I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
that hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die,
I dreamed that God would be forgiving .Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untastedBut the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hopes apart
And they turn your dreams to shameAnd still I dream he’d come to me
That we would live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weatherI had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream, I dreamed
Dreams that have died:
Thinking I really could “change” and “inspire” the lives of all these students. In reality I might have only impacted a few.
Fairytale notions of romance. No thank you.
Thinking I could be a successful soccer coach. Not at all. 3 wins, 2 ties, and 5 losses. One more win on Tuesday coming soon…

Despite life killing all these dreams, I do have new dreams and goals to be realized for the rest of the year (and the future):
1) A new start at Rise Kohyang Middle School!
2) Summer fun at Fairmont!
3) Rand Paul 2016! Time to fix America.
4) Moving to L.A. for a new start next Fall!