Today is about kicking life in the face and not apologizing. I am on week four of not being paid… again. I could let it continually rape me of feeling or, as I opted today, scissor kick it square in the face and tell it, “fuck you, I am going to get my masters and go make my mark on South Korea yet again. You are my bitch, life.”
I hope I can keep that momentum going as I have been told I “NEED” to stay for a meeting after work today, whether they finally throw in the towel on the school or not, who knows.
I certainly would like to be paid for the time that I have put in, but I also knew that it might not be a possibility… so in the meantime, I just did what I know… teach, teach, teach (ok, and apply for a masters program and a shit ton of overseas jobs… but also, teach).
I can only do what I think is right… even if that means I fuck it all up. Here’s hoping that I am doing this whole life thing right. That’s all any of us can do.
First up, Goldheart Assembly, which ironically is the exact title of the imaginary group of people that have been making my decisions for the past 2 months. I probably should have bailed and went to a school that would have actually paid me for work done, but that damn “Goldheart Assembly” kept me going… or something. Whatever, their music is delicious and I like it and I am going with it. Leave me alone.
Next up… a sound I don’t usually find myself gravitating to. Maybe today was just the right day for me to hear these guys, who knows. That’s the joy of music, you can love it one day and swear it’s the worst thing you have ever heard the next. Yay for messy brains interacting with the messy world of art.
Electronic, you win today, you can thank Philadelphia based, Grandchildren for making me like you today.