Feeling Restless.

I have like a million things on my mind and yes I'm exaggerating, but this is the closest I get to griping.  Between closing out life here and preparing to be back home, I can't sit still without my mind racing to the next thing that I need to do.  Write summer camp curriculum, check.  Give away that plastic Christmas tree, check.  Find a bride a qi pao, check.  Still study Chinese, check.  Close out the school year, (next week) check.  Find a therapist to talk to when I go back, almost check.  Make preparations to move to Dallas, well, close enough for now, check (!).

(Writing a xanga entry isn't on my to do list, so this counts as procrastinating).

In second language acquisition theory there's this i +1 theory which upholds that when a language learner is exposed to input (i) just one step above his or her level (+1), the optimal language learning environment is achieved.  Change the i  into an s to stand for 'stuff,' and I'm at about an s + 5 right now.   I think I'm above my optimum.  (I'm a nerd for thinking like this, yes.)

I'm restless at night and by morning keenly aware of my frailty.  One can only feign to be 能干before realizing it's not the point.  So not the Point.