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-i am drunk in syracuse, NY. hi, kj. i like it. his friends are freshmen. it's weird.
-i moved to kensington. i want to see you really bad. i very, very much miss having a social life.
-brian tries really hard and it means everything to me.
-i'm currently wondering if i'm ever going to see 8 hours of sleep as normal again.
-ellie, i want one of those t-shirts. i dream about my kids and everything. i feel guilty because i'm kicking some of them out of my class. not because they're bad, but because their college applications should not be put on the line because of middle school pride. i love them all very much.
-i always find myself wondering if my work-horse attitude through...well...all of my life has somehow inhibited my ability to enjoy hobbies. i keep saying that one day i'll learn to ride a horse, to play the cello, to navigate in the wilderness, to be good at drinking. and yet, when it boils down to it, i'm obsessed with what i do. i can think about almost nothing but teaching and my lack of sleep. and brian. i'm incredibly homesick, and i missed my family. it's good to see them. i want to know if maybe my dedication to other things has completely overshadowed my dedication to self-growth.
-i have a paper due monday and a presentation due thursday. my shelf in the fridge is bare. fuck.
-i'm just so goddamn tired. but if i got a break, i'd just waste it worrying about my kids and my job and my life...which consists of my kids and my job. jesus christ i'm so fucking tired.
-please please leave me love. i miss you so bad.
-i moved to kensington. i want to see you really bad. i very, very much miss having a social life.
-brian tries really hard and it means everything to me.
-i'm currently wondering if i'm ever going to see 8 hours of sleep as normal again.
-ellie, i want one of those t-shirts. i dream about my kids and everything. i feel guilty because i'm kicking some of them out of my class. not because they're bad, but because their college applications should not be put on the line because of middle school pride. i love them all very much.
-i always find myself wondering if my work-horse attitude through...well...all of my life has somehow inhibited my ability to enjoy hobbies. i keep saying that one day i'll learn to ride a horse, to play the cello, to navigate in the wilderness, to be good at drinking. and yet, when it boils down to it, i'm obsessed with what i do. i can think about almost nothing but teaching and my lack of sleep. and brian. i'm incredibly homesick, and i missed my family. it's good to see them. i want to know if maybe my dedication to other things has completely overshadowed my dedication to self-growth.
-i have a paper due monday and a presentation due thursday. my shelf in the fridge is bare. fuck.
-i'm just so goddamn tired. but if i got a break, i'd just waste it worrying about my kids and my job and my life...which consists of my kids and my job. jesus christ i'm so fucking tired.
-please please leave me love. i miss you so bad.