09-15-2005 - 10:34 p.m.
I think it's safe to say I'm out of my psycho nervous breakdown stage for the time being.
School started up and once again I'm 100% certain that I have a fabulous career and being a teacher is the greatest. This year is rough though. They stuck me with teaching 3rd grade reading and math, in addition to being the Spanish teacher. Plus it's special ed. which means even though my class is only a whopping 6 students, they're the most whacked out 6 children with extreme learning disabilities all thrown into one room. With me as their guide through 3rd grade. It's ok, you can ask the obvious "What the hell were they thinking???"
I'm also back in grad school (I'm halfway done my Master's- hooray!) a couple nights a week, and in addition am taking... a bartending class! 2 weeks down, 3 more to go. It's so much fun, I can't even wait to start working. I'm going to work parttime during the school year and then full time in the summer to hopefully expedite my move out of my parents' house. Because 24 living at home = feeling like a total loser. It's sooooo awful at work when everyone else's stories begin with the phrase "My husband and I..." and mine go something like "My parents and I...". Two places this summer that I was about to buy fell through, but then I also realized that they were total crap. I want to at least live at an address that 1) I won't be embarrassed to tell people and 2) my friends won't be scared for their lives to visit. Thus the extra income.
Besides all that, it still stands that guys are ridiculously stupid. I could go on, but I'll spare you any more horrid dating tales. Adios!
