The Blog I Promised My Spanish Teacher I'd Write

So as the story goes I did indeed promise my spanish teacher that I'd start a blog and send her the link... hopefully she can read it and see that it's not exactly in spanish like I said it would be.

I'll get there eventually...

So since I've been out of school I've done quite a few firsts...
...Opened a bank account...
...Filled out a job application for the local Goodwill (if you must know)...
...Cursed properly at my little brother in spanish...
...Fought with family (not on speaking terms but fine with that at the moment)...
...Spent a week with my father on his truck (which entails a whole other list of firsts)...
...Been to a tattoo parlor (and fell in love with the atmosphere)...
...Came to a conclusion that being in a "official" realtionship isn't as importaint as the connection you have with them (long story)...
...Questioned what I want to do with my life everyday and kind of not caring...

I've always said that I would be disappointed with myself if I didn't have a career in an artsy fartsy kind of place... so I choose the one that makes the parentals cringe... Tattoo Artistry. As I once heard you get the doctor type of pay without all the medical school and malpractice insurance.

I have no idea why I'm confused about what I want to do... maybe I just don't want to go to college and waste time there for something that won't help me get a job any faster. I'm also sure that if my art teacher got wind of this she'd bully me into college... she's good at it and it's one thing I'm going to miss...

I found out my last day of school that my art teacher, that I've known since freshman year, is moving to North Ireland and doing volunteer work. It's selfish of me to say that I wish she'd stay here so I can visit her to the point of annoyance and seek artistic advice. She hasn't left yet and I already miss her. To me she was a mother before she got her own children, a advocate for tolerance, and someone I'd hope to have in my life forever.

I'd also like to say that my spanish teacher is another person that I have grown close to and wish I had more time with her in the classroom. She's a creative and innovative person who had a sense of humor and made learning fun. She was always there for when you needed someone to talk to and somehow managed to give us life lessons at times instead of spanish... not that I'm complaining.

Words simple cannot express how much these two teachers with lives of their own have influenced mine and the things that they have taught me I will carry on and share with everyone whether they want to listen or not.

Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness. --Martin Luther King Jr.