Ya ya whatever I'm back to bloggin.
Fuck I don't even know if anyone reads this but hey, I'll spin you a yarn.
And what a yarn it is, but in a nutshell, life is looking pretty golden from my end.
Little more than a nutshell since last I was here; had a lonely winter, a terrible spring semester (supremely shitty grades), and then an amazing summer and now fall. I know what you're thinking unnamed reader who might have wandered across this lowly page, what happened to our hero Beth? Alright, no need to be on the edge of your seat. Truly not all that interesting, but I'll try and make it as such.
When last I left you, I was involved with someone. Then simply put, I no longer was come last January. I had experienced the other end of the break up; the dumpee if you will. It was an eye watering month or so, but hey, things happen. And as hippy dippy as it might sound, our fascinating universe definitely had plans for me; again simply put, things happen for a reason.
Three months later, my life took quite a turn for the better.
Yup. You guessed it, my hot ass got taken off the market again. And you know what? This time felt different.
Something that we've all told ourselves when being at the beginning of a new beginning. But nearly 7 months later, this has proven true. All I will say on this is that the world doesn't stop turning when a relationship ends. Sure it may feel like it, but if you're patient, someone will come into your life and make your world spin.
7 months later, and I'm in love. (Aww precious, cue vomit) :)
School has also made a dramatic improvement! I am no longer in the theater program as I found we weren't a good fit for each other. My true passion has always been giving back and teaching. SO I'm now in the English Undergrad Teaching Program. Pretty much, the best choice I've made for my future. I feel in place and like I'm where I was meant to be two years ago. If only I'd known then! But we make decisions when they are meant to be made, that ol' universe up to it's usual thing. I'm teaching on Tuesday nights along side one of my colleagues and my professor. What a rewarding experience it has already proven to be. It's an adult educational program with a culturally diverse group of people hungry for knowledge. How could I pass that up, answer, I couldn't. I'm also doing my field work (working in a classroom) with an old english teacher of mine; one of my reasons for going towards teaching. LOVING it.
And up to this moment, I'm doing something disgustingly cliche...I'm studying poetry while drinking coffee and listening to live jazz. I know what you're thinking, this Beth chick is a cool cat. Hip to the jive. Cut me some slack daddio. And all that beatnik junk. I'm just really interested in my education now and I just so happen to like coffee AND it just so happened to be open mic at my local coffee place. So no, not doing this on purpose. But I am digging it.
In closing, I'd like to include a poem I just wrote that kind of sums up the day I had. Wasn't the best or the luckiest. I think ya'll can relate though. I am back to bloggin' like I said so expect to hear more outta my fingers. Evening to you all.
-Beth
STEPPING IN MUD by BETH SNOW
You just woke up
And you already know
It’s gonna be one of
Those
days.
A day where your
Hair doesn’t look right
You overslept and missed
The bus
You forget to put on
Deodorant and now you smell
And this morning you could
tell it’s one of those days.
You end up with blisters
strategically placed on your
Ankles and they bleed
And all you need is a breathe
But you sigh instead as
You are late to your class
Now there is a pounding in
Your head that won’t cease
After 8 hours in school
You can’t wait to be home
As you walk towards the bus
You step in mud.
New shoes made wet
And dirty and you think
This perfectly symbolizes
One of those days.
Sighing again for the umpteenth
Time, shuffling your feet
A man offers newspaper to
Wipe the mud away.
Now you’re thinking,
It doesn’t have to be
As bad as
One of those days.