washington. like my second home. :) i feel so much more at peace when i am here. i don't know if it's because i associate oregon with all the stress and negativity in my life or if i just am able to relax more when i am here. whatever it is, i feel much more content with everything when i am here. like i am able to breathe easier and i can think clearer.
another work week begins tomorrow. at least i will be able to sleep in for the first couple days of work and the commute won't be terrible at all. a total straight shot down i-205. i am perfectly okay with this. this week is going to bring a new teacher into the building, which apparently she is really good, so it should make the transition pretty smooth. the only days i worry about are tuesday, wednesday and thursday. all for different reasons. tuesdays just because they are basically the day from hell. hands down. and wednesday and thursday because of who is there. the child from hell. hands down. and i am not blowing it out of proportion either. literally. this is the child that gave me the migraine i have had off and on for the past 3.5 days by kicking me in the head. i also like to refer to this child as, "baby food kid" so much easier for people to understand who i am talking about.
had the most uncomfortable conversation ever last night. i seriously sat there speechless for a good 5 minutes just trying to process it. i honestly shouldn't have been surprised by this ridiculous conversation considering, but still it left me speechless and pretty dumbfounded for a long time. maybe it will actually be lesson learned this time. sadly i somehow doubt it.
the worst day (or close to the worst) is coming up in exactly a week. i really wouldn't mind this day if i didn't remember freshman year of college. everything that could have gone wrong basically did. boy troubles, hospitalization of family members in the middle of the night, and on top of all that my car got stolen. pretty much the shitiest day ever. i spent most of it either in a panic or crying. i think the only good thing that came from that day was kelly. we met that day and to this day consider it our anniversary. :)
also a total blast from the past i wasn't expecting yesterday. and one i would rather keep in the past. i already have enough on my plate to deal with. i would rather not have anymore. thanks.
Missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's one day close to the next time you will.
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