dance monkey
life is kinda hard these last few days. i'm stressed out, anxious, underslept, overworked, underpaid, claim jumper raped my credit card erroneously, i have to do report cards for my students (though it's not in my damn job description) and i'm getting loaned out to our sister school in monrovia thurs & fri.
gross.
the moral of this story:
should you have any sort of pleasant story to relate, or a joke, or something to tell me that consists of sunshine and puppies and birthday cake, please please do so. the little things usually work wonders in cheering me up.
thanks, friends.
gross.
the moral of this story:
should you have any sort of pleasant story to relate, or a joke, or something to tell me that consists of sunshine and puppies and birthday cake, please please do so. the little things usually work wonders in cheering me up.
thanks, friends.