Today, the pre-kindergarten teacher brough a picture of Batboy (you know, from the National Inquirer) to show his class. While we were at recess, us teachers scared our classes into thinking Batboy was outside watching them and going to get them if they were bad. They tore around the playground, claiming to catch a glimpse of him on the roof or in ( Read more... )

While I was on the playground with a few kids, I told one boy Drew, who was clinging to the top of the slide and about to let go, that he couldn't go down because he'd fall into the Pit of Snakes and Fire! Sometimes working with kids can be too much fun.

Where do I start about the party? There was definitely a keg and plastic cups. One friend was rude to me about not drinking, one friend had to be carried home to pass out, and two friends had THE STUPIDEST DRUNKEN CONVERSATION IN THE WORLD while I was trying to get to sleep. Seriously, it was like listening to people who can't really hear each ( Read more... )

Sorry, I needed to post this somewhere!


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So I'm going to a party in Lawrence. There's going to be a keg. And those red plastic cups, I'm sure. Oh yes, there will be pictures!

Listen up, noobs. I am moving back to Florida in March. I have my reasons for why I moved to Kansas in the first place and why I want to move again. If you ask, I might choose to talk about it. Please try not to judge me for my choices because they are mine. I just want to return and be accepted back into things. I did take those last few months ( Read more... )

I'm not looking forward to going to work today, even though it's Friday. Judging by my horrible experience last Friday, I have a bad feeling ( Read more... )

Will someone cut off my head for me? Or will I have to self-decapitate?

I've been in Kansas for a month now, and I'm not sure how I feel anymore. Part of me wants to go back to Florida and work on my relationships with certain people. I know I didn't give it a fair chance. I was in my own world. That's what depression does, and I need to change my attitude, especially toward myself. But even if I moved back, it would ( Read more... )

I miss myself more than anything ( Read more... )