1. My very talented (/badass) friends who should start a chick band. Fiddles. Guitars. Voices.

2. The new PE teacher. My school hired an outside teacher, comically named “Pororo,” who comes in twice a week to teach PE in the sky room. This means I no longer have to search into my memory of elementary PE games and change them to work for Korean kindergarteners. I will, however, miss using doing baby yoga with them once a week.

3. The anticipation of the weekend’s performances.