Apparently now I have a thing for dudes with beards. Whennnnn did this happen? I’ve never been a huge fan of facial hair, well, scruff’s always good, but now I’m totally all over these tall dudes with facial hair (not a lot though, just a nice healthy amount) and it’s creeping me out because I always thought facial hair was dirty and now any time I see a dude with a beard I think to myself, “nice!” even though I’m secretly semi-grossed out. Whatever. Sarcastic bearded redheads, oh man.
So, anyway. I’m in the process of applying to Teach for America, a decision I made roughly two weeks ago and am experiencing this weirdly calming confidence about (even though I have to write two essays in the next 5 hours that basically will determine whether I make it or not, it’s okay, I can do it, I’ve had to do a lot worse, and if they don’t want me it wasn’t right for me anyway. Whoa, positive outlook on life, weird). It’s kind of terrifying to think of myself being a teacher for two years, as it’s something that I never really wanted to do (and still don’t know if I’d want to do), but it’s a really awesome cause, which I’m all about. Anyway, the chances of me getting it are pretty low but I feel good about having applied so I guess I’ll just sit here and wait for them to either accept or reject me and then figure out my life from there. Okay. I’ve been grinding my teeth in my sleep again, stupid stress, go away. It’s gotten really bad though, to the point where I think I’ve been biting the insides of my cheeks too (yeah, what the heck?) because they hurt like hell and feel weird & bruised.
Ummmmm. I have a big test on Tuesday and I need to study but of course I am procrastinating through the internet as usual. Hi, queen of procrastination. Okay bye!
