Success always occurs in private, and failure in full view.

-- Anonymous quote.


It's getting close to crunch time. I have exactly four classes left of every class.... Really three because I'm missing a day of school, and I'm super nervous. But, that's not what I'm really trying to write about today. I'll write that post later.


Successful:

My Spanish has been improving tremendously since I've gotten here. I wrote half of my internship paper and send it to my professor who's helping me write it. She returned my draft to me with her corrections, and there honestly weren't many. She highlighted things in red that were wrong, and she only highlighted about five words per paragraph. It wasn't even a whole sentence... Or anything grammatical really... It's more vocabulary.

I've honestly never been so freaking proud of myself. I'm learning so much here.


Last night I went out with friends to a club because I haven't been out since Halloween, and we just wanted to have fun. A little while after we got there some guy started hitting on me in Spanish of course, and I was able to keep up with him. And! believe it or not, I delivered a line of sarcasm in my attempt to politely tell him to go fly a kite. It was great. Ah I was so proud.

I eventually yelled at him to leave me alone because I was with my friends and he kept asking me to make out with him... What happened to chivalry? Do I have "slutty american" tattooed on my forehead? .... I don't think so? Anyway, I was proud because I got to yell/talk with a guy in Spanish in a club like setting where it's hard to hear, annnnd it was flawless.


Failure:

My internship (prácticas as they're called in Spain) is going well. I'm learning a lot about myself, and learning that I still have a looooong way to go as far as teaching is concerned. I was left alone in the class again and the second the professor left I almost completely lost control of the classroom. I was trying to explain a diagram in English, and it was just.... terrible. Everyone was talking, everyone was doing stupid things.... And the professor, when she came back in, just looked at me and gave me that "you tried" smile.

Yeah, that wasn't my fondest moment.

Days like those make me want to rethink my concentration. I really do want to be a teacher, buuuut I'm starting to realize just how hard it's going to be.... Jeeeeze. What did I sign myself up for?



Success is celebrated for about a week, Failure is stamped on your subconscious forever.



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Buenas Noches.