It's raining...but it's not pouring.

Yes, that is meant to be a metaphor. But it is also literally raining (not pouring). I woke up this morning to a thumping noise, a loud...annoying...thump thump, thumpadeee thump thump. Oh...it's the rain. Normally I wouldn't mind, but it woke me up, and who dares wake me up is in for a bad day. Too bad I can't hurt the rain. Oh well.



Metaphorically speaking, I was woken up by a thump thump in my head, a thump like the stress kind. "Thump...wake up...thump...time to get a job...THUMP!!!!".



Yes my friends, it is that time. No more school, no more 'practice teaching'. Now it is the real thing. I have my CV ready to send out (to quite a few different language schools), with a bright smiley picture attached. Then after I accomplish that feat, I perform the follow up. I will go to the language schools, announce myself, and bravely ask for an interview on the spot. Something I am definitely not used to. I'm used to the 'turn in the resume, wait for a call, two weeks later get called, maybe have an interview' shuffle. This time, it's all up to me.



I am still in love with this city. I did after all just sign a one year lease for this apartment! Yes..the apartment. It's great. Two bedrooms, a washing machine that WASHES clothes, a microwave oven! Yes I still love Prague, though I am becoming quite homesick. My fundamental darkness is coming in to play. A person's mind can play dirty tricks sometimes. I find myself thinking I might not make it, I might have to go back with my tail between my legs and tell everyone I failed. I failed...I failed...I failed...I keep hearing it. I have been chanting much more, and feel my life condition becoming higher, but that negativity is still there, it's still trying to get me down.



Yada yada, this is not meant to put a damper on anyone's rose colored thoughts of our time here, it's still wonderful. It's still the best thing I've ever made up my mind to do, and I have no regrets.



We did meet the new class of TEFL students (minus one) on Saturday night. There are four of them. Andrew from Scotland who lost his long time real estate career in the recession, Josh from Cleveland, Ohio, a medical science major who got tired of his job, and then there's Graham. Oh Graham...an older 'gentleman' from England, and he has been drunk since he arrived in Prague. There is one more who hadn't arrived at that point, not sure of his name. Meeting them I have to say, made me realize AGAIN how lucky Morgen and I are to have met such amazing people in our class. The dynamic seven, awesome, wonderful, beautiful people. Definitely people who I hope to keep in contact with for a long, long time. We're having the remaining four over for dinner tonight for a kind of housewarming, along with the new kid Josh, who "should've been in our class", Mo and I decided.

Oh yes, I haven't written about London yet, I think Mo did? Either way, it was a blast! We always meet the most interesting (and hot) people. That's it, just a blast. I'd love to go back again, and not just there...everywhere. Did you know that in most countries in Europe you are mandated to take 20 days of vacation or holiday as they call it, a year! For instance EVERYONE had Friday off, for no reason really, just...had it off.

I'm kind of going off here, but that's just me I guess. I'm sure you don't mind. As this is the only way I communicate with some of you. :*(

But really folks...it's time to get a job. I miss you all and hope to talk soon. You're all in my thoughts. LOVE YOU!

COCO