day 1. week 3.

I have my own class this week. And two assistants. (score!) The class has only one student. (therein lies the glitch.) He's a good kid though. Cute. Smart. Incredibly quiet. And I really like the junior counsellors.

But still.

I think theres always lurking in my head the image of what I expected butting up against the actual, which really isn't all that bad. But then, that's life though, right?

So, I reviewed Bubba Ho-tep (which you may have read since I put it up last night) because we watched it last weekend and I've been thinking of it ever since. I wish we had an Elvis today. I really do. We need someone the public can really get behind. Even if he/she is campy and wears too much polyester.

I want a celebrity I can get behind. No. I want a hero. A mass hero. I want to stop feeling like an elitist. But there will always be elitists. As long as there are people who want to feel good about themselves by feeling "different" or "better" or whatever. There will always be people who think they're smarter/cooler/weirder. And I know not everyone liked Elvis.

Maybe what I want... What I want is to feel united. In the United States kind of way. I'm sick of having that "gotta watch your back" feeling. I want to wear tie-dye and flowers and go to Berkley. And. I want to put on my Sunday best and go to worship. I don't want to feel pidgeon-holed, one-sided, or two-dimensional.

There's a vibe I keep getting. And it keeps saying: Give. In.

*sigh* Maybe I just need to watch TV. There are enough instant-gratification makeover shows now to make me feel like I've changed after a while.