brat, I say royal because the entire family treats him like royalty (a product of being the first grandchild for my folks) and everyone pretty much caters to him; it drives me nuts. He's becoming more like my older brother and I'm determined to not treat him like that because we don't need another one of those. No, I'm not bitter (yes I am, for my sis and I). Anyways, let's just say Drew is on a very short leash with Uncle TDo. Baby Lizzie on the other hand has "stranger anxiety" and so she doesn't let anyone else hold her except for her parents and grandpa, not even grandma can touch her before she starts looking for someone to cry at (a là Zack Morris/Will Smith lookin at camera). But she's so cute with her rolls (my fave niece)!!!

I'm becoming more ambidextrous! I can now add bowling to the list of things I can do left handed. I didn't say I could do it well, but I can do it. I bowled a 129!!! So I went bowling with chizzle n mich since no one else wanted to go (booo!). Apparently $1 bowling in Upland on wednesday nite is all there is to do in these parts because we ran into Ray Hah, Fred Paik, John Hahn, and Ben Jose. Either that or we're just all that poor. Good to hear they're doing well.

Can't wait to go....
NY countdown: 35 days +/- 2 days

23 will be good. 23 will be good. 23 will be good.

Hope everyone had a great 4th of July weekend, I know I did.

23's gonna be a good year, i think...i hope...it's off to a good start anyhow. the bestest friends surprised me with a bbq (bery bery sneaky) although it might not count for much since i'm as dense as a rock. but, it's the thought that counts. and they also had one of those balloons that sing happy birthday, too bad it flew away before i could see it ( way to go whoever let it go). not much more could be said bout that crazy bunch.

so then i got to thinking...man, 23. this'll be a year of changes. i will say my temporary goodbyes to all my friends & family in SoCal and say ey to friends of the Big Apple. i will miss the sun, warmth, and love very much. hopefully, they'll all visit me some in NY, especially love. farewell to that life of laziness and procrastination and hello (for the first time EVER) to the life of studying day, night AND weekends. my life will be boring and hellish. 23's gonna be great!!!

NY Countdown: 44 days