I’ve left my school for the final time. My year of student teaching/interning is officially over. I’ve said goodbye to my students. I’ve...
Pug life.
Barbecue at the neighbor’s house later.
Perfect Saturday is perfect.
First job? Student teaching?
I think the time to let go has come.
About 20 years ago.
Oh my gosh. She’s singing “Don’t You Forget About Me.” I CAN’T.
CAN’TTTTTTTTTTTTTT.
Thanks to everyone who responded to my self-pitying/rallying my self-esteem post last night.
I’m feeling moderately awesome today. I think I’d feel more awesome if I hadn’t done the terrible gasping waking-up because my brain realized IT WAS ALMOST 8 BODY WAKE UPPPP.
So thanks. <3