Some days, I just wanna pack the car and go to Florida.

Anyone wanna come?

I taught a lesson on the seasons today to my kindergarten class.

It fell flat.

On top of that, it was a third of the length it needed to be.\

FML.

So I'm here hiding in the computer lab watching a clip of Boosh that purposely freaks me out because it's a complete morbid fascination.

BOOOOOOSH.

Bloody hell.

[edit]
Forrest called. I feel like such crap.

My voice is changing...

:D :D :D

More poems should anyone be interested.

( Colours )

Six Flags "Out in the Park" pics are up at my facebook, and I'm puttin' em here, too!


EDIT: fuck it, just, here's a link to the gallery: Too much trouble to post all the pics.

Boom de yada, boom de yada.

So- today's fail:
-Parking ticket ($5)
-Missed class (It ENDS at two PM, not be-fucking-gins.)
-Made Silvius sad. (He just wanted to spend time with me, and I was frustrated with technology.)



Gotta go try NOT to fail at getting to a meeting on time.

I just found this comic and need to share.



Warning: IT WILL BREAK YOUR HEART.





D':

I wrote two poems today!

I'm in creative writing instead of acting. :( But it'll be okay.


( Natural and Vigil )

I'm in the Student Center doing homework on a Saturday afternoon before school has even started.

SO UNFAIR.


I'm so hungry and the cafeteria doesn't open for old students until Monday. :(

Antony sad.

Hello, all.

I decided that Mountain Dew at 8pm was a good idea last night.

I haven't slept yet.

I do, however have pretty pictures of Otter Brook Dam.

( And there they are! )

So I was totally in the ER again two days ago.

I was getting blood drawn, and they needed to stick me twice-- I didn't give them the 'script (my fault, even though I didn't know I was supposed to) --and between the low blood sugar from fasting and the three or four vials of blood, *whump*.

I woke up with like, six nurses around me telling me that I was okay. Well, clearly I wasn't, or I wouldn't have fainted.

I spent the morning and a good chunk of the afternoon in the ER. Silvius and Justin were in the waiting room, and due to a bitchy nurse, essentially cut off from entering and seeing me. With crappy cell phone service, I didn't know what was going on with them. Next time, I will bloody DEMAND that they be let through! I've learned that lesson.

I'm still a bit dizzy every now and then, so I've been keeping an eye on that.

Also, one of my bosses called me in for a meeting and told me that I "wasn't productive enough."

Fuck you, Chris.

What up, shag?

Still alive, yo.

Come visit me at le Target.

In case anyone is interested, I'm selling my Sailormoon backpack on eBay.

Also, I feel very un-changed with the testosterone. I know it's only the first shot, but I'm really anxious and impatient.

No. That is entirely a human conception. It's foolish to think otherwise.

Gay New Hampshireites can marry as of Jan. 1st, 2010!

Huzzah!

Silvius and I have been talking quite a bit, and we've discovered that new plans are in order. I will go to France and teach English for a few years or so (I wouldn't mind going back to Rennes and teaching there, even-- I MISS the food). It's so comforting to know that the next journey I take is one which I will not be taking alone.

I don't think I could go back to France alone... I'd probably have a PTSD moment and fly right the fuck home like I should've done the first time.

Anyway, after that, we'll settle down in England or Scotland, where I will teach Elementary/prmary school and those children will be my children.

I have always wanted kids, but Silvius didn't. It broke my heart when we finally talked about it. But then, recently, we talked about it again, and he put it to me this way:

There are three things that are important in life: Your partner, your career, and children. He asked me to prioritize them. My priorities are: Silvius, teaching, and then children. He posed to me that if children are third and last on the list, perhaps I need to rethink having them.

And he was right. Now I can go on, happy in knowing that I will not be exactly childless because of my students. I feel content and indeed look happily toward the future knowing that they are waiting for me and I can give them everything I have, and happily come home to Silvius.

I feel very secure now with these plans.

...Silvius considered this.
"If you want to dye your hair to express yourself, I'm behind you. As long as you keep your hair short; it's attractive."
"Really? Even with this goofy haircut?"
"I like your silly brown hair. It goes with your silly brown eyes."



I cried.

GRADES: SPRING 09
French: A
Education: A
Math: B
GPA for the term: 3.667
Cumulative GPA: 3.134

Toaaaaaast.

Bananananana.

Norinorinorinorinori.

PotatoeeeeeeeeE.

GARlick



Banana.