The continuation: Today I went to the writing...

The continuation: Today I went to the writing class as well. Over the long lunch break I planned my adult lessons for tonight. I'm going to make a routine of it. The 写 teacher is good. She speaks little English in the classroom, so it makes it a good listening and speaking class as well. She has an interesting sly look she gives, a little toward the corners of her eyes with her face pointed a little to the side. In fact, she is on the 34 bus right now. Several of the teachers seem to ride it. The 读写 teacher also does. I feel extremely mature lately, with a full time job I'm getting rather confident in as well as studying as much as a student. I'm one of the oldest students in my Chinese classes, the rest seem rather less mature, and I can see myself and people I knew years ago in them. Also, the mature feeling comes from planning for marriage; for the first time ever I have a five-year plan: teach in a public school starting next semester until 王楠 (Wáng Nán) graduates, then marry and go with her to California for more education, probably in ESL. It's a good feeling; I never feel like I'm wasting my life.