i get there way early and taking a few pics kind of calms my nerves before i get started.
then read the teachers plan for the day….. first graders are no slackers, let me tell ya. they have a densely packed schedule. gotta keep ‘em busy. downtime is the enemy!
the ‘students’ are experts already at figuring out your weaknesses. mine is that i am not a strict disciplinarian but after a while that stuff kicks in because you realize the ‘students’ are taking advantage of your niceness.
i seriously worked really hard for this and it’s been a long time coming so it’s really a personal triumph for me.
i am sitting in starbucks right now using their wifi this sunday afternoon. so many people come into starbucks. a LOT of attractive women. it’s fun to see everyone’s outfits. this dude is taking a pic of the two chicks in line in front of him. and let me just say, for the record, it’s gross to me when women wear thong underwear under a dress because the dress settles into their butt-crack. what would my grandmother say if she knew??? how times have changed from when we used to wear slips and proper undergarments with dresses?
this was also about a week ago… we had a drink in this cool bar called The Station. the place is made out of old railroad cars. his band has played here a few times. we almost sang karaoke but then we waited too long and it was too late.
the smell of burning cheese in this starbucks is making me ill, so i’ll be heading out soon. tired of watching all these fancy people snottily flit out with their glorified milkshakes. :-P hehehe. jk. if i had money, i’d possibly buy one for myself, too. i have starbucks coffee at home and i make it with a french press and half and half and real sugar and even then, i rarely finish my cup.
i don’t want to be a slave to anything. i feel resentful to facebook and instagram for trying to make me be a slave to them.
twitter doesn’t worry me much…. i don’t really worry much about blogging…. i feel free with regard to those. but instagram and facebook are slave-drivers.
texting, too. texting is a slave-driver.
i don’t even want to participate in the mind-set of facebook. seriously.
i’m tired of participating in mind-sets.
let things happen… ‘they’ say.
should we ‘let’ things happen or ‘make’ things happen?
it’s like having a handicap. where do you think the term starving artist came from?
we buck the norms.
then the norms buck us.
i did a load of laundry today. see? i’m trying to be responsible.