So John Paul asked for an update...
My life is tediously boring.
I work every day. Wake up early, do my hair, get dressed (the students did vote me "best dressed" for Faculty superlatives) and go to school. I teach six classes a day - 2 sections of keyboarding, four of English. I work late to prepare my lesson plans. I go home and eat dinner with my parents like I did when I was in high school.
On Tuesdays, I go to Trivia at the Crab Pot.
James and I are no longer rekindling our relationship. Rather, I find myself locked back into a "I love you, I love you not" relationship with Ellis.
I am the advisor of the school's yearbook, which takes lots of time and energy. I am also codirecting the school's Christmas play - the first Christmas play the school has performed in, like, 4 years.
I get my nails done a lot. I am sad and lonely a lot.
I really miss all my St. Auggie friends.
Peggy is going to be 40 this year, so I'm planning a Gone With The Wind party for her. After that, on Dec 30, I'm having a graduation oyster roast for myself. I'll be sending invites to all you Flagler-esque people, but I'll understand if you can't make it.
I work every day. Wake up early, do my hair, get dressed (the students did vote me "best dressed" for Faculty superlatives) and go to school. I teach six classes a day - 2 sections of keyboarding, four of English. I work late to prepare my lesson plans. I go home and eat dinner with my parents like I did when I was in high school.
On Tuesdays, I go to Trivia at the Crab Pot.
James and I are no longer rekindling our relationship. Rather, I find myself locked back into a "I love you, I love you not" relationship with Ellis.
I am the advisor of the school's yearbook, which takes lots of time and energy. I am also codirecting the school's Christmas play - the first Christmas play the school has performed in, like, 4 years.
I get my nails done a lot. I am sad and lonely a lot.
I really miss all my St. Auggie friends.
Peggy is going to be 40 this year, so I'm planning a Gone With The Wind party for her. After that, on Dec 30, I'm having a graduation oyster roast for myself. I'll be sending invites to all you Flagler-esque people, but I'll understand if you can't make it.