Living in the present moment

I have to say, I've been really happy lately in life. I mean, not the bubbly overpowering happy that I usually find to be on the annoying side. Just happy. My recent zen Buddhist influence has really allowed me to embrace the power of "living in the present moment". And when I reflect over my life at the moment, I can't help but smile this ridiculous smile that I don't realize is painted on my face until people begin to jet confused glances my way. I then straighten up my face, and kill the whole mood "Great, Trish, now they think your crazy".... I digress. But as if people would look at a person who is boasting with happiness and think something must be wrong? I think sometimes, we all get caught up in the past, and even future. Worries, self-gratification, material things begin to consume all of our efforts to live this wonderful life we have been blessed with. I think appreciation has a lot to do with this. So, then, I have recently formed a habit. To quickly run over in my head the things I appreciate and am grateful for before my feet get out of my bed and hit the floor in the mornings.

Well, once again, I spent a lovely weekend up north with boyfriend. Again, lack of technology provided more opportunities to veg, talk about both serious and extremely goofy topics. I've never understood what it means to find a person who you can drop all insecurities and efforts to impress them, and just be you. Appreciation # 1: Boyfriend.
Next weekend is D-day. The big kahuna purchase: TV, home theater system, and TV stand. Finally some ENTERTAINMENT! Not that there is lack of, but I crave my daily dose of VH1. Also we will be celebrating my birthday weekend! yayy for 22!

Student teaching has been an amazing experience thus far. 30 kids. 6th grade. Now usually one would envision chaos, or a zoo perhaps? But no. Why? My co-ordinating teacher is Ah-mazing! She seriously reminds me of my mother. I have about 90% of full teaching responsibilities. Not to mention the 150 IQ brain to my right who feels the need to interject at every opportunity to tell me I am wrong in some way. He is driving me banana sandwich.

Tonight is my busy night. I go from 6:30am until right about now. This evening class has increased my hatred for Mondays by  a mere 100,000%. That's 1,000 in decimal form if you are working on 6th grade Saxon Math. Just a lil tidbit. Tonight my ex-soccer team ( I say this with no hesitation whatsoever) was training with a recruit, so I decided to play a little after my class was over. I really never realized how much I miss playing until tonight. I had so much fun. And although I am a has-been, I don't think my love for the game will ever die. I haven't touched a ball since our last game in October, and boy am I rusty. I will probably be in a little bit of pain tomorrow. Uhhh buhh.
Oh look, Cosmo magazine just named me one of their fun fearless females of 2008. How nice of them.