teaching teaching teaching....

These days, I cannot think of anything to write. I have been longing for a time for me to relax from thinking all the possibilities I have to undertake in my life. For once, I have been thinking when to finish the masters degree course I left hanging, but I don't like to finish it. Well, the point is, I really don't like to take the Linguistics major because it's all structures of the language and syntax errors. I'm sick and tired of this boring life I have. I'm full of it. Hence, I need to hold on to the fact that I needed promotion. I needed to finish my MA because of promotion. What is it there to life than this? When I'm done with this, what's next? I never even tried joining any theater workshops that I think my acting skills has gone to its rotting state. I have been wanting to do a lot of things, but something's barring me to do that. Now, I only have that small space in front of my students as a stage. My life as a teacher is a series of different scenes where I am the lead actress. I possess different emotions: happiness, sadness, angst, longing, hold backs, insecurity, disappointment. Where do I go from here? I think I have this life because of my own doings. Therefore, I need to succum this and try to do my best next time.