Somewhere in the center sits a beating heart.

Yes, I am still obsessed with this song and have spent countless hours trying to find an mp3 download. So far, no such luck...

After a busy Friday (work, school, exam, etc) I arrived in New Jersey after the 6 hour long drive. It was great to be home! I unfortunately had to get right to work preparing my mini-lesson for my interview on Saturday...and consequently went to sleep around 2am and woke up at 4. Got ready by 5:30, got the train at 6:30, got to the city by 7:35 and waited around in Penn Station until 8, caught a cab, and was at my interview 45 minutes early.

The interview: unexpectedly weird. I flew through the math and writing portions of the exams they gave us. People complained that they were really hard. I either didn't know what I was doing and thought I knew what I was doing and failed...or did really well, because both were easy to me. My lesson wasn't how I had planned it to be, but I am pretty sure the combination of it being subzero temperatures, my exhaustion kicking in after 4 hours of interview tests, and nerves caused me to be less than perfect. And then the one-on-one interview was pretty smooth, except for some answers I wish I could change. But I can't keep rehashing it over and over. If it is meant to happen, it is meant to happen. Moving on.

Caught the train home. Barely. The entire NJTransit floor of Penn Station was filled with people standing, sitting, sleeping -- and as soon as I saw the masses, I knew they were waiting for the track of the train I needed to catch to be posted. And just as I had thought, as soon as they posted Track 2, the entire floor seemed to start herding towards the escalator down to the track...it was like watching water through a sieve. The double decker train was PACKED.

After finally getting home, I proceeded to then watch the Olympics with Mom and Kelsey. And then I fell asleep in an awkward position on the couch...and basically passed out for the rest of the day and slept until we went to pick up Kelsey from a hockey game and had to navigate the poorly plowed roads of Jersey. We watched some more Olympics and after screaming loudly at the TV in short bursts of excitement (way to go Ohno), we all decided to go to bed.

This morning Mom woke me up and gave me a little V-day treatie. Little known fact - I adore stuffed animals. She got me a dog :) I ended up falling asleep until 1pm...whoops!

This is alot of detail about my life. Anyways. I navigated back to BV today and arrived shortly before midnight, just in time to email my jogging and weight lifting logs to my teacher (which I had completely forgotten about...and may have sped slightly in order to make it home in time to turn them in).

Driving home I had TONS of time to think about things. And all I really want to say about all that is this: I dislike socks. But sometimes they are necessary. Very indicative of life, yes?

Love.