then turns to ashes the next
I am sort of sickly today. This is not helping. *cries into tea*
And yet, because I am a glutton for punishment, I now want to watch Downton Abbey, despite said sickliness…
No, throat, no.
MUST. NOT. BE. SICK.
Walt Whitman, “O You Whom I Often and Silently Come”
The PE teacher sings a really terrible rendition of Rebecca Black’s “Friday” at our Friday staff meetings.
I’m actually looking forward to it today…
So much crying…
But I don’t WANT to go back to school tomorrow. *sigh*
How shocking that I have no grading motivation…
It’s funny, I feel as if I’m only half myself without him.
This line just KILLED me.
“No Mother Should Have To Bury Their Child”
- Something is working, even if it feels like everything is not
Ok y’all. These seniors are rough. Rooooooough. I’m pulling even longer days than I...
Perhaps I should start writing tomorrow’s test.
In preparation for my taking up crochet as a stress reducing hobby…
I have joined Ravelry.
- “Only be with someone who you think you can learn from. They should be smarter than you in certain ways so that you can continue to grow and be...”
Here’s a thing I would like, Tumblr: folders for my liked posts.